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 Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 10:49 am
[LITTLE GIRL PLZ]
Name: Nebit
Meaning: Leopard
Future Rank: Guardian
Personality: Nebit is very quiet, almost to the point were some think she is mute. Its not that she is, its just that she won't speak unless she has something worth saying on the matter. She's found that your silence can speak as loud as your words can. She knows she wants to be more then a hunter some day, that she wants to be a Guardian, but she is fairly sure that all brawn and no brain is not the way to do it, so while you can find her sometimes joining in her her brother's Stjorn unending exercise routine, you can also find her lingering with the scribes, balancing both mind and body. Perhaps a little too serious for a cub, Nebit walks her own path, not sure where exactly it where lead her, but she knows that some how it is being guided Anhur, the god of war and hunters. Solitary though she may be, she is still very protective of her siblings, especially Kuoaih.
Any plot ideas?: Nebit is going to need someone to show her that life is a gift, that it is not all drive and determination. That the Gods breathed into her something more precious then just protecting the Pride, that they gave her laughter, and stolen moments of joy that can come not just from the warmth of her family, but from outside as well. She needs some one to lead her by the paw and show her that beauty that surrounding the temple past the river, and maybe, just maybe find that the Gods also gave her the ability to love.
A mentor would be nice, someone who sees the determination and drive in the young cub that they can mold into a good Guardian and Huntress, someone that would be a strong paw to protect the Pride should there ever be a need to and to watch fro signs of that need.
A fight, a true fight, with one of her siblings that leaves her estranged from this sibling for long period of time, maybe to the point where if this sibling is visiting family she is not and perhaps vice-versa. The type of fight that gets mom and dad involved and maybe an outside party to fix it or it is one that lasts their whole lives.
Do you have any Dawnwalkers?One Unlined
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 9:32 am
[LITTLE BOY PLZ] Name: Darwishi
Meaning: Saint
Future Rank: Artisan
Personality: Darwishi is one of those cubs that is seemingly born enlightened. Despite not being as big or strong as Stjórn he's going to have a natural affinity in fighting. Unfortunately, he hates violence of any kind. He doesn't find it useful and when he looses his temper he walks away from the stimulus to cool down and try to think rationally about it instead of lashing out.
He cares very deeply for his twin Kouaih, more so then his other siblings. He feels as though they are not only twins in body, but in soul as well. He's not easily intimidated, but he is soft spoken as well. He's incredibly gentle and is quite willing to be the agony aunt of the children, listening to his siblings' problems and suggesting surprisingly good advice, if only they'd listen. He's an old soul and spends life observing.
Prompt Number: 2
Prompt Response: It was just after "Hunting and Survival 101" when Darwishi spotted his youngest sibling, Ulduar being cornered by two older cubs. They were bigger, stronger and mean looking. The situation was looking bad. Stjórn and Sambas were nowhere to be seen, not even Almennt was available. Not that he approved of their methods, but even they would be better for the situation then he would. He nudged Kouaih so that he'd see the situation, "Go get one of our teachers please." With back up now on the way Darwishi trotted over to try and smooth the situation.
When he arrived he heard the other cubs teasing Ulduar about how different he looked from the rest of their siblings. Well that was hardly his fault. Sillies. When the teasing got physical with bumps and jars to shoulders Darwishi sped up his pace and wriggled his way between his brother and his tormenters. "Excuse me, but leave my brother alone. We all like his markings and we're not worried about him looking different." He tried to be polite.
It didn't work, the two cubs would not let the situation go. Darwishi intercepted any buffets or shoves from the other cubs. He was better able to handle the force brought down on Ulduar, so he took the bullying in his place, more violence would not solve this properly. He kept trying to talk them down from their hurtful teasing until a teacher arrived to put a stop to it. No matter how many bruises he received he still didn't raise a paw against them.
Any plot ideas?: conflicts with Stjórn over violence. Twin time with Kouiah, maybe finding that they're not completely alike. Dealing with the girl twins' sense of rivalry (if they wind up having it), hurting someone for the first time with fighting and discovering that violence only begets more violence, discovering a love of crafting jewelry and art and maybe interactions with people who know that he has fighting skills and are disappointed that he wants to do crafting instead...
