Post by Xerxes on Jul 22, 2017 21:14:00 GMT
Me? A king? Hardly.
Name: Chausiku
Meaning: born at night
Species
Barbary
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Origin
OC
Territory
The open road
Status
Loner
History Born into royalty, Chausiku was always meant to lead. Being the first born, his future had been laid out before him the moment his eyes opened. His siblings, Furaha and Sauda, princesses of the pride, never much cared for their stoic sibling. In fact, the whole pride seemed to consolidate the prince. Any group would part and carve a path for him anywhere he went. At first, it seemed almost godly. Then it became terribly lonesome. His entire adolescence was bred of silence. Silence and vicious training methods.
As adulthood hit, and the night before his position as king was installed, he simply, left. Being a loner, however, is one of the most ruthless lifestyles to live. The perils of the wild adorn this great beast's hide. Poaching, whereas it may not have tainted every region of the territory, is still a very real threat. Chausiku himself had been lanced by the poacher's tricks and snares. For days they'd stalked the dark furred lion, hoping to harvest his mane and pelt, which would be of tremendous value. Though instead, they'd only gotten a few tufts of fur and blood splatters as the brute escaped the snare that entangled his hind legs just moments from his demise.
Time had passed very slowly from there on. The male quietly venturing deeper into the savannah, until one day, he'd found himself face to face with a brute from another pride. In an instant, claws were drawn, and Chausiku fought as viciously as he'd been taught. His victory had been spectated, and from there he was granted the opportunity to join a new clan, well, a new prison. Uncertain with the ruthlessness, the male carefully declined and moved on, where he continues to travel.
Family Tree
Hasnaa - mother - unknown
Badru - father - deceased
Furaha - sister - unknown
Sauda - sister - unknown
Sample Post Night had arose, and the moon clung to it's black tapestry, shrouding the land in a silver sheen. The spiderwebbed silhouettes of the surrounding acacia trees created a mystifying atmosphere that one would certainly be drawn to. Chausiku was one of these beings, and his massive form could be spotted lounging against the surface of a flat rock. His eyes were closed, though the tip of his tail danced to the harmony of the chirping crickets.
The frosted spots that adorned his pelt seemed to glow in the moon's luminosity, giving him a celestial appearance. His eyes opened then, and from his gaze, a galaxy erupted. Silver eyes twinkled, just as the stars did, dark lashes deepening the depth of his gaze. Such a peaceful setting, one that never lasted very long for the dark furred beast.
Name: Chausiku
Meaning: born at night
Species
Barbary
---
Origin
OC
Territory
The open road
Status
Loner
History Born into royalty, Chausiku was always meant to lead. Being the first born, his future had been laid out before him the moment his eyes opened. His siblings, Furaha and Sauda, princesses of the pride, never much cared for their stoic sibling. In fact, the whole pride seemed to consolidate the prince. Any group would part and carve a path for him anywhere he went. At first, it seemed almost godly. Then it became terribly lonesome. His entire adolescence was bred of silence. Silence and vicious training methods.
As adulthood hit, and the night before his position as king was installed, he simply, left. Being a loner, however, is one of the most ruthless lifestyles to live. The perils of the wild adorn this great beast's hide. Poaching, whereas it may not have tainted every region of the territory, is still a very real threat. Chausiku himself had been lanced by the poacher's tricks and snares. For days they'd stalked the dark furred lion, hoping to harvest his mane and pelt, which would be of tremendous value. Though instead, they'd only gotten a few tufts of fur and blood splatters as the brute escaped the snare that entangled his hind legs just moments from his demise.
Time had passed very slowly from there on. The male quietly venturing deeper into the savannah, until one day, he'd found himself face to face with a brute from another pride. In an instant, claws were drawn, and Chausiku fought as viciously as he'd been taught. His victory had been spectated, and from there he was granted the opportunity to join a new clan, well, a new prison. Uncertain with the ruthlessness, the male carefully declined and moved on, where he continues to travel.
Family Tree
Hasnaa - mother - unknown
Badru - father - deceased
Furaha - sister - unknown
Sauda - sister - unknown
Sample Post Night had arose, and the moon clung to it's black tapestry, shrouding the land in a silver sheen. The spiderwebbed silhouettes of the surrounding acacia trees created a mystifying atmosphere that one would certainly be drawn to. Chausiku was one of these beings, and his massive form could be spotted lounging against the surface of a flat rock. His eyes were closed, though the tip of his tail danced to the harmony of the chirping crickets.
The frosted spots that adorned his pelt seemed to glow in the moon's luminosity, giving him a celestial appearance. His eyes opened then, and from his gaze, a galaxy erupted. Silver eyes twinkled, just as the stars did, dark lashes deepening the depth of his gaze. Such a peaceful setting, one that never lasted very long for the dark furred beast.
Okay, anyone is up for a plot?
