Post by malika on Oct 11, 2010 13:18:08 GMT -5
MALIKA
Gender: Female
Age: Four Years
Birth-country: Africa
Species: Leopard
*Pride: None
*Rank: Loner
Eye color: Amber
Body Build: Slightly below average, very long in the tail with elegant legs.
Fur Length: Short to medium depending on the season.
*In-Depth Physical Appearance: Malika is a slightly below average sized leopard with a average orange-brown body, darkening around the backbone and ears. All of her body apart from her muzzle and the area around her mouth are covered with black rosette spots. Her paw pads are dark grey, the area around them and a little bit up her legs is pale white/beige. The majority of her tail is white with black rings, breaking up into spots at the tails base. Her eyes are bright amber, darkening around the pupils slightly.
Mother: unknown
Father: unknown
Siblings: One Sister. unknown.
Friends: Principessa.
Mate: None.
Children: None.
Do they favor their birth-country, or the USA grounds?: Malika prefers her African home, even if it has horrible memories.
Personality: Malika is a very cautious character, and if someone begins to speak to her, she will ask a lot of questions and try to find out every last detail about whoever they are. It takes a lot of trust to be considered as a friend, but only the tiniest bit of hate to be a foe to Malika. Malika is quiet as well, trying to keep away from any other felines and only speaking if they speak first. She doesn't exactly have a way with words and sometimes ends up trailing of and leaving the rest to the other.
History: Malika started her life in Africa with her parents and her one sister. The two got on like a house on fire and where as close as sisters could be.
One hot summers day, the family rested beneath a tree, panting in the warmth of the day. Malika and her sister played together, but Malika's mother was suspicious, and felt very unnerved. The Mother decided to take her family into the grass as shelter from whatever was annoying her, and in the grass after scanning the horizon saw a human being. She told her family to hide, and they did so, but the human had all ready seen them, and it all happened in a second for Malika. One moment her mother was crouching there and murmuring comfort to her cubs, but then she was on the ground with a bullet wound in her head. The terrified cubs fled, only to bump into the hunter, who took Malika by the scruff and stuffed her into a box.
Malika was taken to America, sold as a pet along with her sister. They where purchased by a spoilt young girl, who hurt the sisters and made there lives a living hell.
Malika grew up and became dangerous. She was locked away from her sister in a single room, with no windows or food. She stayed there for ages, until she had had enough, and leaped at the door. the wooden door collapsed under her paws, and she made a break for the doors, through the garden, and out of the luckily open door. She ran and ran through streets and alleyways, until she reached where she lives now...
Malika sometimes thinks about what her sister could be doing now. She has thought about searching for her, but has never tried, convincing herself that it would be useless, and no good could come of it.