Do you have any Dawnwalkers? Nub-Nofre---------------------------------------------------------------------------- [LITTLE GIRL PLZ] Name: Mafuane
Meaning: Soil
Future Rank: Nanny
Personality: Mafuane is a total girly girl. She doesn't like getting dirty, or in trouble. She'll be thinking boys have cooties (especially her brothers) until she gets older and then will be thinking of very little else but boys. She wants to be a mother and to be taken care of. She loves following Sambas around as he'll protect her from anything and he's the oldest so she looks up to him a lot.
She finds Almennt to be horrifyingly masculine and wants to primp her something awful. Sambas and Stjórn (and Daddy, of course) are how males are supposed to be, strong and brave. Despite finding them somehow less for being shy or studious, Mafuane does love Kuoaih and Ulduar. She can appreciate that they think before they act.
Any plot ideas?: She wants a big gushy romance in her future (once boys stop having cooties) I'd like for her to either fall for one of those manly types and see how that plays out (either in heartache for her or justified smugness) or for her to fall for a scholar type and be very confused as to why she feels that way.
Either way, she'll be boy crazy towards the tail end of her juve stage and there will likely be all sorts of girly hijinks going on.
Do you have any Dawnwalkers? Nub-Nofre
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 9:41 am
[LITTLE BOY PLZ]
Name: R'ad {rye-d... though there's a bit of a throaty sound in the middle. HARD TO EXPLAIN ARABIC SOUNDS. 8U }
Meaning: Thundaaaa! {thunder. }
Future Rank: Guardian
Personality: R'ad is confident, charismatic, polite, and equally gentle as he is protective. Very much prince like. He holds a very calm and mellow air to him. Carefree, if you will. He loves his family immensely, and holds great pride in them. He's a strong fellow too, with a rather broad build, and bulky muscles. Training with his father and brother are something he does daily, as he will find out early in life that he wants to become a guardian to not only protect the family he loves, but the rest of his pride.
Prompt Number: 1 with a bit of 4
Prompt Response: The unyielding, and merciless sun was probably only appreciated by a few. R'ad happened to be one of them. It's power was evident, and unwaning. Constant and consistent. It warmed his fur, and his paws from the sand. In such a state, the cub was even more lax than he usually was, in essence, basking in the source of heat in all it's glory. He was amazed that even the wind was embraced by the bright light, causing the few breeze's that would tumble by lazily to ruffle his snowy white hair, and left feathery kisses to his face. Truly a magnificent day. It was on such day's that the cub would reside in the more mountainous regions of the pride's territory; under supervision, of course. With these prolonged hot days, that seemed much more common as of late, also came the possibilities of fainting, fatigue, and dehydration. He didn't stray far at all, mostly playing along the side of the mountain's, and the large rock deposit's that were nestled there. They provided shade as well which was a major plus.
Most of his siblings were with him too, pouncing on desperately retreating lizards and beetles that wanted nothing to do with a pair of paw's, claws and teeth. An amused look contorted onto the olive green cub's face, adoring his family internally. At the current moment he'd stationed himself half in the cover of a large jutted rock slab, his backside protected, and being exposed to the sun's ray's, his front half. Laying in his usual regal position, he took the liberty to really evaluate his fellow litter mates. His identical twin, to be exact. Such a precious brother he was, indeed. So gentle, and timid. R'ad had instantly felt the need to protect the reserved cub, not only out of instinct, but also from the deep connection he shared with him. They held the same markings, yes. But they were almost completely opposite in the personality department! Regardless, he felt it his duty and honor to look after his twin. Rising onto his paws, he stretched, back arching, tail curling, paws kneading, before he fluffed himself out, and casually strode over to the wilted cub who was hiding in the shade a bit of a way's from where R'ad had taken to. In truth, he enjoyed his twin's company. The energy and vibe projected only aided to his already mellow demeanor. It also brought out that affectionate side of him, very commonly seen snuggling, nuzzling, and grooming the meek brother. It was with him that he was closest to in the family.
With his approach, brilliant blue eyes intent on Kuoaih, he could tell that his other half had picked up on his advance. R'ad received that common bashful smile that was usually given to him, returning a laid-back one in return. Once within range, he tenderly nuzzled against the cream cheek of his twin, a purr starting to rumble in his chest in greeting. Words weren't needed. The affection was returned and R'ad proceeded to nuzzle an ear, and soon after begin grooming it. The rest of his body turned and shifted so as to align next to his brother, settling onto his haunches, tail curving to wrap around the other cub. Another purr, subtle, and reserved began to build, he could hear, making his smile grow. With the ear as clean as a tongue could make it, R'ad gave a few nosing's to it before pulling back to take a look at his twin. He seemed in a good mood, that small smile remaining on his features. That was good to see.
