Post by kris on Aug 26, 2008 22:58:03 GMT -5
Name- Figgy
Gender: Male
Age: 2? (just an adult)
Appearance:
general size- Average height (for male).
fur color/eye color/fur texture- yellow fur, red mane. Very soft fur. Unusually soft. Suspiciously soft. Eyes are large and expressive, a dark brown.
general description- Figgy would be a handsome male lion if it wasn’t for one thing – he’s very, very fat, and wears his belly around his ankles. His round face, in combination with his big, expressive eyes, tends to make him look more like a giant cub with a mane than an adult lion. Because of his large belly he tends to walk funny, though when he smiles his teeth are unusually white, as if he’s never bitten into a fresh, bloody gazelle carcass before.
Personality:
like/dislikes- Likes exploring, but only where it doesn’t wear him out! Takes interest in little things, like bugs and odd looking stones. Likes thinking games. Doesn’t like mud or grass all that much – especially prickly grass that tickles his stomach. Doesn’t like getting hot.
fears/loves- Fears wide open spaces (they make him nervous). Fears water, trees (especially lonely trees in wide open spaces, standing there all alone, staring...), or anything that looks out of place. Is terrified of ants! Loves food and good company.
goal in life- to find his mother.
general personality- There might be a reason this lion was named after an exotic fruit, for he is arguably an exotic fruit cake. An enigma that wandered in from unexplored territory, Figgy is the weirdest lion anyone has ever met. He’s as wise as a blind newborn and nearly as coordinated. He can’t hunt. He doesn’t even know what hunting is. It’s as if he’s been living under a stone all his life. The smallest thing captures his attention, like the way a blade of grass waves in the wind. Other things he won’t see at all – for instance, ants terrify him, but he won’t see them until someone points them out. He doesn’t like walking on dirt because his paws get dirty. Contrary to all this, he’s as friendly as a female in mating season and trusts everyone from the outset. His broad smile could make even the most jealous evil brother reciprocate. It wouldn’t be far fetched to say that he could charm a gazelle into being his lunch.
It soon becomes obvious that, despite his apparent innocence and lack of knowledge, he is as intelligent as he is hungry and fat – when he is presented with a problem his eyes sparkle and wander about in thought. You can tell if you’ve earned his friendship (takes about 30 seconds) because he’ll embrace you in a big hug and much head rubbing whether you like it or not.
Allegiance: “A Lee jants? What’s a lee jants? Ooh, ooh, I know: it’s what the leafy thingys cover their legs with, right?”
why?- He’s just entered from faaar away.
status- Single
pride- nil
side notes- he doesn’t really have a concept of right or wrong, but he is capable of empathy, in which case though he might not be able to judge another’s character he’d soon be able to tell from their actions whether they’re good or bad. If he wanders in on outlander territory and sees them doing mean things, he’ll leave quickly.
Biography: Figgy’s description of his past is downright... odd. He claims to have lived in a small valley as wide as pride rock (yes, the actual rock) with an invisible cliff at one end, behind which the “leafy thingys” live. The leafy thingys give him food each day. His mother is, apparently, a leafy thingy who reared him from his youth, but that was all a long time ago. One day he was taken away and put in the valley. That was ok, and he had friends, but he missed his mother, so when the leafy thingy that brings him food comes in through the wall that opens he snuck out and, using his “cunning stealth,” managed to get free to search for his mother. It appears he’s a little lost though, and is rather ill from exposure, but he’s sure he’ll feel better when the leafy thingys come to feed all the other lions around.
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Gender: Male
Age: 2? (just an adult)
Appearance:
general size- Average height (for male).
fur color/eye color/fur texture- yellow fur, red mane. Very soft fur. Unusually soft. Suspiciously soft. Eyes are large and expressive, a dark brown.
general description- Figgy would be a handsome male lion if it wasn’t for one thing – he’s very, very fat, and wears his belly around his ankles. His round face, in combination with his big, expressive eyes, tends to make him look more like a giant cub with a mane than an adult lion. Because of his large belly he tends to walk funny, though when he smiles his teeth are unusually white, as if he’s never bitten into a fresh, bloody gazelle carcass before.
Personality:
like/dislikes- Likes exploring, but only where it doesn’t wear him out! Takes interest in little things, like bugs and odd looking stones. Likes thinking games. Doesn’t like mud or grass all that much – especially prickly grass that tickles his stomach. Doesn’t like getting hot.
fears/loves- Fears wide open spaces (they make him nervous). Fears water, trees (especially lonely trees in wide open spaces, standing there all alone, staring...), or anything that looks out of place. Is terrified of ants! Loves food and good company.
goal in life- to find his mother.
general personality- There might be a reason this lion was named after an exotic fruit, for he is arguably an exotic fruit cake. An enigma that wandered in from unexplored territory, Figgy is the weirdest lion anyone has ever met. He’s as wise as a blind newborn and nearly as coordinated. He can’t hunt. He doesn’t even know what hunting is. It’s as if he’s been living under a stone all his life. The smallest thing captures his attention, like the way a blade of grass waves in the wind. Other things he won’t see at all – for instance, ants terrify him, but he won’t see them until someone points them out. He doesn’t like walking on dirt because his paws get dirty. Contrary to all this, he’s as friendly as a female in mating season and trusts everyone from the outset. His broad smile could make even the most jealous evil brother reciprocate. It wouldn’t be far fetched to say that he could charm a gazelle into being his lunch.
It soon becomes obvious that, despite his apparent innocence and lack of knowledge, he is as intelligent as he is hungry and fat – when he is presented with a problem his eyes sparkle and wander about in thought. You can tell if you’ve earned his friendship (takes about 30 seconds) because he’ll embrace you in a big hug and much head rubbing whether you like it or not.
Allegiance: “A Lee jants? What’s a lee jants? Ooh, ooh, I know: it’s what the leafy thingys cover their legs with, right?”
why?- He’s just entered from faaar away.
status- Single
pride- nil
side notes- he doesn’t really have a concept of right or wrong, but he is capable of empathy, in which case though he might not be able to judge another’s character he’d soon be able to tell from their actions whether they’re good or bad. If he wanders in on outlander territory and sees them doing mean things, he’ll leave quickly.
Biography: Figgy’s description of his past is downright... odd. He claims to have lived in a small valley as wide as pride rock (yes, the actual rock) with an invisible cliff at one end, behind which the “leafy thingys” live. The leafy thingys give him food each day. His mother is, apparently, a leafy thingy who reared him from his youth, but that was all a long time ago. One day he was taken away and put in the valley. That was ok, and he had friends, but he missed his mother, so when the leafy thingy that brings him food comes in through the wall that opens he snuck out and, using his “cunning stealth,” managed to get free to search for his mother. It appears he’s a little lost though, and is rather ill from exposure, but he’s sure he’ll feel better when the leafy thingys come to feed all the other lions around.
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