Game Start: June 10th, 1pm EST Game End: June 14th, 9pm EST
♥♥ There is a Surprise Prize that will be raffled off to those that entered but didn't win. You have been warned.♥♥
Welcome to this circle of stories. What your job is while here. Is to pick one of the Sabers above and tell us their story. Why they are the leader of their pack. Note that after you win you can do as you see fit with your pony and they can know each other; belong to the same pack; etc.. The story is a "what if" kind of thing. A made up story about them being the leader of the pack. Nothing more. These are Short Stories so there will be a word limit so read the rules closely. This is a Judged Contest.
1♥ You may only win 1 freebie, 1 paid raffle pet, and 1 auction pet during the entirety of the event. This rule extends to both soquili and familiars. (1 free soquili and free familiar, 1 paid raffle soquili and familiar, etc. etc.) 2♥ You are free to pass up on any surprise pets. However, you can only pass once. 3♥ If you decide to co-own a pet or give it away, said pet will count as the event pet for both yourself and who you give the pet to/co-own it with. 4♥ The event themed customs and breedings do not count towards the event freebie limits. They have standard breeding and custom cooldowns. 5♥ Proxying is not allowed in this game Sorry! 6♥You may edit your post until the game ends. Please Post in RED at the top of your post the date and time you edited your post. 7♥ 800 words is your word limit. You can have it under but please DON'T go over that. 8♥ If your entry is after the End time it will not count. Sorry I will be going by time stamps. 9♥ You can only Enter for ONE of the sabers.
♥♥How to Play♥♥
1♥ PLEASE fill out the form fully. This means the username area. I know some people leave that blank.. Fill it out please and thank you. 2♥ There is a word limit of 800 words. This is a SHORT Story contest so no longer then 800 words. I will be checking. 3♥ You will be picking one of the four sabers and telling us a short story about them being a leader of a pack. How would they go about hunting, taking down a Mammoth or something else? What would they do if their pack is in danger? It doesn't have to be one of these just telling us about how they go about things as a leader. 4♥ Keep in mind you can only enter for one of them.
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[align=center][size=24][b][color=darkred]♥♥This Saber is My Leader!♥♥[/color][/b][/size][/align] [b]Username:[/b] ( please fill out ) [b]Your Saber:[/b] ( Golden Tiger Smilodon, Snow Leopard Saber, SaberTooth Female, SaberTooth Male [[ only one please ]]) [b]Saber's Name:[/b] [b]Saber's temper:[/b] ( Can be omitted and left off cert ) [b]Saber's Story:[/b] ( This is where you put their story )
Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2016 8:54 am
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Golden tiger smilodon By -Diamond-Elephant-
1. Syrius Lionwing ♥ 5 2. ~Spazzy_the_Wolfie~ ♥ 6 3. pinchmonster ♥ 10 4. S u r f for L o v e ♥ 14 5. krusnik05 ♥ 16 6. Seleena ♥ 17 7. Cuppa_Darjeeling ♥ 20 8. Fea Line ♥ 22 ✿ 9. Capricorn Sunchai ♥ 23 10. Nisshou H ♥ 26 11. stormflower ♥ 27 12. ramenli ♥ 31 13. Tara de Draiocht ♥ 34
Won a Soquili already but can be on list for the surprise familiar Teh Cheryl ♥ 13 Kesmi ♥ 15 SwordOfTheDarkOnes ♥ 21 ~Masamune~ ♥ 33
Won Familiar and Soquili AstoriaFallen ♥ 3 ✿ LydaLynn ♥ 24 ✿ magnadearel ♥ 30 ✿
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 10:05 am
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Username: nekolulu Your Saber: Snow Leopard Saber Saber's Name: Jeri Saber's temper: clever Saber's Story:Jeri had her begining in small pack. It was her, her siblings and her parents. From day one Jeri knew she was different the way she came into the world was different from her siblings. She had cleverly torn her way out from her basket. She had climbed her way out of her parents den at a few weeks old and watched the adults as they hunted mammoth. The way her father and mother had worked together to being her and siblings food.
As a young adult shevhad wondered away from her parents and found her own pack. She had gained the ability and knowhow to become the packs leader. It was not easy for a female in an hash, cold place. She had to provide and prove that she belonged. She was clever and made sure that everyone had enought to eat. The pack was family and family was life. They hunted together. Her pack was her siblings always together never a part.
