Standing at 4.2 feet and weighing in the 500 pound category, Svarog is a menace in both stature and appearance. While not as tall as some other males, he is still of impressive height. His large muscles and intelligence make up for anything he lacks. In terms of his body, he's a beast, with long legs and a wide frame, he can easily match a large opponent.

Svarog's pelt is a typical light tan. The same colour remains on his entire body, not a shade or two lighter nor darker anywhere except for upon his face and legs. His inner legs consist of a lighter tan, nearing a cream, while his face consists of a white upon his muzzle and around his eyes.

Svarog's nose is most peculiar and is a mixture of both black and pink, giving him a unique look. His eyes are a pale yellow, sometimes olive in certain light, and he has long claws. His teeth are also jagged and long, often sticking out from beneath his lips and stained red and yellow.

The male's mane is large and sits regally upon his head like a crown. He flaunts it and knows he's attractive. He also has several scars upon his body from past fights, hunts, and accidents. While some look ugly, overall, it gives him a dark and rugged look. Svarog's scent consists of the sweet aroma of gardenia flowers.

Wrong.

While they are intelligent, Svarog is even more so. He is and always will be one step ahead of them. The male acts reserved, but behind that lies a cunning and deceiving mastermind. Kumar and Gazini believe that they have won, but my, are they wrong. Svarog was content following them and being the second male, but you see, while he acts content, he isn't. The male isn't and won't be satisfied until he and solely he is King. There aren't room for three, so he must beat the competition, just like they did.

Svarog is deceptive and wise. His intelligence is the most intimidating thing about him. If another has a plan, he'll have a better one. If one has an opinion, he'll top it with his own. You see, there's a pattern here. Svarog refuses to come in second place. He's selfish and greedy in that manner. Does he let it show? No.

Towards others, he's kind and quiet, always offering a small smile or tease, and even acts shy in some cases. He acts like a gentle giant, one that is affectionate and big-hearted. He'll nod to anybody he passes while also containing a tough front. He can be charming and offer advice and favours. However, it's all a ploy. It always has been. Behind his smiles lies a plan to become number one. Behind his kindness lies a cruel, cold individual that has been corrupted by power, but he doesn't let that show.

Svarog doesn't act like an aggressive or violent creature, but once more, he hides it. In truth, he enjoys inflicting harm to others and causing bloodshed. He enjoys drama and destruction, and he can't wait to see everybody's faces when they realize that they've been played.

Everybody believes that Kumar and Gazini are the bad guys, not knowing that it's been him all along. The coalition has done the hard part, now all that's left is for him to step in and finish the job.

Appearance:

Buka is an average cub that takes after her mother in terms of colouring and appearance. As of now, she's small, but when she's older she'll stand at approximately 3.7 feet considering her mother and father's height. Her build will also be more lithe and muscular. For now, all she has is baby fat and the odd growing muscle or two.

Her coat is a light tan with spots of darker brown scattered around. She'll grow out of it, but the ones upon her head will remain, even when older. Upon her legs, the spotting will remain as well, though will be better blended into her main pelt. Kibuka ranges on the lighter side of coats. It's lighter than her mother and father's, perhaps obtained from an ancestor.

The cub's underbelly is a creamy white, as are her inner legs and muzzle. Her cheeks are white as well, and will remain so even when an adult. Her eyes are an odd mixture of Crixus and Acantha. They appear to be a form of brown in certain light, and in others, a pale olive. Even she isn't sure which is the correct colour.

As of now, Kibuka has not a single scar upon her. When she's older, she will have several, especially upon her face. Her scent will be of petrichor and rain, and her voice will adapt to a deeper, melodic sound that's both loud and gentle at the same time.

For now, she is an oddly.. intimidating cub, her eyes always set staring at somebody, her body motionless. In truth, she can sit for hours staring, unsettling many.

From her mother, Kibuka has learned to talk back and defend herself with her words, even though her vocabulary is still expanding. Some may say that she has also begun to show some attitude. She has also learned not to trust random individuals. Kibuka is smart for a cub, or at least she'd like to think herself as intelligent. She understands what to do and what not to do, and her constant questions being answered makes her somewhat smart. Kibuka absorbs information easily and will carry it with her, for she has a good memory.

She isn't necessarily adventurous, but she does enjoy exploring at times. However, she isn't one to break rules or go against her parents and their wishes. Kibuka is brave, but in a stupid manner. She'll go against another much larger than her and won't hesitate to try and harm them if anybody she cares for is in danger (which doesn't help much, but it makes herself feel big). She sees herself as fiercer than she actually is, and likes to take charge, even if she doesn't truly have much of a say in a manner. When she's older, she'll become more stern and opinionated, but that's something she'll learn in time.

Kibuka also enjoys socializing. She'll ask questions, and when she has the answer, she'll trot around sharing it with anybody she encounters. The cub is also odd at times, sitting off to the side and practically staring into ones soul. She can sit still for hours, simply watching. Kibuka likes unsettling others, and she also observes, something she learned can help her learn about others. It's rare for a cub, but Kibuka has a lot of patience and hardly grows bored. She can sit, and sit, and sit for hours, simply watching.

Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Kin:

Her mother is Acantha, her father is Crixus, and her sister is _____

Age: Five
Gender: Female
Rank: Huntress
Desired Rank: Queen

Appearance:

Standing at 3.6 feet and weighing approximately 365 pounds, Keres isn't overly tall nor small. Her physique is fairly muscular, especially her legs and chest, which are thick and powerful. The female has a hardened exterior, both mentally and physically. Her body seems to appear more masculine than feminine, given her muscles. While she is a huntress, it's clear that she is less used for running, and more used for launching the attack.

Keres has a typical pelt mixed with various shades of tans and beiges, as well as whites. Upon her face lies a darker tan, which continues up to her back and fades into a lighter one. Additionally, a soft, creamy white can be seen upon her muzzle, inner legs, and stomach. This fades into a tan as one's eyes trail up her body. Her outer limbs are darker, as are her nose and inner ears, which seem to take up an almost liver colour.

The lioness has a defined facial structure that looks almost.. muscular in a sense. Her cheeks are defined and sharp, giving her a menacing form of look. Her eyes, in addition to her cheeks, give off a dark aura. They are often very serious and droop in a manner that makes her seem intimidating. Her eyes are a pale yellow.

Keres has white surrounding her eyes, giving her an even more intimidating look. There is also a hint of black around her eyes, making it seem as if she's wearing eyeliner.

Scars litter her body from past hunting experiences. It's almost impossible not to obtain any while surviving. Her scent consists of something similar to a bonfire; smokey, dark, and overpowering.

Personality: Keres is within the pride for one reason: survival. The pride makes it easier for her to live, thus, she remains within one, feeding off of everybody else's work. Granted, she does her own chores and whatnot, but puts in minimum effort. She never puts in more effort than she must, nor does extra tasks. She works enough to stay within the pride, and nothing more. Keres cares for nobody other than herself. As long as she's satisfied, then nothing nor nobody else matters. She cares little, if at all, about the others within the pride, though she puts up a good show. She will seem sweet and caring at times, but it's all an act to ensure her own safety and survival.

Keres can sometimes slip, acting selfish and greedy at times. She'll forget herself and snap at others, and my, does she have a nasty bite. However, if one thing is for certain, it's that Keres has determination. She longs to be promoted and rise to the top. The higher up you are, the less you have to work. Thus, Keres wishes to become a higher-power. Being a huntress means you must provide, but she doesn't wish to do that. She wishes to be on the receiving end. She wishes to tell others what to do.

The female is intimidating and intelligent, but in a cunning, manipulative way. Keres tends to defraud others by gaining their trust in a deceitful manner. She's a cheater, a con artist, a mastermind, and she wishes to be on top. She isn't lazy in a sense, simply wishes to have power and put in little effort. She wants others to serve her.

Keres is one to never back down from an arguement. She enjoys them and belittling others. It's as if she has a pent up anger within her that she uses to lash out on everybody. She is good with her words as well, and refuses to give up without a fight. She's a confusing lioness, sometimes nice, sometimes bitter, but nonetheless, always in the midst of an act. She's the type to act kind towards one lioness, and within minutes, speak badly about them behind their back. Keres creates drama in her wake, though does so in a planned manner. Nothing can be traced back to her, and if fingers are pointed at her, she'll bat her eyelids and act innocent. She's a scary individual to be around, and rather unstable at times. There's no knowing what she would do for something she wants.

Keres prefers to sit in the sidelines, after all, it's easier to plot things then. She's observant and confident, as well as bold. She can also be opinionated, persuading others to view her side of things. She doesn't care for anybody elses feelings and will use them without their knowledge. There are little good qualities within her, but she can show acts of kindness at times, though it's very rare. Like mentioned before, she only does things if something is in store for her.

While she doesn't do relationships, it isn't impossible for somebody to squeeze their way into her life, whether it be a friendship or something more. It has happened before, and it could happen again. If it does, one may find that Keres is rather.. tolerable in a sense. She may also be loyal, which is surprising to uncover given her personality, and she may show small acts of kindness, though I wouldn't hold my breath.

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Faded reddish-brown pelt, battered and scarred. Light brown and tawny on her hips, tail, and legs. Her underside is painted with light golden, crawling up towards her jaw. Her life has been long and fulfilling, however, all good things must come to an end. As she ages, those aches and pains in her body worsen, her ribs show and her hips are bony. Her bones are stiff and creaky, claws weak, and tooth sensitivity has been an issue for her lately. She’s still a lioness you don’t want to piss off, but even she has to confess she's not fresh and spunky as she used to be. Her face, ears, tail, and legs are tipped with gray hairs, and her pelt is unkempt as it's gotten harder for her to groom herself.

Neliah used to be a powerful, nimble young lioness in her prime. She stood at about 3’8 in stature and weighed around 350 pounds. Not only was she tall, but she was also rippling in muscle, firm under her glossy red pelt. Her powerful build and long body made her a fine hunter, however, those days are a mere memory. Her height has shrunk with age and her weight decreased exceedingly, dropping to around 280. Her skin has begun to swag and her amber eyes have lost their shine, clouded over as age worsened her eyesight. Scars are littered all over her pelt from the past conflicts, on her face, ears, chest, hips, and legs. However, her most prominent and permanent injury would be her front left leg, where she suffered from a nasty kick from a zebra and developed a limp.

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Imperial Sands said:

I'll look her over tonight :)

Do you know when you'll have your male done?