kiseki
Posts : 13
Pride Points : 435521
Join date : 2012-06-03
 |  Subject: kiseki. Sun Jun 03, 2012 4:48 pm | |
|  kiseki.
Gender: female.
Age: one year.
Species: lion.
Pride: -
Rank: cub.
Appearance:
Kiseki will weigh roughly 280lb, if she can survive in a good environment, when she reaches adulthood, though markedly, her weight could (and more than likely would) dip to the 260 pound mark, if pickings are slim. Kiseki, as an adult, will be roughly five foot long, and up to three feet high. Her tail, when an adult, will have a tuft of approximately five milimetres long that will hide a hard spine; formed by the final sections of her tail bone fusing together. At a quick glance, Kiseki could be generally mistaken as a male lion cub; slightly stockier than the other females in the group, she isn't the lithe little thing that you would expect a female lion cub to be, nonetheless, she can still move as fast as a female is expected to move.
Beryl green eyes are rimmed by a soft cream hue underneath, with a darker, almost taupe covers her entire body, apart from a lighter hue across her muzzle, down her chest and under her belly, with four white socks.
Personality:
Kiseki hates secrets; she understands if it's a life or death situation, but to keep something from her that's not that big is pretty unacceptable in her world. She bases friendships upon trust, and not telling her something that you know is like stabbing her in the back. There's two people she can't stand -- her father and her mothers, she just doesn't like them. She has deep-rooted problems with her father, and she doesn't like to speak of him, and when she does, it's clipped words and a cocky, smug tone. She's had no contact with her father since he dropped her out in the middle of nowhere, was he not happy with her? Was she not perfect enough like Akumu? She hates rain because it reminds her of the day her father left, and it was pouring down.
Like some people, Kiseki can't stand the sight of blood, in fact her dislike of it used to be so bad that if she even saw a glimpse of blood, she'd pass out, now it's not so bad, but she still gets queasy, and still feels light headed, but she's strong enough not to pass out. She hates it when people underestimate her, because she's a cub -- a baby, small, she has to be protected -- they don't seem to think she can do things as well as adults. Kiseki hates moving places, maybe it's leaving the memories behind hurts Kiseki, and she doesn't really understand why -- maybe she has family issues. Maybe it's the fact that when someone in her family had died, they were forgotten almost instantly, she has a dislike of death, something she cannot get over. It's not natural to Kiseki -- family sticks together, forever.
Family:
father; Giman. mother; Shuuketsu. sister; akumu.
History:
Kiseki was practically a perfect cub; always trying to get her fathers attention, along with her sister Akumu, but she always failed -- it was always Akumu who got the attention, the most food. She was jealous, there was no hidden surprise, but Kiseki was too jealous.
Their father, a rogue lion who had impregnated his mate at a young age, was determined to have two perfect, little fighters. They sparred against each other -- Akumu was bigger, faster, but Kisemi was slightly stronger, if not lither. She somehow managed to scar her sister, something she has always liked the fact. Their father was furious, such a scar at a young age would certainly dent his favourite daughters chances at finding love. And so, he snatched Kisemi -- only seven months old at the time --up, completely ignoring his daughters apologies and her tail tucked between her legs and dumped her in the middle of nowhere, shooting off too quickly for Kisemi to follow, though she tried.
For a week, she wandered, barely surviving on the smallest of meals; but then, she found a small group of cubs -- like her, and she fitted in almost perfectly, and without even thinking about it, declared herself apart of the group.
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OOC Alias: kuroii.
Best Way to Contact: pm.
Rp Sample:
they hadn't spoken since february, except for when they had to - ie, in front of the pack - and kiera missed their conversations, their joking. in truth, she missed colton immensely, it wasn't the same without him, but her pride stopped her fromm apologizing, and the second that cougar had showed up, kiera had fled, unwilling to return to the pack while she was there. it was childish and petty, but kiera had wanted to show colton that the cougar being there affected her, but he had obviously paid no attention, as he usually did now, not because kiera was jealous of the cougar female -- okay so kiera had lost a bit of weight when she'd seen the female, but she was happy now, even if she was skinnier than the last time she and colton had spoken properly. she hadn't cracked a real smile for a few weeks, when she'd heard that the pair were together, and feeling lonely had searched out a new companion -- a bulldog puppy named athena, the runt of the litter. it had filled a tiny hole, and when she told misty, the alpha had just laughed and told kiera to come home, with her new companion.
"athena," kiera murmured, as the excited bulldog almost jumped onto the dashboard, eagerly trying to see out; she missed by a few inches, and kiera shook her head, before pulling the puppy onto the seat and changing gear at the intersection -- she'd managed to buy a Audi A5 Cabriolet, in an ice white, as a gift to herself for her birthday; of course, with athena climbing all over the place, kiera doubted it would last long. pulling over as she reached the ranch, she sighed, before grabbing her bag, and athena before sliding out of the car. she hoped that there was nobody home, but her ears could already detect movement -- and wasn't she the one who embraced her wolf counterpart wholeheartedly -- and she was guessing it was either misty, or... colton.
her grip on her bag tightened slightly, and she steeled herself for the blank look she was going to receive from the omega, if she had cared about his position she probably would have put him back in his place already, she just didn't have the energy or the desire to do so. shoving open the door with a nudge, she let athena roam the house, noting with some amusement that the puppy was almost like glue to her side. leaning down, she unbuckled her heels, slipping out of them happily, before dropping her bag on the ground. almost stalking towards the lounge, kiera practically threw herself on the couch, followed by a scrambling athena, who plopped herself onto kieras chest, her wide eyes staring round the room.
"where's the rest of the pack?" she asked shortly, tone betraying her tiredness and weariness, barely even glancing over towards coltons general area, instead running her fingers through her hair and sorting out her bandana. her wrists barely felt like they were in her hair, and she let her head drop against the arm of the couch as she rested her hands over the edge; driving, with athena, had tired her out, all she wanted to do was sleep, but not until she found out where the pack was, and indirectly that cougar, the thought of who had kieras wolf counterpart stalking the thin confines of kieras mind. | |
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