She was their wise and clever leader always showing them the way. She never left anyone out and counted on all her members. She was just and fair. She was learning to make the hard decisions and put not one member but all members a head of her self. As leader she made sure they were one and everybody made it back from the hunt.
She was on a hunt with members of her pack. When the mammoth they were hunting tried to get away. She had been quicker and faster. While the mammoth had broken the ice now she far from home in a new world with mommoth. With not her family in a place that was so different. She had only one think on her mind how to her back.
Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 10:44 am
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Username: Ryghann Your Saber: SaberTooth Male Saber's Name:Kahjuk Saber's temper: Saber's Story: Kahjuk had always been strong, even before he took over the pack when their last leader fell from a mysterious illness. Some of the pack had blamed him, thought that somehow he was responsible. One male in particular always disagreed and argued. Kahjuk decided they would settle the challenge honorably. A battle between them to find which was stronger and would lead the pack to glory. They faced off during a storm. Fighting like the beasts they were, biting and clawing, doing what they could. Suddenly a flash of lightning had blasted a nearby tree, catching it on fire and sending it towards the ground. The pack in its path. Kahjuk dodged his rival and instinctively, barreling towards the pack to push those he could out of dangers way. Thankfully he managed to just get them out but was glanced by the tree, giving him a huge gash/burn on his shoulder. "Enough of this pointless battle!" another large male had roared. "If Kahjuk would risk himself for the safety of the pack then i would follow him!" Roars of agreement rose above the storm. The other male running away in defeat and embarrassment. "We must work together,"He said,"Otherwise the wild lands will destroy us." From then on the pack trusted him completely, working in unison in all they did together. Like one perfect unit they hunted, each knowing their role and what they had to do to help the survival of the pack. Whenever a dispute arose it was handled with respect and honor so all may benefit from the decision made. Kahjuk had always been and always would be strong, for his family and his pack!
I just won a familiar. XD So I'm no longer qualified to win either
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Username:AstoriaFallen Your Saber: Snow Leopard Saber Saber's Name:Haimati Saber's temper:Omit Saber's Story: Haimati had challenged each member of their pack and won in order to gain her titled position within their pard. Despite her size she was agile and quick, strength wasn't something she had needed in order to win. They all had a mutual respect for one another and that helped them operate in a smooth and calculated order.
Flicking her long tail behind her she listened as the other female gave the details about the location of a Mammoth she had been scouting. Looking at the two males she told the Smilodon to take left point and the Saber to take right point so that her and the other female could drive the Mammoth towards them. It was an ambush technique. Usually they'd corner the beast in a ravine of sorts but all they had to work with was open terrain and light foliage.
Everyone agreed with the plans details and she asked if anyone had any suggestions. No one spoke up and they set everything into motion. Everything was going smoothly, her and the other female had the mammoth on the run and they were herding it towards the two males. Everything was looking good until the Smilodon miscalculated attack and was struck on the side by the Mammoths head, sending him to the ground. Seeing that it was going to try and trample the male she lunged at it's face, her claws sinking into it's thick skin as she tried to avert it's attention away from the Smilodon so he could get out of the way. He recovered and lunged at it's throat while the other two hit it's front legs. She remained glued to it's face, despite it's attempts to pull her off with it's trunk.
All in all the large beast finally fell. Once she was certain it was dead she made sure everyone was fine and then they enjoyed the spoils of their hard work.
Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 11:50 am
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Username: o-Elixir-o Your Saber: Snow Leopard Saber Saber's Name: Shiva Saber's temper: Omit Saber's Story: Shiva is the leader of a all female pack in the northern parts of the world. She and her pack live along the cliff sides of a snowy mountain, keeping watchful eyes of any intruders that dare come along. They consider themselves the keepers of the mountain for they believe the snowy mountain to be a sacred place for their mountain is always covered in snow, surely it must be a work of a goddess. Once a year on the day of winter solstice they go high up on the mountain tops a place they dare not usually travel and go to pay respects to the snow goddess SNEŽANA (Means: Snow Woman in Serbian), a name which they gave her. This is a highly important event to the pride. It is also the same sacred area that a new leader is made.
Now for their tradition the only way to become leader is to overthrow the current leader. In Shiva's case the current leader was her own mother who had ruled the pack for years. So, on one fateful winter solstice high up on the mountain tops, she challenged her own mother. The battle was long and hard, much expected for a leader who ruled for so many years, but her reign was done. Shiva was the victor, she now has the blessings of the goddess.
