[OOC] A Long Way From Home --Kissy's Journal

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A Mask to Hide the Fury

| Basic Info |

Name: Embamba
Meaning: ?
Parents:
_____+ Mother: Lpogi-Deceased
_____+ Father: ?-Deceased
Siblings:
_____+ N/A
Mate:
_____+ Ndege(Ieeko Takeru)
Offspring:
_____+ Kimya'asikari(Skyefenyx)
_____+ Barazahi(lightwolf)
_____+ Ata'Jasisi(wooga paes)
Pride: Mteo'nyungu
Position in pride: Huntress
Personality Overview: Generally considered Meek and mild, Embamba... actually is, for the most part. Being treated like a china-doll her entire life actually had a reverse affect on her than it would most--she's generally quiet and reserved, and always wants to be as helpful to those around her as possible, rather than bratty or spoiled. When a temper does strike her, the lioness generally talks herself out of it, or at least tries. Current events are pushing her to what may be the breaking point, however.

Obtained: Dec 06

 

[Kisoni]

..//RPs
* = indicates completion
^ = indicated abandonment
Strike = Used for Breeding

Southlands:
A Night's Escape *
An Afternoon Patrol ^
Weary Worries *
Oh How They Grow ^
Can you say Awkward? *
A Parent's Burden

Mteo:
Intertwining Paths ^
The Followers of the Bubbling Pot <--- home coming biggrin
Grandma!
Sweet Silence

Open RPs: 4
Completed: 3
Abandoned: 3
Total: 10

 

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...//History

When the great plague hit Mteo'nyungu, the death toll was large. So large the ancient ritual of thought-blood letting upon a lion's death led to a red stain permanently left between the trees to mark the entrance to the den. Many lions worried for their health, and that of their children or mates.

Embama was a frail lioness, so frail she had never been allowed to hunt, and fears for her health were extreme. As a cousin of Warithi, the heir, she was of royal blood, and after the deaths of Warithi's sisters, next in line should Warithi die of the plague. Her mate, Ndege, asked, and was permitted, permission to take Embamba away until the illness passed, swearing to return. With them they took Angusho and Chuguu, a Shujaa to keep them safe, and an Msaka to feed the party.

Unfortunately, they got lost, never having left the Mteo'nyungu lands before. Though now on their way back, their prolonged absence has meant that the rest of the pride thinks them dead, and have mourned their passing. It is time for their return, both to the pride, and to life.



 

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..//Family and Friends..

Ndege: The love of her life, Ndege is quite like Embamba in his ways. Their calm thoughtfulness keeps their relationship free of dramatic clutter, for the most part, and their never ending respect for one another keeps them a partnership rather than dictatorship. In a fashion, they seem rather cold towards one another, as neither delights too much in public signs of affection, but they seem to be perfectly happy with one another.
Kimya'asikari:he's like his father's son. He's trying to prove himself to be a good protector and is constantly trying to make his father proud, especially in his father's presence. He really cares about his mother and siblings, though sometimes he can be rather dense. He likes to joke around about things and make bad situations better, but he has a serious side that pops up when need be. He's really a typical boy teenager most of the time, though he really respects his duty to his family and the pride.
Ata'Jasisi: Ata is a pretty witty, and is always sure to keep her confidence up in the air, she wants to make sure her whole family is happy, and wants to mae everyone in the pride proud too, but she's rather laid back, and is never entirely serious, treating life as if it were a game. She's always there, teasing, playing and making the best of time, when troubled, hides it untill she's happy again.
Barazahi:She's fairly vain, always worrying about her beauty, but overall a very sweet girl. She doesn't really want to go back to her pride because she's content with her life in the roguelands, but knows the pride needs her, and will go back without too much complaint.
Angusho: One of the two protectors of her family, with whom Embamba shares a courteous, respectful relationship.
 

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..//Art Gallery

Official:

Cert


Kissy:




Others:  

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...//Currently


Finally home in Mteo; trying to relax and recover.

 

[Kisoni]

[Entry for Embamba-- i couldn't resist xp ]

It was bitter-sweet, wasn't it? The silence seemed to agree. Embamba's ears flicked back against her skull and her tail twitched with the impatience in her heart. It wasn't the Msaka she waited for, or her own cubs to return from their play with the unsettlingly dark twins her cousin's mate had birthed, that was the reason for her impatience. No, the reason was much closer than that... one could say she was right on top of it. Laying beside the tree of the Msaka had seemed like a good place for thinking, especially considering the topic her thoughts continued to return to. Beneath her, the red stain of those gone before burned into her flesh to fuel the mind-numbing whispers of treachery she'd begun to hate herself for.

How she wished she could hunt.

Maybe she could. Embamba's tail lashed against the earth and rock, though she was careful to keep it from touching the stained sand and sacred tree. They had never given her a chance to find out, had they? The resentment of that had been hers to bear for as long as she could remember. True, there was the fact that she got dizzy at random, usually inconvient, times, and there were times where she hadn't the strength to lift her own body, much less an antelope carcass. That didn't mean there weren't good days, too! Today was one of them, and Embamba wasn't in the mood to be kind about her musings.

