♦️Aiko♦️

Info

Size: 3’4ft at shoulder, 254 pounds
Personality: Humurous, Curious, Good Sport,
Easily Embarrassed, Boastful, and Playful.
Examples-of-Personality;
She tussled with her fellow clan-mate, dust flying in the air. The Clanmate kicked her away and laughed. She rose back up and jokingly complained about getting too much dust in her fur.
They soon once again started to tussle, only this time Aiko managed to topple her friend by shoving her weight into their shoulder quite roughly. As she pinned them to the floor she grinned gleefully and said, “You’re gonna have try harder than that to beat me!”
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Aiko trudged onward her feet dragging against the ground. As she made it out of the clearing and passed some weeds she noticed a strange glinting object hidden in her path. She leaned forward and gently nudged it with her foot.
Suddenly the object slammed shut, its shiny metallic teeth scraping her mose. Aiko yelped and jumped away, her fur ruffled. She glaced around to see if anyone had seen what happened and quickly disappeared back the way she came.

Appearance

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Name; Jorah
Gender; Female
Size; 3.2ft at the shoulder, 234lbs (9.7m, 106kg)
Personality; Jorah is very motherly, caring for the members of her pride as though they were all her own kin, and willing to risk everything if it meant saving the ones closest to her. Though, contrasting the soft and kind nature she portrays with her pride, she is fierce and violent to those who threaten her family, willing to do anything necessary.
Examples-of-Personality;
With her bright eyes, she surveyed the lands she ruled. Looking over the flourishing jungle that sprawled hundreds of miles, and the salty sea off the sheer cliff at the edge of her territory. She sighed, smiled at the young cubs playing with their elders, and laid, content with her new life as queen.

She screamed, shrill voice echoing throughout the valleys and chasms, over the hills and plains. The cub was dead. Killed by a lone male who had stalked into the territory in the dead of night, and who left with the life of a cub she had some to love. That day she had sworn to kill him, sworn to find him and tear his maned head from his neck and bring it back as a trophy and reminder to all who dare to do the same. She would take all their lives, the same way they had taken from her. They would all die.

“That’s an order,” she laughed to Tejal, pawing at her queen’s snout from the spot which she laid, “you dare to defy and order from your queen?”
Tejal chuckled in return, her fangs shining in the twilights low sun, inching up closer to Jorah. “Would you like to give me reason to follow that order?” Her eyes narrowed as she smirked, nub of a tail swaying behind her.
“You’re not even-“ she cut herself off, refusing to finish that thought as she stared at Tejal, seemingly confused yet intrigued by what the large lioness may be planning.
“Not even what?” Tejal’s smirk grew, as she leaped up onto the flat-topped boulder where Jorah lays.
Not even the gods above wanted to know what happened later that night.
Lion;
lmao I’ll add a pic later

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Name;
Jaraki

Gender;
Male

Size;
3'2 to the shoulder

Personality;
Jaraki is independent and rude. He is arrogant and is very sensitive. He tends to be grumpy and aggressive but also doesn't have much brute force to back himself up with. He is selfish and normally doesnt care about anyone but himself.


Examples-of-Personality;
He narrowed his crimson hues at the two siblings of his. "You fools, this pride is falling apart. I am leaving. You idoits are stupid to stay, i cant wait until i return to find only your bones" He snarled at the two males. The oldest, a sleek darker male with a fluffy mane, opened his jaws to say somthing before closing it again. He opened his jaws again and breathed out "Why?. Jaraki roared and slammed his paw into the side of his face, not phasing the other male. "Fuck off Jackdaw!" He snarled before whirling around and racing off.
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Jaraki sat in an empty place that used to be a camp. A lion skull laying infront of him. He felt a wave of emotion hit him. Pity, his stupid brothers tried to save the pride anyways. He snorted and turned, trotting away. He paused, turning to look to his side. Hmm... He could of sworn he had seen the cream pelt of his yonger brother.
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image;
Dont have it onhand atm, plus he still needs an adult version

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