Her mother then was banished from the pack, never allowed to return. It may sound harsh but that is law and they stick to their laws; laws implemented to get rid of the weak or those who oppose their leader. If Shiva had lost she would had been banished herself. She sometimes hear whispers behind her back calling her a maiden with a cold heart for challenging her own mother but this was her calling, her legacy and none would hold her back from her destiny.
Shiva's new role as leader is to keep order in her pack. All laws must be obeyed and she would be sure that they are followed, punishments of banishment or even death could happen if one is to disobeyed. The law is hard but it is law. Traditional laws passed from generation to generation. None can disobey and escape a punishment, even she must obey all the laws.
Hunting is a task required by the pack working together. They hide among the snow in which their heavenly goddess provided them and take down any beast with their teeth & claws. It is true they are much smaller and shyer when alone but when together they are a fierce group capable of killing any beast that comes in their path. If one was to hunt alone they'd usually just take down small prey like a rabbit.
When it comes to males they come when the time is right, giving the the pride their offspring and then leaving. A male cubs must leave when they have reached adulthood while the females will remain, becoming new members of the pack. They will learn the laws and follow up tradition of worshiping their snow goddess. They will be trained to hunt and to fight off any intruders that dare enter their sacred mountain. They will learn to love and respect their leader.
One day Shiva will have a daughter, that daughter might even challenger her. She just hopes that her daughter will be worthy of such a claim....
Username: Syrius Lionwing Your Saber: Golden Tiger Smilodon Saber's Name: Cesar Saber's temper: Determined Saber's Story:
The earth smelled of fresh rain, the drought had been long but finally the heavens had opened, the plant life breathed and gave the air a beautiful scent. Cesar looked back in to the den he shared with his pack, he had managed to keep his family healthy through the long dry days, giving up the lions share of any food caught to keep the young and old fit to see this day. The day when the herds would return.
His ears twitched as the rainfall was suddenly muted by the sound of thunder and the stampede of creatures cascading on to the plains below. He felt a brush against his leg and looked down to find one of the prides cubs cowering between his legs, a chuckle rose on his lips. "Don't hide little one. The clouds shouting is the skies way of telling the world to waken. Look, look down there and marvel at the miracle of life, soon the rivers will run clear and the young of the herds will emerge and no belly will go hungry again."
He heard the giggle of the child between his paws and a little whisper of amusement from the cub. He knew they all chuckled when he got so poetic, his beliefs had always been strange to the pride but they had accepted him and his unusual ways. The smiles and the laughter in their eyes, when he waxed lyrical, it had all been so important during the long stomach growling days. He had told them tales of what was to come, weaved words of the green grasses and shaded trees who's canopies would turn from fluffy pink, white and yellow clouds to deep shades of dappled green. The perfect place to sleep off a meal with the whole family.
"You know, before I came here, before I became your leader I was a lone cat, happy to slum about the world, but now, there is no greater joy in my life than all of you." Taking a deep breath the massive male smiled whimsically. "I only came to you all to fill my belly and to gain a modicum of protection while my foot healed. Akim though, he saw, something in me, convinced me to stay. I'm so glad he did." He chuckles, it really had been a life time ago, he had become Akim's successor and he had promised the old male to protect the pride to his last breath. They were the only family he had ever truly known, he could ask for no greater gift.
Pulling himself from the past he lowered his head and nudged the youngster from under his belly "Come, enjoy the feeling of the rain on your flanks, feel the world breathing a sigh of relief for tomorrow the rain will stop and our hunt will begin." Bending in a crouched position he smiles mischievously wriggling his hind quarters like a huge ungainly cub.
The child breaks in to laughter and leaps away chased by the older most dominant male of the pack, the true leader of the pride. The pair taking every moment of joy they could from the fresh spring rains that dappled their coats and brought joy and life to their little corner of paradise.
Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 12:19 pm
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Username: ~Spazzy_the_Wolfie~ Your Saber: Golden Tiger Smilodon Saber's Name: Sulo (A Finnish name, meaning "charm; grace.") Saber's temper: Forceful Saber's Story:
Some members of the pride had returned from a hunt, resting beside their kills while others greeted them. Sulo was in the middle of speaking to some of the mares involved in the hunt, congratulating them on one of the larger kills they had made, when he heard it.
