::*Name::
Moed {Afrikaans for 'Courage'}

::*Age::
3 years, 6 months

::*Gender::
Male - he/him

::Sexuality::
Bisexual {prefers males}

::*Species::
Leopon

::*Pride::
SunPride

::*Rank::
Healer

::Personality::
Rather soft-spoken, Moed in an undeniably affable feline. He is a good listener, understanding and considerate of others. However, as a result of this, he tends to neglect himself and his own feelings, keeping them trapped inside him. A caring streak runs thick through him, due to both his nature and rank. With close friends, Moed can be playful and teasing, enjoying a gentle tussle every so often, despite his lither, smaller stature.

::*Description::
~🅲🅻🅸🅲🅺~
A thin, light-weight feline with a dark, mysterious base coat, dark grey flecked with faint silver. Golden stripes streaks his pelt, dashing lighter colour into his shaded fur. Heavy mottled rosette, reminisce of his leopard heritage, splatters his hide, the dark hues bringing out his dawn orbs. Optics of azure, fading into a soft pastel purple and then peach hold a gentle demeanour and caring nature.

::*Backstory::
Moed was conceived and born in the zoo through a hybrid breeding program, however when Beskemer’s cubs were fairly young, they were released into a place without confines. Their father, Slick, was utterly disinterested in his cubs, having grown up in a solitary environment. He soon wandered off, only to be slaughtered in a fight against an aggressive lion over a kill the maned beast had felled. Beskemer, unable to adequately provide for her cubs, having little hunting experience, quickly joined SunPride. Learning how to hunt with help from other big cats with more developed instincts and experience, Beskemer became a decent hunter, and soon slipped into routine, glad to be in a social environment which pleased her instincts for company. Her cubs, Moed and Kwaai, influenced by their leopard heritage, were sometimes more antisocial and defensive, causing them to grow distant with their mother. She later retired to the elders den due to old age.

As the siblings aged, they began to reveal their differences. Kwaai was a more aggressive character, whilst Moed preferred to stay neutral and assist where needed. Due to this, Kwaai became a huntress and Moed pursued the healer’s path.

::Kin:
Slick - Father - Leopard - Deceased
Beskemer {‘Protector’} - Mother - Lioness - Alive {NPC}
Kwaai {‘Fierce’} - Litter-sister - Leopon - Alive

::Relationships::
TBD

::Other:: Kitty.

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::*Name::
Soleil {French for 'Sun'}

::*Age::
8 months

::*Gender::
Male - he/him

::Sexuality::
Homosexual

::*Species::
Pumapard

::*Pride::
SunPride

::*Rank::
Apprentice

::Personality::
Despite his abnormal size and obvious lacking in ability, Soleil doesn’t allow this fact to dampen his spirits. Quite the opposite- he is generally a happy-go-lucky, optimistic guy! When faced with any sort of simple compliment, he becomes a stammering, blushing mess. Don’t even get me started on his reaction to flirtatious advances. He is easily swayed, and is sweet and generous in nature. Perhaps too sweet. However, if you lay a claw on his friends, he will not hesitate to threaten you, although he may not be the most intimidating, Soleil will tell you all about how he will find ways to poison your food or rip your pelt off your behind. He is protective and loyal to those that earn his trust (which isn’t terribly hard to gain) and is shy unless in the company of a more boisterous feline. Soleil is generally playful and joyous, prepared to bring comic relief in a tense situation. It helps him forget his disadvantages and the bullying he has experienced in the past. His friends being happy, makes him happy.

::*Description::
~🅲🅻🅸🅲🅺~
Suffering from dwarfism, Soleil has a significant disadvantage in comparison to his peers. WIP

::*Backstory::
Parents included in those released, Soleil never knew his father, due to his parents separating shortly after mating. His father, being a puma, was antisocial and a loner, so didn’t interact with his offspring. Soleil was born to a rare litter of one, however after his mother neglected and nipped at him, the cub wandered off, malnourished and skittish, barely weaned. Being found by an elderly leopard, she took him in, feeding him herbs to take the edge off his hunger. They soon joined SunPride. The leopard, Kit, who had become his guardian, named him Soleil, a word she learned from her time in captivity when French humans visited. The name inspired her because of his bright attitude, despite all he had been through. Unfortunately, in SunPride Soleil was teased and harassed for his petit stature, until Kit found out, the old, wizened female putting the bullies back in their places promptly and swiftly.

However, due to old age, Kit passed away. Soleil grieved for many days, moping and refusing to eat. After he had recovered somewhat, he braved on, knowing Kit would’ve wanted him to thrive after all she did for him. Sometimes, though, Soleil can’t help but be washed away by the relapsing sorrow, drowning in solitude, fighting through the dark waves, before dragging himself back to shore, shaking himself off and forcing a cheery smile on his muzzle.

