Post by deathy on Mar 8, 2010 10:58:21 GMT -5
Biography
Name;; Ptolemy
Age;; Young Adult
Gender;; Male
Species;; Egyptian Lion
Appearance;; Ptolemy is quite the sight indeed. He is a very large male, topping the scales at 320 kg or approximately 700 lbs. He's easily surpassed Mufasa and is even rumored to be larger then the great king Ahadi. His body is packed with muscles and he knows how to use them.
His pelt is a soft creamy blond colour, marred by many scars he gained while fighting his way through his old territory. Unlike the lions found around the Serengeti, Tolly's paw colour seeps up his limbs to fade into his pelt. This colour fading is strangely, only found on Egyptian bred lions.
His body structure is much like a pridelander while his facial structure is similar to an outlander, those his nose is rounded like a pridelanders and not pointed like Scar or Zira's.
His mane is large in volume and two toned. The long, straight bangs cradle his face are a chocolaty colour. Then a dusty creamish tan wraps from his neck and travels down it, the base of his neck and shoulders covered in the same chocolate as his bangs.
His most notable feature, is his docked tail. When he was a young cub, he had strayed too close to the river and he was attacked by a nile croc. He managed to escape, with most of his tail bitten off.
Last, but not least, his eyes are a mysterious stormy blue. His eyes can chill you to the bone with one of his piercing glares, or they can curl your toes and make your spine tingle with one of his lusty stares.
Pride;; Rogue
Personality;; Ptolemy is one motherfucker you do not want to mess with. He feels no remorse nor concern for anyone's well being other then himself and his little sister. Anyone that tries to overpower him is either left for dead, or for the buzzards. He does not take anything from anyone and rather enjoys wreaking havoc on the prides he stumbles across. He greatly dislikes other males and tends to avoid them whenever possible. But females, however, he tries to draw them out from the safety of their pride for a little fun.
Likes;; Pain, Females, Suffering, Death, Acantha
Dislikes;; Authority, Males, Hope
History;; From the start, Ptolemy had a hard life. He was an unwanted parasite to his parents, only conceived in lust. Amara greatly disliked being a mother, but she didn't kill her son. Instead she only took care of him when he truly needed her. As soon as he was weaned, she ignored him.
The pride soon followed their example and used the small cub for their amusement. This only fueled the fire in Tolly. Instead of turning into a weak thing, he simply turned around and fought back. Tolly was caught in at least three fights daily and though he may not of won most of them, he learned something from each brawl.
After the incident concerning his tail, the fights grew in numbers. Eventually, Tolly began to always come out victorious. When he was a teen, the pride that taunted him quickly grew fearful of him and his intimidating size. Finding no more fun, he soon left them to wander around.
He learned to hunt on his own from trial and error and soon enough, he was efficient enough. One day, he stumbled upon a wandering pride and their young princess peeked his interest. He was ran off by the leader, but Tolly just turned around and came back to hang with the young female.
Then one day, the pride was gone and he was left alone again. He wandered the savannah for a while before returning home, to find his father in power and his mother surrounded by cubs. He watched her treat them with the loving care he never received.
In jealousy, he took one of his sisters and left the pride, promising to never return.
Now a young adult, Ptolemy has found himself near the pridelands, Taamu still tagging along behind him devoting.
Family
Parents;; Zuberi - Father, Amara - Mother
Siblings;; Taamu - Little Sister
Mate;; Many one-night-stands, none can claim him
Cubs;; Many he does not know of.