"Why the hell do males have to eat last? It's such a stupid rule! If I was leader..."
Suddenly, without any warning, he rushed at the younger stallion, slamming into his side with a guttural snarl. Some members of the group looked away and others watched the fight quietly; some had been in this exact scenario before, put in their place by Sulo long ago. He approached, swiftly placing a paw over his challenger's throat, just enough pressure and weight to keep him in place. Sulo ignored the panicked cries and flailing limbs, leaning down to speak directly into the younger male's ear - no word would be missed here, his message would be loud and clear. The smaller male was too panicked to bother snapping or biting at his opponent, occupied with his struggle to get away. Squirming, he tried to paw at the leg holding him down, but Sulo would have none of that, snapping his fangs dangerously close to the youngster's face as a warning.
"Listen here, you little whelp!" Sulo bellowed out, causing all - including the struggling male - to freeze and give their attention to him, "I am the leader of this pride, and my word is law!" He paused for a brief moment, nails lightly pricking his opponent's throat as he looked over the rest of the pride members. No matter their feelings, no one came to the younger male's aid. Good. "As I've said before and many times before, females and the young ones eat first. End of story. And now? Well... I think you shall eat last, after all others, picking at the smallest of scraps! Or, if this sort of behavior continues, this... insubordination..." With a growl, he lifted his paw from the other's throat and struck at his face, "Then perhaps you won't eat at all!" The hit was a hard one, definitely enough to draw some blood and heavily bruise, but Sulo was careful about not breaking any bones. "Am I understood?!"
No longer held down, the younger male scrambled to his feet and tried to get some space between himself and Sulo, only to realize that the older male, once again, was advancing towards him.
"Once again, I ask you: Am I understood?" Sulo's tone was far calmer now, but his teeth were still bared, waiting for a proper answer from the male who had dared to challenge his rule. He was the type to get right in your face, especially when making a point.
The smaller male was frozen in place, unable to come up with an answer for his leader. A stutter, an incomplete word, another stutter...
"Oh, this fumbling won't stop anytime soon without some sort of intervention." Sulo gave a roll of his eyes before letting out a snarl, a furious one that he found himself using more and more often lately. This caused the other male to give a frantic nod of his head, non-verbal but still a "Yes!" before running off to tend to his wounds.
Giving a soft rumble, Sulo cast his gaze over the rest of the pride members once again. This was both a lesson for that younger male and any others with similar thoughts. He would not tolerate this sort of behavior. Their way of life would not be changing, not while he was around.
(I imagine Sulo would eventually be overthrown and kicked out after a group of stingy rebels within the pride decide that he's gotta go. 8'D)
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 4:03 pm
Editing on June 12th, approx. 7:33 PM EST. Finishing up entry.
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Username: Eternal Xantara Your Saber: SaberTooth Male Saber's Name: Abhiraj ( Hindu name meaning "Fearless King" ) Saber's temper: Noble Saber's Story: Standing on a barren ledge, Abhiraj scanned the watering hole below. There was a small mammoth herd clustered below, seeking what little water there was to ease their thirst. His piercing gaze locked on one individual in particular, he flicked one ear back. His second-in-command took this as their signal to move and slunk off to where the others lay in wait to relay the order. After pausing for only a moment longer to note any other prey with a potential to be caught, he turned and swiftly caught up with them. "Are you ready? Everyone knows their position?" "Yes, Abhiraj. Our fangs and claws are ready to strike." "Good. Let us be off." Parting ways, each member of his pack able to hunt took up their position and waited, taking care to stay downwind of their prey. With luck, this hunt would secure the much-needed meat for the pack. Provided they didn't get trampled to death in the process... The prey they hunted required great skill and care. The hot sun baking the ground beneath his paws, dust clogging the air, Raj fought back a cough. Not yet. Don't startle the prey before everyone is set. Keeping low to the ground, he slunk forward on his belly, eyeing the closest target. It had wandered a little further from the rest of the herd, making it an easier target... or so he'd hoped. NOW! Lunging forward with a roar, claws ready to tear into the flesh of the wayward mammoth, his pack followed his cue. The mammoths scattered, as he knew they would. The slowest one turned to face the onslaught, head lowered like a battering ram. It was then Raj noticed a smaller figure facing the menacing behemoth and inwardly cursed. The folly of youth... if the welp survives this encounter, he'll be lucky to survive facing his parents! With a snarl, he lunged in unison at the behemoth with his hunting party, giving the youngster a cold glare in mid-leap. Noting the flattened ears, he was content that his silent reprimand was seen. Dodging the thrashing trunk and flailing tusks, the group managed to take down the mammoth with minimal injuries to themselves. Rounding on the young interloper, Raj took a intimidating step forward. The youth cringed and slunk down, hugging the parched earth. "You got damn lucky, kid. Pull a stunt like that again before your time and you'll never live to see the light of day. Understood?" "Yes, Abhiraj." Content enough with the youth's cowed behavior, Raj turned to the rest of the hunting party and gave orders to strip what they could from the carcass and bring it back to the rest of the pack. They would feast well this day.
Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 4:20 pm
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Username: belloblossom Your Saber: Snow Leopard Saber Saber's Name: Pan Saber's temper: Lethal Saber's Story: There was to be a hunt today. Bagira had scented mammoth within their territory and stalked it for a time. There was only one, smaller and more clumsy: a baby, separated from its herd. Perfect. Pan had sent her Second to gather the rest of the group. They were small, perhaps, but they were lethal and full of determination. One by one, her pack came to stand before her.
It was Bagira who came first, of course. The striped male was always the first to arrive, the first to stand with her, the first to report any disruption in her pack. He was the pride's tactician, his talents stood in the realms of stealth and secret-keeping. For this reason, when she had first met him, silent and watchful, she did not trust him. While his sister's personality was easy to see with a single look, let alone the stream of words that flew from her mouth and the extended claws to Pan's face upon their first meeting, Bagira had been indecipherable. Even more so when he encircled his sister to team up with Pan and her offer to become a pack.
"What are we to be doing today? Pan-with-the-Plan?" Nox had arrived and so with her, the calm silence broke, much to Pan's growing irritation. Only the slightest flick of her tail showed her mood and Bagira herded Nox over to him before anything could progress. Nox was Pan's weakness and the golden female knew it. Nox loved goading people into fights. The smaller female was an adrenaline-junky for fighting, though an exciting hunt could pacify her from a brawl with another one of her members. The female was rarely seen without blood on her front fangs, but no one ever asked where she had got it from unless they desired their blood to be there next.
"We will be hunting today, but that is all I will say about it until we are all here. Where is Brute?" Pan had raised her voice in order to be herd within the ravine. It echoed for a time and then was followed up by a snort and a loud shuffling. Soon, Brute appeared. Because he had never told them his name, they had named him. Well, Nox had named him, because "I found him first!" When she had found him, he was feral as any wild cat. Pan had grown up in a family pack, Bagira and Nox had each other, but this creature was no cat and he clearly had no manners either. He lumbered rather than watched, but one blow from those paws of his could shatter bark, ice and bone alike. He truly was a brute.
After the largest had joined them, Pan cleared her throat and began, "We will be hunting today. Bagira scented and tracked a baby mammoth this morning. We are to lead it into the ravine corner it and kill it right in our camp. If we accomplish this feat, we won't have to eat for days to come." She turned her gaze to those around her: to her tactician, who would instruct the others in where they must go and ensure her final result; to her budding murdereress, who would taunt and torment their prey into running straight into their claws; to her brute strength, who would make it impossible for their prey to move again. Then they looked to her, their leader, who would go in and make the killing blow to the throat. "Move out."
Username: Poe-tae-toee Your Saber: Sabertooth male Saber's Name: Malakii Saber's temper: omit Saber's Story: Malakii stared off in the distance, watching a herd of mammoth storm past. He knew that if he wanted his pack to survive he'd have to take one down by himself. To prove his worth. "I will make my father happy. He left me to lead this pack." he growled. He pawed at the ground, stomped his foot and charged. As soon as he got close enough he decided to take things slow as the pack of mammoths had stopped. Slowly he picked out the weakest of the pack. Slinking down low he crept closer. Silent. Deadly. Once he was close enough he attacked. The mammoths scattered, all except the one he held within his jaw. It struggled but it was getting weaker. When it stopped moving he slashed its neck with his fang to make sure it was dead. He knew his dad would be proud. He dad did not leave a wimp to lead the pack.
Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 8:26 pm
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Username: pinchmonster Your Saber: Golden Tiger Smilodon Saber's Name: Tüketmek - Turkish, "consume" Saber's temper: Primitive Saber's Story:
Tüketmek was chosen to lead because no other could.
