Name: Purity
Age: 1 year, still young.
Picture or discription: Purity is a black and white, oddly colored lion with light blue eyes. ( If you won't accept the coloring of this character I have another that would work. )
Backstory: Purity was born to the pack and has lived an average life, despite the death of his mother and father. His sister left the pack to become a loner recently.
RP sample: ( This is from a different roleplay on a different website. If you don't want me using al those fancy words, that's fine. )
Her small, narrow paws sailed through the bracken, taking her closer to her destination, further from him. The sable sky sank into her pelt, setting it agleam. Her lustrous fur shone bright in the luminescence. Shelteringkit stopped abruptly when she assumed she had traveled far enough. "I'll never be safe again." She whimpered, her voice somber.Her languishing eyes dulled further as a voice sounded behind her, splitting the iron curtain. "Found you!" The tom chortled darkly. "Piss off, air-head." The kit spat bitterly. "The name isn't air-head. It's Severed." The tom hissed, though he was laughing at her on the inside. Just the name, Severed, sent shivers down her spine. "Severed. Like your face is going to be once I get ahold of you." Shelteringkit derided. The ginger tom chuckled cooly. "I guess I better leave on that note. See you around, tiny." Shelteringkit span around to claw Severed's muzzle, but he was already gone. She hated that nickname now.
