Name:
Katenka
Age:
13 Years Old
Gender:
Female
Rank:
Lone Lioness
Desired Rank:
Death
Appearance:
Katenka is most definitely not the lioness she once was, age having sunk its claws into her and refusing to let go. Her fur is much duller then it once was, skin and jowls hanging lower then those of a younger female. Her nose is dark with age, and her head is broad and flat, as that happens with age, and her body is nowhere near the peak performance it was years ago, although her muscles have not completely deteriorated. Her teeth are yellow and worn, unable to properly hunt for herself due to them, and she relies on the kindness of others or scavenging to keep herself going.
In her prime, Katenka was on the larger side for a lioness, standing at 3'7" at the shoulder, and weighing 360 pounds on a good day. Now, she tends to weigh less and slouch rather than stand at her full height. The first thing that many notice about the female is the large amount of scarring on her body. From her many, many years as a huntress and Queen, Katenka has grown a large array of them all across her figure. Her ears are tattered and worn, her teeth worn down, yellow, or otherwise broken, and her eyes a glossier hazel-green then they were in her younger years.
In this RP, Katenka is going to be rather heavily wounded. She has been on her own for about two weeks, so scrapes have healed and most of her medium wounds have scabbed over, but her deeper wounds will take another week or so to fully scab over [so they have begun doing so] and longer to fully heal.
Personality:
Intelligent || Perceptive || Cold || Opinionated || Near Fearless || Observant || Wise || Grumpy || Rough Outer Shell, Mildly Softer Underneath || Kinda Like a Cactus And Its Flower || Old Lady
Katenka is not who she used to be.
In her younger years, she was kind, gracious, loving and trusting to any and all that befell her presence. It got her hurt more times then she could count, and so her walls formed with bricks of agony, trusting only those that proved to have the ability to scale them. She remained warm for most of her life, but eventually the warmth dimmed until she could only spare it for her pride, her family, those she loved with all her heart.
Now, she is grumpy at best, and violent at worst. Forever opinionated, if she has something to say, she'll rarely hold her tongue. What has she to fear for sharing her opnions? Punishment? Death? It is coming for her anyway, why delay it through cowardice? She has existed too long and seen too much shit to fear the likes of those around her.
She has a habit of keeping everyone at arms length emotionally, only allowing those that prove to mean no harm beyond her walls, to allow them to see the mushy, squished heart that hides beneath her thorns. Of those people, Katenka is protective, more than willing to put herself and her life at risk for the sake of theirs.
Having spent many years as a huntress and a Queen, Katenka is extremely observant. Where her body has dulled, her mind has sharpened, and things rarely go beyond her notice anymore. Likewise, she is wise, often having advice to give if someone were to ask. Opinions she may share, advice, not so much. One must ask her direct questions to recieve true advice.
Crush:
Deceased.
Mate:
Deceased.
Cubs:
Mandlenkosi, her adult son, played by Imperial Sands.
Kin:
None.
Affiliations:
TBD.
History:
The Ayubu Pride, a pride far from here, once had a Great Queen, an aging female by the name of Katenka. She had ruled for much of her life, taking over as her aunts heir at the age of Four Years Old. It had been a long Nine Years since then, and none saw fit to overthrow her until the end of her reign.
A young female sought a challenge, and Katenka knew instantly that her time as Queen had come to an end. Still, the elder fought valiantly, and had support of many of the pride members behind her. Predictably, she lost, and the young female banished the wounded elder from their territory, in case the pride overthrew her and put Katenka back on the throne.
She does not blame the young female, but she is now alone and wounded in a world that is far from forgiving, and sincerely believes she will die. Not necessarily from her injuries, they have begun healing, and not from starvation, she has been scavenging. But she sincerely believes some predator will find her as an easy pickings and end her suffering.
Other:
Spring Month: 1 
Night 
Clear Moon: 
