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Post by Niobe on Mar 16, 2010 16:47:46 GMT -5

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Personality:
<center> I'll take you just the way you are; imperfect words inside the perfect song.</center> Very intelligent, but easily distracted, hubris is a curse for her; she's way too self-confident, which doesn't mix well with her brash attitude, she's impulsive & bull-headed, she can be forgetful, she knows how to improvise. She is also extremely blunt. She'll tell you exactly what's on her mind, whether she actually wanted to or not. Her mouth often slips & she'll say things that were better left unsaid. She's good at controlling her feelings, but the moment she lets down her out walls, you can see how fragile she really is. Her feelings are hurt very easily & she holds grudges for a long time.

Appearance:
<center> You say you gotta go and find yourself; you say that you're becoming someone else, don't recognize the face in the mirror looking back at you. </center> BUILT; nothing special -- five feet long, three-hundred forty-one pounds. COLORED; russet with lighter fur around paws & face. deep chocolate colored tail tuft. GAZE OF; deep golden eyes with green flecks. BLESSED WITH; plain jane looks. pretty, but not exceptionally so. MARKED BY; scars on her flanks from being chased from other territories.

Family & Children:
<center>Here in this crowd I'm feeling all alone. Turn me around and point me back to home.</center> My mother is Cynthe; my father is Patrithus. My mother was just an incubator for my father's genes & she produced two of his children. First was myself & Doron was the next birth. My father stole us away & abandoned my mother. Another male, Josetho, found her & produced my half-sister, Bressa. My father found another female, Rasti, & I gained a half-brother, Auritho. Another male, Randolus, claimed my mother, & another half-brother, Datronus, was born. My father remains with Rasti & Randolus cares for my mother. ORIGIN OF MY GENES; Cynthe Thalassa & Patrithus Hathene. SHARED WITH; Doron Hathene (m), Bressa Elmis (f), Auritho Hathene (m), & Datronus Jarello (m). I BELONG TO; no one. I NURSED; no one.