Simply relishing the quiet understanding between the two of them, his eyes flickered back to the rest of his brothers and sisters, noticing the other set of twin's that'd been born into the litter. In fact, it was interesting enough to say that Almennt and he weren't all too different. But there were enough difference's to make them very distinguishable individuals. She was very robust. Brazen, even. Perhaps the only thing the two opposing twin's shared was their fierce protective natures that was heavily geared towards their family. But R'ad found her to be entertaining, to say in the least. She had plenty of spirit and confidence, and that was to be commended. He also wasn't as competitive as she. Sure he loved fun and games, but in the end, it didn't matter whether he won or lost... unless it was in terms of defending his family... then he was a totally different beast. Asides from that, he didn't feel compelled to try and steal her spotlight. He was content with his role and place in the family.
Any plot ideas?: Uhmm... not really. Those develop once I actually start rping. But i would like for him to be one to defend his siblings should they get picked on. Maybe that could happen?
Do you have any Dawnwalkers? nope! Have always wanted one!
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 9:44 am
[LITTLE BOY PLZ]
Name: Jeta
Meaning: Lazy bones in Swahili
Future Rank: A soldier on the battle field of looooove!
lol. Just kidding. I'm between Guardian and Priest with an emphasis on healing like his mother. I'm not sure which. I think both would work well into the ideas that I have planned for him.
Personality: Think smart, not hard. Is Jeta's general philosophy. He tends to be a pretty clever little guy who uses his brain to get around problems others might solve with brute force. Usually by conning someone else into doing the work for him. That's not to say he's particularly adverse to physical labor, but Jeta tends to have little in the way of motivation. Preferring the life relaxed life of a lounge lizard. There's only one thing in life that keeps Jeta from being a complete waste of space. Girls.
Jeta would and often does do anything to please and impress them! When given a pretty lioness as motivation he has proven there is very little he can't accomplish once he sets his mind to it. They're the source of his strength and determination and given that he tries so hard for them he can't really be bothered to waste his energy elsewhere.
His efforts aren't for nothing either as this suave casanova rarely goes anywhere without a few lady friends at his side, swooning over this handsome crooner. Oh yea, Jeta can sing like a lark and has definitely considered taking up the practice of an Artisan if only to become the first rockstar in the Tuait.. anything that will continue to curry favor with the girls. So Dads, you best watch out for this one!
Besides being more than a little girl crazy and chronically lazy when it doesn't involve doing something that isn't directly motivated by girls, Jeta is an open book. He's real and generally tells it like it is, though he tries not to be hurtful you can trust him to be honest. Sometimes he can be a bit of a wiseass, but he's never blatantly disrespectful. He loves his family, even though he may wish that certain siblings were part of a different family at times, and he wouldn't change the life he's been given for anything. Indulging in the finer things in life is just his way of saying thanks to Mom and Pop for raising him in such a great place--even if it does get a little dry and dusty sometimes!
Prompt Number: 3
Prompt Response:
“Wake up, let’s go!” Jeta was awoken abruptly from his pleasant dreams of spending the afternoon amongst a small flock swooning girls by a heavy paw squashing his head. Such an oafish greeting could have stemmed from one of two sources and since he was pretty certain he hadn’t done anything—of late—to warrant such abuse from Almennt that left only his brother, Stjórn.
This realization made apparent the third youngest son of Mana and Taiga grimaced under the weight of his brother and attempted to squirm away. Muttering groggily, “Go bother Sambas, I was just getting to the good part. Mhhnn.. ladies, ladies.. there’s enough Jeta to go around…”
He should have known better than to expect that such a weak resistance would have worked against his hard-headed older brother. The brute wasn’t the sort to give in the fight so easily and a hearty shove this time completely broke the spell of Jeta’s blissful fantasy. “It’s your sorry butt that needs the exercise. Now get up!”
“Nnghh..” Grunting in displeasure blue eyes opened rather suddenly to peer up at Stjórn from where he lay on his back. A bit disgruntled to find the very same gaze staring down at him. “You’re a real piece of work, you know that? Just ‘cause I look like you doesn’t mean I have to look like you. Get it? Now shove off.”
