Royal FamilyChief:
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There are things we should not mess with. These visitors are simply another for the list.
Full Name: Nikaria
Age: 46
Species: African Wild Dog
Personality:
Serious, strict, and yet compassionate. She cares for all in her village, prepared to die for the smallest soul. But she hates outsiders. Especially the humans. But she is ready to face the inevitable confrontation. She is especially worried about her son, Droka. She dreads whenever he's in the forest alone, fearing he will be hurt or killed, leaving her throne up for anyone to take.
Occupation: Chief, Guardian of All.
Special Skills: Beast Taming
Background:
Nikaria didn't start as royalty. She was just a simple girl, striving to become a warrior. And yet time after time she failed. But as she continued to be knocked down again and again, there watched an old leopard. He was getting on in his years and saw just how stubborn she was. One day, he took her aside after her latest failure and patched her up. He then offered her an apprenticeship. She was surprised to find out what it was. A beast tamer. But she agreed to try it.
And what a world opened up to her! She became well known for her skills with the feral beasts of their lands, excelling up until the death of her master. And upon his grave was where she met her mate. The prince of the last chief. He comforted her, stayed by her, and eventually they were married. Such a glorious wedding it was! But as much as a great blessing the ceremony was, their bond dissolved.
Her mate, once getting the throne, seemed to forget about her. He was so wrapped up in his work and out scouting their lands that he was never home, leaving the queen to find other means. And did she make a find. On a walk i the forest, she ran into a handsome young wolf. She was so taken by his words and flattery and the kindness he showed her. All that led to a night that would spin her life around. After she returned to the royal home, the chief could tell immediately of her straying. He cursed her, striking her across the cheek, leaving three scars from her jaw to just under her eye. And the chief left, leaving her to rule.
But she had become pregnant from that night with the wolf. Soon bearing her son Droka. But no matter the odd looks she got, she raised the boy as she would a regular prince. She vowed to raise him proper so that he may take her throne one day.
Likes:
- Tea
- Fruit
- Walks in the forest
Dislikes:
- Outsiders
- People who do not respect nature
- Being stressed from work
Player: Riding_The_Stars
Prince:
Enjoy life and live fruitful, just don't anger the prince...Full Name:
Droka
Age:
Twenty Five
Species:
Wolf
Personality:
Droka is a kind man. As long as you stay on his good side. He can have a bit of a temper. He's very fair in all his decisions and thinks before acting, most of the time. Well, only when it come to official business. He is very adventurous and daring. That's when his instinct takes over and he acts before thinking. Droka is caring of others. He tries not to hold grudges and become friends with everyone. That doesn't always go the way he wants though. He's bound to make a few enemies. He is a little mischievous but does take fault, not taking advantage of him being a prince to get away with everything. He faces the consequences.
Occupation:
He's the Prince, there's not much he has to do. Though, he does like to help his tribe, doing odd jobs.
Special Skills:
Well, taught himself a few things. The rest is just instinct.
Background:
Droka was born prince of his tribe. Though, he isn't a full blood prince. The past chief was technically not his father. Seems his mother had some problems with her husband. They had a huge fight as she went off. That's when she met Droka's real father. A good look, sweet talkin' wolf. And the chief's wife was one of the most beautiful women in the tribe. The male took her by his sweet words and, well, it's easy to see how that ended. After that fling, she returned to her husband, keeping her affair a secret. But, how can one do that when everyone is an animal. The chief should have been able to smell another's scent on her. She acted as if it was nothing. Then, she was pregnant with Droka. By then, there were rumors spreading about the chief's wife's betrayal. So that led to people talking about whether or not Droka was the chief's son or not.
So, Droka's life was actually a little tough at first. Especially since his father left his mother to rule alone before his birth because of her betrayal. It was easy to tell that Droka was not the same species as his 'father'. But his mother accepted him anyway, keeping him and raising him as any proper heir. Droka was thankful for that. She was the one one who didn't give up on him. As he grew up, he proved everyone wrong. He showed what an amazing prince he could be, even if he wasn't full blood. He got his looks from his biological father, so he was pretty damn sexy. He caught the eye of every young girl in the tribe. Even some of the older ones.
When Droka was twelve, he ventured to the woods. He loved exploring and the excitement of a hunt. So he decided to go out by himself, armed with the bow and arrows and spear he was given for his birthday, his little pet and fateful companion, Spark, coming along. While pursuing his prey, he made a mistake. The beast turned the tables on him and the young lad became it's prey. The things had massive, razor sharp claws, and one of them reached Droka who had been knocked down. It caught him in the eye. He came home, crying. There wasn't much they could do to heal his eye so he was rendered blind. The prince over came that obstacle. His other senses were sharper than ever, making him a better hunter and tracker. Besides that, he learned to do much more. He would watch the other people of the village work. He could make and fix any weapon, tame almost any beast he needed, and so on and so forth. Not saying that he's perfect though. He does have his faults, as all people do.
Likes:
-Sweet fruits
-Exploring
-His mother
-Helping others
Dislikes:
-Intruders
-Those who disapprove him
-Holding grudges
-Staying still for too long
Player:
Flowers_Of_Eros
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