Post by ko on Jun 3, 2009 10:18:56 GMT -5
They Call Me: Faroar..
I Like The Girls.
Been On This Crummy Planet For 3 Years.
Devil's Smile-
With a waterfall of golden-white fur, pale green eyes and a cheeky grin, Faroar is quite the handome male. His appearance is different to that of most lions; for Faroar is a white lion. His white fur gives him an almost heavenly look. Young, but not adolescent, the lion has a heavy (but not unhealthy) build. Several stripes of a darker hue of white decorate his hind legs and along his tail, signs that his youth was not too long ago. His eyes, always half-hooded, are lined in black fur; just as the tip of his tail is ringed with black. The male is quite huge for his age; and his fearsome mane can give the impression of a headdress.
Several thin scars encompass his right hip; these highlight the fact that Faroar has had his fair share of battles. One particularily nasty scratch across his chest sometimes causes him pain when he runs.
Given his size, naturally Faroar is quite strong; his paws, huge and tan-brown, often are the cause of hilarity - their size can cause difficulty in getting around tightly packed foliage. The male lion is a force to be reckoned with, though - his claws and fangs are fully formed, and he doesn't hesitate to use 'em.
Loyal, Amiable, Protective-
These are some of the many traits Faroar possesses. Not just a pretty face, Faroar has a beautiful personality. When he firsts meets another, the male jokes around a lot; but it's only to assess the other. Nearly always friendly, Faroar is never the one to critisize others actions, on account of the many mistakes he makes daily. Protectiveness comes with being his friend; he will never let anything or anyone hurt you - and would happily give his life for those he loves. However, he possesses all the traits for a natural leader - which means he is a good descision maker. Slightly headstrong, he doesn't like to obey others orders, but will do so if it's somebeast that he respects. Respect comes from doing a brave or good deed, or knowing him a while.
Always the joker, Faroar will try to lighten any bad situation with a laugh or too. He hates silences in conversations, but a lot of the time, he can be found staying quiet. He gives the impression that he has always been happy; but there's pain behind that easy grin, and effortlessly happy eyes.
Another trait easy to see in the lion is bravery, and determination; he doesn't let anything stand in his way, and all obstacles are either jumped over or taken down.
History: Faroar hates talking about his history; bring it up, and he'll most likely snap at you. Because where he came from, he doesn't want to go back to...
Born in a far-away place to the Zatsu Pride, Faroar was always the loner in the group; the odd one out, the black sheep. For his brother was a black lion, and he was white. Some genetics on his mother's side caused him to be born with white fur, instead of the black that surrounded him; and so he was raised to think himself a freak. His brother, Farei, was held very dear to the pride; it was taken for granted that he would grow up to become the lead male. He was bathed in a holy light; only when Faroar and Farei were along together did the latter start to really taunt his brother. ' No female will ever choose you. They'd run a mile!' ' You've got white fur, just like a baby shrew. Go live with the shrews, whelp.' And eventually, whilst on their coming of age hunt, Faroar's anger got the better of him. After a year of being hated and left out, the usually calm, placid male struck out at his brother; and Farei fell to his death, to drown amongst the weeds. It was an accident that he was killed; but Faroar was driven out of the Pridelands. Only when he escaped the clutches of his hated pride did he finally realise he wasn't alone; he now seeks to raise a pride of his own, and to keep that pride happy and content.
Pride Status: Uh - dunno xD I'd like to be the leading male of a pride.
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