Post by Willow on Oct 26, 2012 21:08:54 GMT -6
Basic Info
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Name: Sintara
Nicknames or Alias:Permits Tara or Tari
Age:4 years and 2 months
Gender:Female
Species:Homotherium serum
Pack or Clan:None but can be persuaded
Role Within The Pack or Clan:None
Loyalties:To herself
A Deeper Look
Description:A small, svelt female with thick, short, silver gray fur with a white neck and underbelly. Various black out-lined spots are spread across her pelt. Her ears, nose, and short tail-tip are completely black. She has the small but strong protruding canines characterized by her kind. Her legs are long and muscled, great for sprints and climbing, and her large paws are set with white claws ready to tear through thick skin and flesh.
Personality:Sintara is over-all a very intellegent cat with beauty to match her brains. Not seeming to pose the least bit of a threat because of her size and stature and posessing a voice that is soft and smooth and sweet as honey, Sintara is able to win over practically all that she meets and has no trouble starting a conversation and winning the trust of other big cats, often proving a flirt when it comes to males. But this young cat has a deadly, dark side, one seldom every seen and never heard of. Once she knows shes close to you, she will use her sweet talk and superior intellect to manipulate you if she can, using you to her advantage and if you just so happen try to resist or break off ties with her, she will quickly dispose of you in her own disturbing ways. Sintara has no real friends and no family she calls her own. Haughty and vain, she views herself and other Homotherium serum of higher status than all others. She also has a tendency to become incredibly jealous and angry.
Bloodline
Mother:Carlial(deceased)
Father:Dusky(deceased)
Aunts:unknown
Uncles:unknown
Cousins:unknown
Siblings:Romeal(deceased)
Nieces:none
Nephews:none
Mate:None but is willing
Offspring:None
Other Info
Medical Conditions:None
Plotting Status:Available
History:Sintara was born alongside her 'twin' brother, Romeal, in the Snow-Capped Mountains. In her younger years, Sintara wasnt the cold-calculated killer she is now. She actually looked up to her parents and her viens pulsed with the warmth of an innocent cub. It was once her father's training began that she was turned to the 'dark-side'. What her father taught to her and Romeal excited Sintara and she readily absorbed the lessons of brutality and battle. But no matter what she did, no matter how much better she proved herself than pitifully shy Romeal, her father always gave the praise and encouragement to her brother instead.
With the flame of jeolousy and spite rearing in her, Sintara only pushed herself harder to best Romeal and did everytime. Still, all the warmth and words went to him instead of her. So Sintara hatched a plan. Using her sharp intellect and sweet, soft words, Sintara one day managed to convince her parents to fly across the protective mountains to a place where she knew a certain deadly beast. To her delight, they never returned.
Once he was convinced they had died, Romeal decided to try to watch over Sintara, all of which was a failure and Sintara made sure he was reminded of his faults everytime and watched as he deteroiated from grief and disappointment. Sintara was sure she had her brother broken and in her power, until one day he informed her he was making a life on his own. All of her built fury and malice came out in that moment, the one time she lost her composure. She could have killed him if she really wanted to, but she let him go with a reminder to never dare come back. For the rest of her days, Sintara made sure that Romeal never again recieved the warmth of comfort and companionship by cleverly doing away with all he met, for she always watched her brother even though he never saw her. Eventually, Romeal seemed to have given up on aquiring friendships and Sintara, bored with the lack of action, quickly did away with her brother and returned to her old den, where she was born and now lived.
Now, the little cat focuses her energies on other cats than her own kind and wolves, wounding or slaying all she happens to meet with, learning all their weakness and strengths and slowly forming her abilities so as to combat successfully with them. Her one dream, her one vision is to finally do away with the growing number of dog-like beasts and have the mountains and its remaining inhabitants in her claws.
Picture:
Name: Sintara
Nicknames or Alias:Permits Tara or Tari
Age:4 years and 2 months
Gender:Female
Species:Homotherium serum
Pack or Clan:None but can be persuaded
Role Within The Pack or Clan:None
Loyalties:To herself
A Deeper Look
Description:A small, svelt female with thick, short, silver gray fur with a white neck and underbelly. Various black out-lined spots are spread across her pelt. Her ears, nose, and short tail-tip are completely black. She has the small but strong protruding canines characterized by her kind. Her legs are long and muscled, great for sprints and climbing, and her large paws are set with white claws ready to tear through thick skin and flesh.
Personality:Sintara is over-all a very intellegent cat with beauty to match her brains. Not seeming to pose the least bit of a threat because of her size and stature and posessing a voice that is soft and smooth and sweet as honey, Sintara is able to win over practically all that she meets and has no trouble starting a conversation and winning the trust of other big cats, often proving a flirt when it comes to males. But this young cat has a deadly, dark side, one seldom every seen and never heard of. Once she knows shes close to you, she will use her sweet talk and superior intellect to manipulate you if she can, using you to her advantage and if you just so happen try to resist or break off ties with her, she will quickly dispose of you in her own disturbing ways. Sintara has no real friends and no family she calls her own. Haughty and vain, she views herself and other Homotherium serum of higher status than all others. She also has a tendency to become incredibly jealous and angry.
Bloodline
Mother:Carlial(deceased)
Father:Dusky(deceased)
Aunts:unknown
Uncles:unknown
Cousins:unknown
Siblings:Romeal(deceased)
Nieces:none
Nephews:none
Mate:None but is willing
Offspring:None
Other Info
Medical Conditions:None
Plotting Status:Available
History:Sintara was born alongside her 'twin' brother, Romeal, in the Snow-Capped Mountains. In her younger years, Sintara wasnt the cold-calculated killer she is now. She actually looked up to her parents and her viens pulsed with the warmth of an innocent cub. It was once her father's training began that she was turned to the 'dark-side'. What her father taught to her and Romeal excited Sintara and she readily absorbed the lessons of brutality and battle. But no matter what she did, no matter how much better she proved herself than pitifully shy Romeal, her father always gave the praise and encouragement to her brother instead.
With the flame of jeolousy and spite rearing in her, Sintara only pushed herself harder to best Romeal and did everytime. Still, all the warmth and words went to him instead of her. So Sintara hatched a plan. Using her sharp intellect and sweet, soft words, Sintara one day managed to convince her parents to fly across the protective mountains to a place where she knew a certain deadly beast. To her delight, they never returned.
Once he was convinced they had died, Romeal decided to try to watch over Sintara, all of which was a failure and Sintara made sure he was reminded of his faults everytime and watched as he deteroiated from grief and disappointment. Sintara was sure she had her brother broken and in her power, until one day he informed her he was making a life on his own. All of her built fury and malice came out in that moment, the one time she lost her composure. She could have killed him if she really wanted to, but she let him go with a reminder to never dare come back. For the rest of her days, Sintara made sure that Romeal never again recieved the warmth of comfort and companionship by cleverly doing away with all he met, for she always watched her brother even though he never saw her. Eventually, Romeal seemed to have given up on aquiring friendships and Sintara, bored with the lack of action, quickly did away with her brother and returned to her old den, where she was born and now lived.
Now, the little cat focuses her energies on other cats than her own kind and wolves, wounding or slaying all she happens to meet with, learning all their weakness and strengths and slowly forming her abilities so as to combat successfully with them. Her one dream, her one vision is to finally do away with the growing number of dog-like beasts and have the mountains and its remaining inhabitants in her claws.