::Kin:
Unknown - Father - Puma - Unknown Status
Unknown - Mother - Leopard - Unknown Status

::Relationships::
Kit - Guardian - Leopard - Deceased
TBD

::Other:: Kitty.

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::*Name::
Nox

::*Age::
2 years

::*Gender::
{Tentatively} Female - she/her/they/them

::Sexuality::
Pansexual

::*Species::
Caraval

::*Pride::
MoonPride

::*Rank::
Hunter

::Personality::
A dedicated young huntress, Nox is generally opinionated, especially in her belief that females can be portrayed in a more masculine way, and vice versa, as she herself prefers to appear as a fierce and noble cat, often not caring about her gender presentation or pronouns. She is mysterious, and can be defensive and sassy in her retorts, though is usually outgoing and friendly to Pride-mates. Sometimes, she can seem distant, which is her primal inner instincts acting up, urging her to seek solitude, as living in a pride is certainly not the norm for either halves of her genetics. However, despite her harsh, chilly demeanour, armour used to deflect friends and enemies alike, she can be an understanding listener and is excellent with advice… surprisingly. Even if she doesn't know you, she will always lend a dutiful ear if someone needs to vent to another whom will not tell a secret. However, NAME will not stand for being put down, nor watch when others are, and always seems to try and play hero. This… doesn’t always go to plan.

::*Description::
~🅲🅻🅸🅲🅺~
TBD

::*Backstory::
Nox’s parents were paired together for a short time by an exotic animal collector. She was never given a name, often referred to as 'thing' or 'creature'. They were mistreated, as if they were lazy domestic cats, instead of regal wild animals, locked in small, cramped cages. A short while after Nox and her siblings were born, her littermates were sold. Her father, Claws, quickly grew agitated at their treatment, and he began acting in openly hostile manners, swiping and hissing at the man who owned them. The man retaliated by selling Nox’s father off, gaining money and handing the vicious caracal off to someone else. Nox never saw her father again.

She was separated from her mother as she began growing old, and it was clear that the serval was ailing from years of being used to produce kits for the exotic pet market. She was old and weak, unable to stretch her limbs often in the cramped cages they lived in. Luckily, a wildlife organisation discovered this hellhole, liberating the abused creatures from their cells. Nox and her mother, Silvia, were taken to a zoo to be rehabilitated. She began adapting to outside life, and grew into an independent young adult, preferring to hunt live prey in her enclosure. She and her mother were kept in different areas simply due to the solitary natures of their species. She still did not have a name. So, she named herself. Nox

One day, everything was turned upside down. Nox was tossed into the wild suddenly, left to fend for herself. Using her logic, she soon realised that it would be beneficial to her to join a group of cats, despite the strangeness of so much company. She began to, once again, adapt, as she was so inept at now. She began to… almost enjoy the company. Or, at least, tolerate it. She became a loyal, though at times distant, hunter of MoonPride. She never found out if her mother got released, or where she went if she was released.

::Kin:
Claws - Father - Caracal - Deceased
Silvia - Mother - Serval - Unknown
2 Siblings - Littermates - Caravals - Alive {Both open}

::Relationships::
TBD

::Other:: Kitty.

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::*Name::
Vega

::*Age::
3 months

::*Gender::
Female - she/her

::Sexuality::
Questioning

::*Species::
Primal Lipard

::*Pride::
MoonPride

::*Rank::
Cub

::Personality::
Aloof and soft-spoken, Vega may appear cold, even ignorant. However, she is very alert, always acutely aware of her surroundings. Due to this, she is easily startled, he focus so intense she jumps at the slightest change or sound. Vega can easily be put off, and prefers to keep to herself. She is stubborn and mostly mute, only whispering the occasional short sentence to a trusted feline. However, though she is generally meek and mysterious, if pushed she may resort to harsh retorts and a swipe of the paw.

::*Description::
~🅲🅻🅸🅲🅺~ {juvenile Vega}
Vega has a deep auburn pelt that lightens to an orange-yellow at her belly and blends into a pale pink hue down her legs and up onto her face. Slightly grey rosette dapples her hide, fading at her spine and paws. Her tail seems docked, a side-effect of her primal mutation, and is dipped in ebony, as are her audits. Her paw pads and nose are onyx, contrasting with her crimson-hued fur. In her mouth, the youthful feline boasts a pair of large fangs that peek over her bottom lip. Vivid optics of blue, green and a splotch of brown, glazed in mystery and flecked with silver starlight stare from her maroon cranium. Strangely enough, the youngster seems to have extra toes on each of her paws, giving her 6 toes per forepaw and 5 toes per hindpaw.

::*Backstory::
Born to the leaders of MoonPride during a fierce blizzard, has yet to develop a story.

::Kin:
Moon - Father - Primal Lion - Alive {played by SharkDog}
Asha - Mother - Leopard - Alive {played by Susurrus}
Orion - Litter-brother - Lipard - Alive

::Relationships::
TBD

::Other:: Kitty. Has a total of 22 toes :3

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