Post by Zira on Jul 20, 2017 2:05:03 GMT
"Is not the point of a game to win?"
Baldr
Meaning
N/A
Species
Lion
Origin
Adopted OC
Territory
Tropical Mountains
Pride/Clan
De Falsis Deis
Status
Prince/Second in Command in Training
History
Born second, Baldr had it pounded in his head he would never see the throne from a young age. No, that title belong to his brother Zues. But the young lion was far from jealous. No, he knew where his strengths lay and it was in strategy, planning and conquering problems. A great fan of puzzles and riddles, the young cub would spend the time he wasn't training to be second in command, planning battle strategies and playing complex games. He was intelligent but loyal and had no interest in usurping his brother's status. Life was a game. He was a player. And he just wanted to win.
Family Tree
Diogenes (father) Hestia (mother) Zeus, Xerxes (Brothers)
Sample Post
Baldr's jaw was askew, one fang jutting out from under his thick lip to his bottom jaw. It was the only thing that gave away his sheer annoyance. Told again that the orders he'd barked out were 'dangerous' or 'faulty' because they endangered the lives of the lions who fought. He blinked slowly before his young voice responded to the scolding. "Is not the point of a game...to win?"
"If you lose lions or get hurt it's a bad win."
He scoffed and gave a throaty laugh. "A bad win?" He said covering his face with his paw and trying to conceal his amused smile. "A bad win? There's no such thing as a bad win! You either win or you lose. Black and white. There is no grey, friend. A win is a win." Thick whip-like tail swung behind him as he wiped the blood from his lip.
"Is this mine?" He asked casually, leaving the speaker baffled by his casual attitude.
Baldr
Meaning
N/A
Species
Lion
Origin
Adopted OC
Territory
Tropical Mountains
Pride/Clan
De Falsis Deis
Status
Prince/Second in Command in Training
History
Born second, Baldr had it pounded in his head he would never see the throne from a young age. No, that title belong to his brother Zues. But the young lion was far from jealous. No, he knew where his strengths lay and it was in strategy, planning and conquering problems. A great fan of puzzles and riddles, the young cub would spend the time he wasn't training to be second in command, planning battle strategies and playing complex games. He was intelligent but loyal and had no interest in usurping his brother's status. Life was a game. He was a player. And he just wanted to win.
Family Tree
Diogenes (father) Hestia (mother) Zeus, Xerxes (Brothers)
Sample Post
Baldr's jaw was askew, one fang jutting out from under his thick lip to his bottom jaw. It was the only thing that gave away his sheer annoyance. Told again that the orders he'd barked out were 'dangerous' or 'faulty' because they endangered the lives of the lions who fought. He blinked slowly before his young voice responded to the scolding. "Is not the point of a game...to win?"
"If you lose lions or get hurt it's a bad win."
He scoffed and gave a throaty laugh. "A bad win?" He said covering his face with his paw and trying to conceal his amused smile. "A bad win? There's no such thing as a bad win! You either win or you lose. Black and white. There is no grey, friend. A win is a win." Thick whip-like tail swung behind him as he wiped the blood from his lip.
"Is this mine?" He asked casually, leaving the speaker baffled by his casual attitude.