Jeta was starting to get pissed. He wasn’t sure how anyone could stand his brother for long periods of time and was thankful that he had enough brothers and sisters to keep the exercise freak preoccupied most of the time. Not to say that he didn’t love Stjórn, but hell if he wasn’t more annoying than an itch you couldn’t quite reach. To the slug-like youth’s dismay, his brother wasn’t giving up this time and what was normally a battle of wills had suddenly become a battle of cunning. Stjórn was prepared today.
“You’d be better off if you looked like me.” He stated plainly with a shrug of his shoulders as if this statement were simply a fact that both knew to be true. Continuing benevolently, “How about this? Race me. If you win I’ll give you anything you want. If you lose, you have to train with me for an entire week.”
“Ccht.. can’t you take a..” Jeta began to speak up tightly before he interrupted his own train of thought. “Wait.. anything?”
Stjórn nodded with a cool confidence.
“Alright. Deal.” The flora green cub purred as he rolled swiftly onto his paws. “If I win.. you’ll introduce me to those girls you and your older friends hang around with!”
“Pfft.. fine.” Underneath the agreement there seemed to be a condescending tone. One that suggested the lionesses would want nothing to do with a scrawny punk like Jeta, but it didn’t matter much. Stjórn was going to win anyway. This would be easier than finding sand in the desert.
Of course, if Jeta noticed any such condescending undertones, he made no indication of it. Flicking his tail with a dry smile, “We race tonight then? At dusk?”
“I’m going to wipe the temple floor with your face! Just wait!” Was the zealous response of Jeta’s star-marked kin. He wouldn’t have expected anything less as he watched the dark maned figure turn to strut away, surely to go exercise until he collapsed as he did every other day. Jet snorted derisively. That ego was going to be the end of him.
Any plot ideas?: Of course!
@Jeta is stuck between a lot of different ranks right now. As a youth the decision of what he'd like to be when he grows up will definitely be based on what he thinks will pull in the most attention from the ladies. An Artisan is probably his first choice. However as he grows (and matures) I'd like him to wind up in a situation where someone close to him is injured and he's left feeling a sense of helplessness. This would help to spur him into getting serious about his future career path. He would decide that he wants to be someone that will be of use in that situation either to help prevent it from happening (which would probably nudge him towards becoming a Guardian) or to be able to help fix it once it has (which would push him more towards becoming a medic like mom).
@Jeta loves the ladies. He enjoys talking to them, laughing with them, being the shoulder they cry on, the rock that supports them and sometimes even the punching bag to take their frustrations out on (and not to mention other things, heh, close your ears mom and dad you didn't hear this!). He treats every one of them as if they were special and they are! The only problem with this is.. in a pride where polygamy is frowned upon.. how can he choose only one? Jeta doesn't necessarily mean to be a player, but he can't help himself. He loves everything about the Tuait lionesses and has ever since he was little. I predict a lot of trouble for Jeta when it comes to love, though I'm not sure in exactly what form this trouble will present itself..
Do you have any Dawnwalkers? Two lined (Bekh-pena & Jua Msaka) and one non-lined (Beltaine).
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 11:14 am
Over!
This closed 13 minutes ago. Mia and I will be going through the entries tonight and pick the winners.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 11:00 pm
Winners! The boy to Kamileunaire~The girl to ShinyObsessed~--- The following people are welcome to custom into the litter using regular monthly customs (not breeding custom-ins) if they so wish to. Randoms as well as cosplays are actually welcome as both breeding custom-ins are cosplays! (If the random or cosplay looking nothing like the parents, I'd at least like to be told about it before it's entered.)
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 11:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 11:19 pm
Thank you both and congratz to all :3
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 11:19 pm
biggrin Thanks Quaji and Mia! I really look forward to playing her!
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 11:27 pm
Oh yeah, Can we get the uncerts please? *can't wait to add Mafuane to journal*
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 12:48 am
OH MY GOD KJDSFJKLFDKJFDS THIS IS THE BEST NIGHT OF MY WEEK THANK YOOOUUU ;_____; I CANNOT WAIT TO RP
WHERE DO I POST INFO AAUGHJNDSKJ *SPAZZ*
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:38 am
Congrats to the winners. :3
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:43 am
Congrats to the Winners! and thank you for letting me monthly custom into your litter if I can get a chance at it.
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