Name: Cassius
Age: 13 (human years)
Species: Siberian Tiger
Picture: Nope
Family: None living he's aware of.
Personality: Very gruff and grouchy, hard-exteriored Cassius is not a cat to cross. Ruthless to his enemies and rude to his "friends". Though he may loosen up around people he likes/doesn't hate.
History: Taken from Russia at a young age and sent to a private collector in Africa. As Cassius grew, so did his stomach, temper, and power. So the collector set him free to roam the African Bush.
Any additional information: No.
Preset: Nope.
RP Sample: The huge russet tiger stalked through the tall grass, intent on a hard of kudu (which he had developed a taste for). He did notice when he crossed a curious cat-scent line, but he didn't care. He had beaten off cheetahs, leopards, lions and hyenas in his time in Africa, soon they had all learned not to mess with a hungry tiger. Which was why he was shocked coming face to face with another tiger, but he recovered quickly, he tensed his massive muscles, lips drawn and fangs bared.
"Who, are you?" He growled.
(I had a better one but my stupid laptop deleted it, have the crummy sequel instead.