Imperial Sands said:

Eon will need his height and weight measurements before he can be accepted.

A R I D A M

Thoughts on Pride Life

He is extremely hesitant towards the idea. It is a complete 180 from what he has known his whole life, and he knows it will not be an easy -- or peaceful -- transition.

Appearance

This male stands at 44 inches and weighs close to 630 pounds. He is all muscle, though it is well hidden by the sheer amount of fluff that covers him. His fur is thick and long, only getting short on the front of his face and on his lower legs. Aridam's left ear is torn and he has several scars decorating his body, though very few are visible -- again, due to his pelt. Long, thick sabers protrude about seven inches, shiny and sharp.

His coat is an average buckskin base, but his face, back, and much of his torso is covered by a darker, sooty gray overlay. Very faint stripes are visible along his dorsal line, and some spotting appears on his legs. Aridam's claws are long and are darker in coloration. His eyes are a vibrant green-yellow with the yellow flecks congregating around his pupils.

Aridam doesn't walk; he prowls. Everything about him screams predator, from his lean muscling to his glaring optics. He is obviously a fighter and he has won his fair share of battles, most of which have ended in another saber being successfully chased from either their own territory or his original piece of land. He is a handsome male, but he isn't the most approachable.

Personality

He is not the most welcoming of creatures. He was raised to survive and thrive, and to do so on his own. Aridam is territorial and a loner to the core; the only exception to this would be his sister, who he cares for very much. If there were another saber to get close to him, he would do the same for them. His sense of morals is his driving characteristic, and as much as he would like to stay out of anyone else's business, if he can be of help he will help. He annoys himself.

Aridam is a skilled hunter and battler. His light, ghostly steps prove extremely helpful in ambushing anything -- prey, intruder, anything. He is smart, too, and his actions are always calculated precisely. He has never had any need to be ambitious, really, but Aridam has successfully expanded his territory by displacing other sabers. It's mostly done so that he can avoid having irritating neighbors and plenty of space for himself.

He is the king of sarcasm and deadpan, monotonous words. Dry humor is the only humor he will register as being amusing, even funny. Everything else just sounds immature to him, and he can get a little judgy of anothe saber because of it. He's a more sober, subtly snarky individual, ambitious but laid back, adventurous but a homebody, dominant but alone.

Brief History

He maintained a territory in one of the last areas to be run out by the terror birds. He was unaware of what was going on until Daeva showed up; unfortunately, he didn't believe that she wasn't exaggerating the situation until the same came to him. Now, he is in the canyon.

Crush: TBD

Mate: Open

Cubs: Open if he has a mate

Affiliations

Daeva - His littermate. They separated for a time but have rejoined given the current circumstances. They are on sibling terms, so there is both a deep bond and extreme frustration.

Other

None

+ Kuruk +

"bear"

Age:

6

Gender:

Male

Thoughts on 'Pride Life'?:

Kuruk dislikes the idea of living with others. He was used to his solitary life-style, and finds it quite uncomfortable to have to share every little thing. This large feline isn’t one to speak his mind publicly, and has decided to go along with things for now.

Size:

Kuruk is a large and bulky boy.

Appearance:

{somewhat wip, the basic info is here, but I might add more}

Kuruk shouldn't be considered a massive male saber, he is, in fact, average. He stands at a solid 40 inches and weighs somewhere around 700 pounds. The bulk of his weight is made up of strictly muscle mass, mainly seen around his neck and legs. The fur that decorates his shoulders and underbelly create the illusion of more mass. He is more fluff than anything, a very obvious sign is the fur that drapes from the sides of his face.

Kuruk pelt is decorated with dozens of spots up and down his back and sides, with very small stripes around his face and neck. The teeth protruding out of his mouth rest at a solid 6.5" in length, similar to that of other saber's.

Kuruk's coloration range from muddy browns to a cream, almost off white color. The darkest color that wraps around his body is located along his back and around his eyes. As the color reaches lower across his body it changes from that dark muddy brown towards the cream coloration around his muzzle, legs, and belly. His eyes are a strange greenish-yellow color that dance nicely together around his pupil in random spots.

Kuruk is no stranger to wounds, undeneath his fur he is riddled with multiple scars. Only of his battle scars have gone deep enough to create any horrendous markings on his skin, this scar is located from his cheek to just above the base of his chin. This scar was caused by a territorial dispute between him and another male, a good slap to the face settled that.

credits to me for both images

*teeths are not to proper scale*

Personality:

Ambitious | Introverted | Risk-taker | Irritable | Cautious

Gentle | Arrogant

Kuruk is a proud male, almost overly proud. He isnt scared to flaunt what he's got some of the time. This brute strides, and does not like to show that he's intimidated, though with the rise of the terror birds he has become more docile and less likely to pick a fight.

Kuruk enjoys his alone time, never one to be found socializing often. He prefers to be alone with his thoughts to plan his next move, even if it isnt something important. He isn't the most lively and enjoys sticking to one spot he can call his own. Due to this, if looked at wrong, talked to too early in the moring, or just simply annoyed he will become an irritable brat.

Despite his introverted nature, he would find it enjoyable to call a large territory his own. He acts upon his own volition, and likes it this way. If the opportunity rises he will try his absolute hardest to acomplish his goals.

With this head-strong nature of wanting to get whatever he wants, whenever he wants it can cause him to act without thinking, or just not weighing his options properly. This risk-taking behavior throws caution to the wind. It is but a distant distraction to him, but dont get him wrong, if the task requires any form of planning he will overcompensate and come up with an overly cautious plan that should work.

Brief History Prior to the Terror Birds:

Before the oversized dodo birds took over Kuruk was a happy bachelor. Content with his solitary life, he ruled over his very own plot of land. This large brute was less than kind to intruders, and wasn’t afraid to challenge others. He is now left rather uncomfortable in the canyon.

Crush:

None at the moment, open

Mate:

No one has won his heart, but he’s been with others in the past. He couldn’t really care if he had a mate or not.

Cubs:

Kuruk probably has more cubs than he can count, but he wouldn’t know or care.

Affiliations:

None at the moment, open!!

Other:

c:

{big wip, will be done sometime tomorrow}

~ Shikoba ~

"Koba"

meaning: “feather”

Age:

5

Gender:

Female

Thoughts on 'Pride Life'?:

Koba doesn't mind the idea. Don’t get her wrong, she loves her alone time, but she appreciates the joined effort to accomplish their goals. She will find it difficult to deal with others and live harmoniously; something she never thought was possible.

Size:

Koba is a medium sized female with shorter legs.

Appearance:

WIP

(credits to both images belong to me)

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Personality:

Brief History Prior to the Terror Birds:

Shikoba quite enjoyed the peacefulness of solitude. She never truly reigned supreme over a territory, a free spirit she’d say. Koba traveled and would never stay in one spot for more than a couple days. She enjoyed the thrill of trespassing, and risking her life in other’s territories. When the birds came it flipped her world upside down, confining her to a small canyon which she now calls home.

Crush:

open

Mate:

Koba has found anyone that has caught her eye just yet.

Cubs:

None, open.

Affiliations:

None at the moment, open!

Other:

none