History:
<center> When writing your history, I will always be a footnote; a distant memory.</center> OUTLANDS; -- Birth. -- Three weeks. I can walk now, but it's still very difficult to keep up with Mother. Father visits more often. He sniffed me today & told Mother he was disappointed in her, that he had wanted a son. She defended me, and he swiped at her. I finally noticed how scarred her face and shoulders are. I can also see that she used to be pretty. She has pale russet fur, lighter than mine & lovely blue-gray eyes. Father makes me angry. -- Six months. Father came back with a zebra today, but wouldn't share with Mother. He spends most of his time hanging around now, but rarely hunts for himself. Mother had to hunt for herself. She brought back a gazelle & told me it was time for me to start eating meat. It tasted wonderful, but Father found us & stole it before Mother could eat much. She says she's fine, but I think she's hungry & she seems upset. -- Seven months. Mother's been teaching me to hunt. I was very bad at first & father was often angry when I scared away prey, but he blames mother. I'm much better now, which is good, because Mother is pregnant & Father shows no signs of hunting for her. He only cares about the cub, and I'm sure he would blame Mother if she lost it because she was starved. -- Eleven months. Mother gave birth today. Father was very pleased. It is a male. He has very dark fur like Father's. I wonder if he will have Father's dark brown eyes. Father calls him Doron. Mother says it means 'gift'. I asked her what my name means. It means 'fern', she tells me, because of the green flecks in my eyes, but if I had her surname, my name would mean 'fern of the sea', she says. I asked her why I couldn't have her surname. She said Father would insist I take his. This makes me angry. I tell her my name is Niobe Thalassa. It pleases her, but she tells me to hush, Father might hear. -- One year, five months. Doron is weaned now. I do not like him. His are are strange, one is brown & the other is half brown, half green. Father says it's because he's special. He says his eyes are much more attractive than mine. I find a puddle & see that my eyes are golden with green flecks. Mother finds me there & tells me my eyes are very beautiful & not to listen to Father. Father insists we hunt for Doron whenever he is hungry & Doron is hungry too often. He bit my tail today, but when I swatted him, Father was very angry. I thought he would claw me, but instead he got angry with Mother. He said she didn't raise me right. He slashed her nose instead. -- One year, seven months. Father is taking us from Mother. She is very upset, but Father has already quieted her complaints. She tells me not to protest, that he might hurt me, too. I tell her I will find her again. She looks sad, but Father chases her away before she can say anything. I want to hurt him. Doron does not care. He laughs & calls Mother a coward. I want to hurt him, too. -- One year, eight months. Father has found another female. Her name is Rasti. I do not like her. She doesn't like to hunt for herself, so I hunt for all three of them. I go hungry often. I miss Mother. -- One year, nine months. Rasti is pregnant. I'm too weak to hunt for all three, so Doron & Father must hunt with me. It is my fault if the prey gets away. I know how Mother felt. -- Two years, one month. Auritho was born today. Father is ecstatic. He has two sons now. He tells Rasti she has pleased him, but looks at me & tells her he should have three sons, but not all lionesses are so competent. She laughs, and gives me a smug look. I despise them both. -- Two years, six months. Auritho will be weaned soon. I like him. He has golden fur slightly darker than his mother's, but instead of her blue eyes, he has Father's dark brown eyes. He will be handsome someday. He asks me why I don't look like Rasti & I realize he thinks Rasti is our mother, too. I tell him she is not, but when he asks me who my mother is & I start to tell him, Rasti overhears. She tells me never to speak of 'that idiot coward' to her son. I wait until she takes Auritho away & when she puts him down I leap at her. She is slow & fat from all the meat I bring her & I beat her easily. Her ear is split & her muzzle gashed when Father returns. She tells him I attacked her completely unprovoked & I already knew what he would do. I was counting on it. He leaps at me, but I turn & run. He claws my back legs, but he is not as fast as me & when he cannot catch me, he roars that I am no longer welcome in his family, that my name is no longer Niobe Hathene. That's okay. It never was. -- Two years, eight months. I found mother today. She asks about Doron & I tell her he is growing into a fine lion. She looks sad, but then I discover that I have another sister & brother. Soon after we left, another male found her & my half-sister Bressa was born. But he left them after she was weaned. Bressa has brown fur & pretty green eyes, but she is very annoying. Then Mother introduces me to Randolus, her new mate & my newest brother Datronus. Randolus has dark fur & dark eyes, but Datronus has dark golden fur & I assume it comes from grandparents. He has blue eyes, but without the gray of Mother's. He reminds me of Auritho & I wonder if I will ever see him again. It makes me sad, but I know he will grow into a fine lion someday. Datronus adores me. He is only a few months old, but he stumbles around behind me wherever I go. -- Two years, ten months. I have not been with her long, but I tell Mother it is time for me to go. Randolus is kind to her & I know she will be well cared for. Bressa is learning to hunt & Datronus is a strong little lion. I know she will be well cared for & she understands that my place is not here, living in the outlands forever like them. I want to find a pride. She wishes me luck & I tell them all goodbye, promising Datronus I will see him again, though I am not sure I can keep that promise. DURUS CREEK; -- Two years, eleven months. After a month of wandering I <a href =http://www.acornrack.com/starlightpridelands/forum.php?area=95802&thread=403047&1267033782>finally found pridelands</a>. I collapsed in what I thought was just more barren land, completely exhausted. But just as I am falling asleep, a lioness finds me. Her name is Ink, and she is Queen of the Durus Creek pride. She invites me to join her pride, but just then a lion approaches. His name is Howl, and he is King of Mystal Ridge. I'm not sure what to do, because I don't want to offend one of them, but they offer me a choice, telling me I have a place in either pride. I leave with Ink, who is swollen with cubs, interestingly, and when we <a href =http://www.acornrack.com/starlightpridelands/forum.php?area=95811&thread=403185>reach Durus Creek</a>, I am astounded at what awaits me. Lush, jungle-like land contrast with the dead world I've just left behind. After a few days with the pride, <a href =http://www.acornrack.com/starlightpridelands/forum.php?area=95811&thread=403096>Ink gives birth</a>, to three lovely cubs. I get to meet them. She seems very proud.

Extras:
<center> If you wanna know the truth, you make or break my day. & if you wanna know the truth, I wouldn't have it any other way.</center> BORN WITH THE NAME; Niobe Hathene. BUT I GO BY; Niobe Thalassa. I RESIDE WITH; Durus Creek. BUT I'VE BEEN; a rogue. I'M CURRENTLY A; Durus lioness; I'VE BEEN A; rogue lioness; I'VE MET; Ink, Howl, Vodka, & Aspen. I'VE BEFRIENDED; no one. I'VE MADE ENEMIES OF; no one. I DISLIKE; ________. (reason) I LIKE; no one. I'M ATTRACTED TO; no one. I FEAR; no one. I RESPECT; no one.

Battle Log:
<center>FIGHTS; -- Niobe vs. _________ - win/loss. (reason) </center>

Point Log:
<center>POINTS;</center> [four] -- completing account. [one] -- being <a href =http://www.acornrack.com/starlightpridelands/forum.php?area=95802&thread=403047&1267033782>claimed</a>.

Post by Niobe on Mar 16, 2010 16:47:46 GMT -5

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