If she were hunting, she wouldn't have time to ponder things such as where her life was going, or what use she was to those she loved. True, she had given Ndege a strong son and two beautiful girls--the one thing she'd ever done that she could be wholeheartedly proud of. But one act in an entire lifetime? What was one thing in comparison to the knowledge that she would be forever doomed to the mercies of her relatives. Especially now that what should have been her greatest glory was stripped from her... by a pair of half-bloods.

The growl that issued from her throat startled even her into lifting both head and ear in surprise. Silence--glorious silence--settled into her head, remaining there for a long moment. A stray wind blew, wrapping itself about her and blowing her fur to remind her that she wasn't a statue. Twitching one of her ears away from the sudden chill it brought, Embamba lowered her head once more over her paws. Though she didn't close her eyes, she certainly wasn't focusing on anything before her, and once more those treacherous thoughts returned.

She wished her cousin dead.

No, more than that. She wished the death of him, his alien mate, and both their ill-begotten young.

The horror of that truth, even one admitted so privatly, was one that made her fur stand on end and skin prickle with disgust. Was she so power hungry as this? In truth, Embamba had never had no desire to be Kaimu, her only desire in all of this had been to be something. She'd found that wish fullfilled in being sent to insure the continuation of their pride. For the long time they'd been away, that was what had kept her going. The times she had held their group up for days because she had been too weak to go on, she had had the knowledge that she provided hope for them, rather than being a burden. When she had been pregnant and unable to travel at all--no matter that they were surrounded by heathens and lesser beings at all turns--the knowledge that what she carried in her was for her pride as much as her family had saved her from the darkest of internal shadows. Now what did she have?

She had her mate, for that she was grateful, and three wonderful children who were accepted readily into the pride though they'd not had the benefit of birth rights. But what purpose did she play? A whisper behind her ear told her that she was being ungrateful. Everyone was looking out for her and protecting her out of love. They had no reason to carry her, as useless as she was, but they did. That thought should have been comforting, but it wasn't.

A sigh ran the course of her lanky body and her eyes closed. She was feeling sick again; those loathed waves of nausia lapped upon her body like a familiar shore, slowly erroding away the sands until nothing but the smallest island was left. Soon, not even that.  

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Coming soon

| Basic Info |

Name: Ukatazaji
Meaning: Denial
Parents:
_____+ Mother:
_____+ Father:
Siblings:
_____* Ushuafu (DFA)
_____* Audilifu (DFA)
Mate:
_____+ N/A
Offspring:
_____+
Pride: N/A
Position in pride: Huntress
Personality Overview:
Ukatazaji is a singularly precarious being. Ever fluctuating beliefs make his thought process hard to follow, and more often than not his actions take a completely unpredictable shift halfway through. Wether there is reason behind his rhyme is a question no one has ever been able to answer, though many have tried.

One could call Ukata a habitual lier, one could call him crazy; no matter the explanation you pick, there is one constant truth: Ukatazaji is the most disagreeable being you're likely to meet. Never agreeing with anything another says about his own person, Ukata could deny that air is good for a living creature until his own fur turned blue. To some extreame, it is often joked among those who know him that the lion's death will never be, for in the event he would be killed, Ukata's single-minded denial of that fact would surely turn him into the living dead. Perhaps its already happened, and no one is the wiser.

This contradictory existance keeps him as the bane of most sane creatures, though those with good humor might stand him for a time. More annoying to most is Ukata's steadfast seriousness. Jokes, the rare ones that are made, are even kept in a serious tone. Still, there remains some debate that Ukata's entire seriousness is his own way of a joke. Surely, if asked, he'd deny it.

Obtained: LTB from Dec 06, official image pending

 

[Kisoni]

..//RPs..
* = indicates Completion
^ = indicates Abandoned RP
Strike = Used for Breeding

Uknown Location:
A Step Back in Time *

PrideLands, border:
For me to Know *
Cubs of Many Colours ^
Logical Insanity

Open RPs: 1
Completed: 2
Abandoned: 1
Total: 4

 

[Kisoni]

...//History

History: Ukata's parentage is unknown, at least his blood parentage. As a cub he was adopted into the litter with Ushuafu and Audilifu. Growing up with them was interesting, to say the least, until all three went their seperate ways. Ukata has spent most of his time traveling about, wandering from pride to pride and messing with as many creatures heads as possible.

Full Concept  

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..//Family and Friends..

Ushuafu: Ukata's adopted "young brother." The God of Deception, Denial and he get along rather amicably, when they're not not toying with one anothers conceptions of reality.
Audilifu: Ukata's adopted sister, though they don't designate an age relationship between themselves. Despite the clash between their worlds, Ukata seems to feel a little more deeply for this lovely female than he should, though he knows they will never be.
Muhali: Originally a friend of Audilifu's, she arranged a meeting between them that has left them known of their kindrid spirits. Hali has now taken to following Ukata about, a fact that he has no problems with.  

[Kisoni]

..//Art Gallery

Official:


Kissy:


Concept Sketch


Others:  

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...//Currently


Coming Soon

 

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