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Post by Enter The Night on Sept 22, 2012 17:24:51 GMT -5
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Pentagon
Age: 5 years Gender: Female Breed: Snow Leopard Pack: Technically Heaven but is considered a lonor by many. Rank: Queen of the Ice
Personality: Docile. Unlike many of these other savages running around nowadays, Pentagon is a bit more tranquil and would rather enjoy peace then war. When provoked, she will first give a verbal warning. Just a simple request to be left alone in peace. However if the intruder continues to hassle her, she will turn more aggressive, offering a glare or swipe of her paw. If the issue keeps up then she would either leave or be forced to defend herself. Either way, she would much rather just be untouched and unnoticed. Although angering her usually takes more than an insult, she doesn’t allow any of her companions or friends to be insulted. That’s something she will not put up with.
Refined. Keeping her posture poised when among others, she prefers to look professional rather than a salivating brute. Her mother taught her how to sit proper and talk with a sense of intelligence. None of the slang or ‘hip’ new communicating others are so eager to use. No, no. She prefers speaking with a sense of dignity rather than shame. Even her body posture displays her manners clearly. No slouching, no hanging of her head. Shoulders aligned, ears forward, straightened back. Perfect. Exactly the way her mother taught her.
Protective. Although she moves with refined strides and speaks with manners, she is still fiercely protective. Pentagon has an extreme intolerance for any rudeness or harm towards her beloved ones. She would even resort to attacking, maiming and possibly murdering the aggressor. Venomous clear words would slip from her unhinged jaws and irises that resembles chip of ice will pierce every soul. Casting away an friendly behavior and leaving a savage predator behind to cause chaos wherever it is needed.
Mysterious. This feline is also considered to be quite mysterious, very seldom have seen her but many have heard of her. I massive leopard living in the Mountains of Heaven. Said to be able to cause mass destructive. Many rumors have been spread that she only appears to claim the lives of her victims or fill her stomach with the meat of canines. However many of the rumors are false, yet some remain unsolved. No one knows for sure of the past of this peculiar female or her behavior, besides Cyone of course. Which was said to be both her closest friend and her adopted sister.
Likes: Serenity, snow, listening rather than talking, caring for her dear friend, sharing stories and learning. Dislikes: Heat, gawking expressions, insolence, discourtesy and bad posture. Fears: And harm to come to her close ones. Dreams Of: Having the honor to be the Guardian of Cyone’s pups if she ever has any.
Body Type: Massive, sleek, compact muscles, powerful appendages, elongated tail. Fur Color: Slate fur shrouds her build whilst faded ebony blotches stain the hair fibers. Eye Color: Glacial nearly colorless irises.
Family: Father: Dead Siblings: Dead Mother: Dead History: Born to a rather intolerant and extremely elegant mother, Pentagon quickly sharpened herself into a more refined, graceful feline. Although she never met her father (seeing how leopards are rather solitary creatures), the only parent she ever knew was he mother. Who’s name was Alishante. She’d grow up with her mother and learned nearly everything there was to learn about bring a courteous creature. Once she was old enough to live on her own, Alishante simply…left. With a bow of her head and a graceful flick of her feathery tail. Then she was alone. All alone. Turning to the Mountains that resides on the far side of the land, she decided to spend her life their. Which she has to this very day. Along the way, she had the pleasure of meeting Cyone, the Alpha of Heaven.
Although she’d known her since she was a pup. Pentagon watched her grow, watched her succeed, watched her…flourish. Now, all she wishes to do is to be the god mother of Cyone’s pups if she’d ever have any and to be able to die as an elderly leopard who has had the experiences of life. Not to be ended with the jaws of another creature. But with peace. Depart in elegance and grace. For that is all she knows. All she lives by. All she wants.
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Post by FOX !? on Sept 26, 2012 19:20:16 GMT -5
p e n d i n g ! [/b][/size][/font] well, this haaas been here a while. i just wanted to mention to you that there isn't a history. i'm pretty sure this is supposed to be done. xD so just add a history and i'll accept her![/center]
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Post by Enter The Night on Sept 26, 2012 21:28:48 GMT -5
Jebus. That is the worst history known to man. Dx
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Post by FOX !? on Sept 29, 2012 7:06:39 GMT -5
a c c e p t e d ! [/b][/size][/font] congratulations! don't forget to post here and here to claim your wolf's position and name![/center]
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