(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/056/9/3/jungle_lion_cub_fin_by_charfade-d4qyd56.png)
(No I did not make this picture, I got it from deviant art. (The user who I got it from was charfade)
As I was looking through the other characters I had posted I realized
something, they were all wolves. And since I do not want to leave out
any of my other characters (they get jealous...) I've
decided to add Vaskr, one of my cutest, and evilest cubs.
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Name:Vaskr
Name Meaning:Brave
Mate: He's a cub...
Crush:None... yet.
Cubs:Look up at the picture, think about that question
Personality: Vaskr is a head strong cub, and never will back down from a
fight. He is very mischievous, he tried to be nice though. Well, most of the
time at least, he does love the occasional prank. He loves to chase small
things, and to play. He has few friends he can truely say that he loves like
family, and no family of his own. Those that do worm their way into this
cub's heart though he would fight for to the death if needed. He has learned
to fight, be it not well in general terms, but good for his age.
Story: Vaskr has been a loner for almost all of his life. He barely remembers
his mother. The one thing he has never forgotten of her was gazing into
her lifeless eyes, he did not understand at the time what had happened but
she had died. He soon was shunned from his pride, for a new male had
taken the position of leader. He was just old enough to be weened off milk
at the time. He later found that the reason his mother had died was because
of her utter refusal to give him up to her new king. The other lionesses,
which Vaskr had hated for shunning him, he found to be not worthy of the
hatred he had bestowed on him. He had at one time thought they were simply
cruel, but after he had found out about how his mother was killed he soon
redirected this hate. He does not remember her face any more, but he does
remember the feelings he had for her, his mother had been the only creature
that he truly loved. Though he has never forgotten about what happened,
he has cast that past behind him. He left the territory of the pride lands for
good, to seek out his own future. He learned how to hunt, be it only small
game that most lions would pass up, and how to scavenge. He also learned
what signs to watch for when looking for a meal. He learned to defend himself
against some of the smaller creatures that would pick a fight with him. He
tries to stay away from fights, but if one does venture to him he does not
run, even if the fight would mean his demise. He has forgone his search
for a pride, as it has proven fruitless up to this point. He had joined a few,
but left them soon after. They treated him as wolves would a omega, and
Vaskr refused to tolerate it. He had no ties to the prides, and had less food
most times then he would on his own. The only redeeming feature would have
been protection, and if they had not been worse then what had stalked him in
the woods he would have stayed due to it. But as they did not he did not stay,
instead he set off to live on his own. He has decided that if he does join a pride,
that it would be one that he is welcomed into, and not one that he asks to be
let into.
Thank you, and I will keep it up soon as the ideas form in my head :P Grats on your 50th post Iris :)