Post by alana on Nov 26, 2009 11:01:24 GMT -5
Hey, I'm Alana!
My past is shadowed, unknown, for even I do not know the finer points.
My mother gave birth only hours after my father had died, protecting her from the forthcoming brushfire. She sheltered under a large rock and gave birth to me and my sister. As the fire blew closer, the rock above us began to fall. My mother grabbed me and threw me from it's path, and tried to do the same with my sister, but was too late. The rock caught both of them.
I was alone.
Since then, I've wandered the various plains of Africa and never found a suitable home or mate for myself.
That's my story, but here's my personality-
I'm a creamy color top fur, and pure white around my eyes and on my stomach. There are black dots around my right back paw. I'm very outgoing, and I've never met another lion that could beat me at a fair race. I can hear any rustle within a hundred miles and can sneak up on creature, prey or not. I'm not particularly big, but my smallness keeps me fast and easy to maneuver. My fighting style is to not to overpower my opponent, because they're usually bigger than I, but to simply confuse them with my speed and flexibility and knock them over their own two feet. Sometimes I may jump to a point a little too fast, but I can easily catch my mistake even though I don't always want to admit that I was wrong.
Most lions would find me attractive, because of my distant heritage to Nala. (My mother was Sarafina's sister) I have a special talent of making lions watch my every move, love everything I do, and then I slip my tail under their feet and they fall head first. I find it hilarious, but most lions don't, so watch out.
Well, thats all, I hope I see you on the savanna and not on the battlefield.
My past is shadowed, unknown, for even I do not know the finer points.
My mother gave birth only hours after my father had died, protecting her from the forthcoming brushfire. She sheltered under a large rock and gave birth to me and my sister. As the fire blew closer, the rock above us began to fall. My mother grabbed me and threw me from it's path, and tried to do the same with my sister, but was too late. The rock caught both of them.
I was alone.
Since then, I've wandered the various plains of Africa and never found a suitable home or mate for myself.
That's my story, but here's my personality-
I'm a creamy color top fur, and pure white around my eyes and on my stomach. There are black dots around my right back paw. I'm very outgoing, and I've never met another lion that could beat me at a fair race. I can hear any rustle within a hundred miles and can sneak up on creature, prey or not. I'm not particularly big, but my smallness keeps me fast and easy to maneuver. My fighting style is to not to overpower my opponent, because they're usually bigger than I, but to simply confuse them with my speed and flexibility and knock them over their own two feet. Sometimes I may jump to a point a little too fast, but I can easily catch my mistake even though I don't always want to admit that I was wrong.
Most lions would find me attractive, because of my distant heritage to Nala. (My mother was Sarafina's sister) I have a special talent of making lions watch my every move, love everything I do, and then I slip my tail under their feet and they fall head first. I find it hilarious, but most lions don't, so watch out.
Well, thats all, I hope I see you on the savanna and not on the battlefield.