It was a brutal Winter and by the time that Spring's gentle breath sweetened the air the pack was nothing more than weaklings, sickly sour skin-bags full of bone and covered in matted hair. Tüketmek was the only one who persevered through the deathly chill of snow and ice - the only one who hunted, the only one who allowed others to feed before he did. They survived because of him.
They are alive now, thanks to him. They have survived years now, thanks to him.
He has never been good with words, and it has become expected of him - that silence so shattering-loud that it pierces others to their very bones. He has always made the hard decisions, the decisions that he never truly asked to make. He has killed babes who wandered the woods (weak and hungry and terrified) in order to feed his pack. He has been forced to leave the wounded and dying behind in order to preserve the well-being and sanctity of his own kin.
Tüketmek has not always been this way. There was once - so long ago that it is nothing more than a web of memories - that his own mother was left behind. There was once - so painful that he's been forced to forget - a mare that had died birthing his sons.
These trials have made him stronger.
These tribulations have made him wiser.
Tüketmek does not shirk back from the decisions that might make others wither. He is strong of tooth and sharp of claw and deadly above all. He speaks only when he finds speech necessary - and even then his words are stilted and broken, but only because he proves his intent through deed above all else.
He will do what he must in order to ensure the survival of his pack. He will starve so they might feast. He will scout so they might rest. He will fight so they do not have to.
He is their strength, their backbone, their claws and teeth.
Username: Tiger_kisa699 Your Saber: Snow Leopard Saber Saber's Name: Felia Irbis Saber's temper: Honorable Saber's Story: Felia lay in the snow watching over her small herd of mostly females below her as they slept. She watched them quietly, before her blue eyes lifted from the forms in the snow of the mountains they lived in, to look over the trees around them and down the path towards the river in the distance. She took in anyone who needed the help, though if they tried to start anything after she welcomed them in she warned them that she would eat them. Not all in her herd had fangs like her or the desire to eat meat like she did so they kept quiet and listened and contributed to the herd. But those that had been around long enough knew that Felia kept her word, she was one of honor when she gave you her word. The few others who had been around since she made the herd had seen her kill and eat a few that tried to cause issues or tried to fight her. She pulled the leg of a deer that she had caught earlier that day towards her and started eating the rest of the meat from the haunch. Holding it tight with her legs she ate, her eyes still looking about and scanning for movement and her ears alert for sounds. She was not one to take security lightly and always took first watch. But she was not a heavy sleeper like most felines. She slept deeply and could not rest if she got even the smallest feeling that something was wrong around her herd.
She had a hard temper for silly games and useless talking. She was not ok with mating for life. She looked for the strongest and the most handsome males. She was not one to make long lasting love relationships with someone who gave her children. When she had children she might make a love bond with them, and would be the most protective mother the mountains had ever known but she did not for see herself finding one mate for life. Adding new blood and strengths to her herd would be her goal to make sure they all stayed safe and protected.
There was a rustle in the trees down the slope and with hardly a noise she slipped up to her feet and down the slope to the trees and watched for movement around her. She got a little lower and found her self eye to eye with a large bear rooting about in the bushes. Snarling she leaped backwards as the bear roared at her and she snarled and hissed. The bear stood on its back legs but she still out weighted the large animal. She stood tall and leaped at the bear and slashed at it with her claws. She growled loudly as the bear tried to back away from her seeing that she was not going to back off in fear. She leaped at him as he tried to leave and knocked him to the ground. She latched onto his neck and sank in her fangs, jerking her head to the side it snapped and she growled holding her new prize in her mouth as she glanced around for anything else and started dragging the bear back to the herd area. One or two had opened their eyes and lifted their heads to look for the sound of the growling but seeing Felia with a dead bear they went back to sleep. She set the prize in the gathering area and panted as she looked around, her breath forming misty clouds in front of her as she flicked her tail happily. Her second in charge walked over to her from the area she had been sleeping in and checked on her before going up to the little ledge to keep an eye on everyone as they slept to let Felia have a chance to rest for the rest of the night. She settled in the small cave off the side of the gathering area and curled up in her pile of furs to sleep for the night. She felt so much better about sleeping tonight after killing the bear. Yawning she closed her blue eyes and purred to her self before slipping into a deep sleep.
