Post by Calgari on May 4, 2015 16:48:08 GMT
"Murder's not an obstacle, "kitty"."
"Run, you better run."
"Run, you better run."
(Thank you, Google)
[General]
Gender - Female
Age - 3 yrs 7 mn
Gender - Female
Age - 3 yrs 7 mn
Species - Machairodus coloradensis
[Status]
Physical health - 99 %
Mental health - 80 % (Paranoid, murderous)
Wounds - None
Illnesses - None
Chronic illnesses - None
[Relationships]
Neutral to - Archatius, Yuura
Trusting of - Yachi, Kao, Tenar, Razol
Friend to - None
Disliking - Unknown eusmilus sicarius
Avoiding - None
Will kill on sight - ??? (Ahz)
[Allegiance]
Runs with - Rhydian's pride
Ranked - None
Wishes for the rank of - None
[Love]
Interests lie with - Males
Impressed by - One soul
Eyes - No male
Clumsy around - No male
Heart soars for - No male
Tail twined with - No male
Biological cubs - None
Adopted cubs - None
Broken by - No bastard
[Characteristics]
Loyal | Paranoid | Prone to getting emotionally attached | Kind | Blood-thirsty | Patient | Hot-headed | Resilient | Stubborn
[Skills]
Sheer strength - xxxxxxxxxx
Speed - xxxxxxxxxx
Stamina - xxxxxxxxxx
Wit - xxxxxxxxxx
Agility - xxxxxxxxxx
Spiritual sense - xxxxxxxxxx (Wah, wah, wah, waaaaaahhhh)
Respect | Neutral | Dislike | Seething rage | Tolerates | Likes | Considers friend | Good friend | Attraction | Crush | Love | Beneath concern | Amused by | Uncertain of |
X Rhydian (Rhydian's pride) - "I'll serve you to the best of my abilities."
X Maji (Rhydian's pride) - "You might grow up to be a fine hunter. Might..."
X Xander (Dire wolf loner) - "I don't play with cowards."
Xx Marjani (Wolf pack) - "I only met you that one time and you almost shredded me... I like your spirit but that's it!"
xX Newt (Wolf pack) - "I don't care about you."
X Jaci (Mammoth calf) - "You seem intent on that pack. You sure they're not just keeping you around for dinner?"
X Yuura (Silvestre pride) - "Uh... Okay...?"
x Furaha (Silvestre pride) - "Okay. Just okay."
X ??? (Silvestre) - "You m*therf*cking bastard!"
Xx Kao (Smilodon loner/ally) - "So far you're the nicest cat I've had the pleasure to meet."
XX Yachi (Smilodon loner) - "As i said, coherent."
xx Tenar (Smilodon loner cub) - "You are still innocent. Perhaps it will be the death of you..."
xx Archatius (Smilodon loner) - "You are weird. Weird but interesting to talk to."
xXX Razol (Smilodon loner) - "I'm so sorry..."
x ??? (Eusmilus sicarius) - "I don't trust you. You're not as good an actor as you think."
History:
Ranger was born on a cold spring day. The skies were clear, though harsh winds ravaged the land. The cub's first view of the world was a sky on fire. It was so orange, she could almost see the dancing flames. Trees shook to their roots as a new life was brought into the world. Of course, Ranger only saw of the skies briefly, as she was quickly carried inside her family's cave.
Her cub-hood passed in a rather peaceful manner. Apart from a few rogues coming and going through their lands, everything was alright. She played with other cubs of the pride, bothered her parents and other parents and even managed to agitate a Mastodon on one occasion. One cub was killed brutally that day, not a particularly dear friend of Ranger's but a death nonetheless. It was then, that she was first introduced to the grips of death.
It was at her initiation, when Ranger first claimed a life. A passing of age ritual consisted of washing a cub's fur in the pool of claws (basically a pool with sharp rocks at the bottom) and battling a pridemate. She was up against a friend of hers, going by the name of Vinor. The fight would not go until one was dead and the two opponents were evenly matched. Yet, Vinor seemed absent-minded that day. As the battle started, Ranger attacked and, well, killed the Machairodus in a single swipe. She hit the feline with unsheathed claws in the side and the cat just... sprung open. Like a dam with a crack in it, Vinor's side split open, blood gushing out of it. She was dead instantly. Ranger was astonished. She could only look at her bloodied claws, before retreating to her den.
This was not where the madness ended. Many other cats fell ill with the same plague. Their skin just... vulnerable. If anything pricked them, the disease-ridden flesh would give in. And, even if nothing was done, after a few moons, the felines simply passed away, their bodies' reserves completely empty. The plague was horrid and thank the skies, Ranger was amongst those few who stayed healthy. Alas, her parents fell ill. Though they spoke not, Ranger prayed to see the agreement in their faces, before she sunk her fangs into their throats to prevent them from suffering a horrible death.
Afterwards she left the camp, leaving all behind.
She's been traveling ever since.
The life of a rogue has toughened her, yet she never thinks about the old days.
Ranger is lonely.
Ranger is confused.
Ranger is wild.
Ranger is dangerous.
Current theme:
Fits rather well, don't you think?
I have left FH behind and nowadays I mainly play Valorant. I hope everyone is doing okay and you're having great lives! <3