Swafi Apr 14, 2011 17:42:26 GMT -5
Post by Cupid on Apr 14, 2011 17:42:26 GMT -5
Appearance: Swafi is a very light golden yellow lion cub with lighter color on his muzzle, chest, belly and paws, with a large chin and piercing multicolored eyes, the left eye is green, the right eye is red. He has a dark brown tail tuft and a small bit of fuzz on his head where his mane's growing in. He looks a little like Mufasa except with Outlander style eyes.
Mother: Kiara(Please include a picture or at least a descriptain)
Father: Kovu (Please include a picture or at least a descriptain)
Any Siblings?: A younger brother named Athari
Basic Personality: Arrogant, conceited, and vain, Swafi thinks he has it all, and deserves it all. He's the oldest of the two sons, and thus he believes he is entitled to and deserves the throne. Just cuz he's only the strongest and the smartest, and everyone loves him.
Likes: Being adored and treated well, abusing his younger brother, bragging about his rights to the Pridelands throne
Dislikes: The fact that Athari might one day take what he believes to be rightfully his. He's raging jealous and thinks Athari deserves nothing.
Fears: Athari getting to be the king instead of him
Hopes and Dreams: To be king of Pride Rock one day and boss everyone around.
Temperment: Haughty, prideful and arrogant. Most people probably won't like him because of his attitude.
History: Swafi was born the eldest of two cubs to King Kovu and Queen Kiara after the events of Simba's Pride. At first a happy soul who loved his brother, his entire outlook was dashed to pieces when he overheard his parents talking about how he was not fit to be future king, and were talking about crowning Athari, his younger brother, as the heir instead. Furious, Swafi allowed himself to be consumed with jealousy, and determined he would get rid of his brother by any means possible.
So it was he began pushing his younger, more naive and gentle brother around, abusing him physically and emotionally every chance he got.
It was on a particularly bright and sunny day that Swafi was sunning himself on the tip of Pride Rock when a bright light overtook him. The next moment he was smack in the middle of a totally unfamiliar land. Swafi eventually realized that without him, his mother and father would be forced to crown Athari king, and that worried him immensely. He's determined to find his way home by any means possible.
Sample Post: The sun, the beautiful, glorious African sun. Swafi lay stretched out on the edge of Pride Rock's promontory, smiling (for once in a pleasant, non-arrogant fashion) as he felt the sun's glorious rays warm his light golden fur. Ahhh, nothing could ruin this moment for him. Well, he was a little hungry (soon the lionesses would be returning with a meal) but other than that the moment was perfect. Nothing could ruin it, not even-
"Um...S-Swafi?" Swafi's multicolored eyes opened and he gritted his teeth in irritation. Not HIM again. Not that little throne-stealer. Annoyed, Swafi raised his head to look at the little scruffy red cub standing at the base of the rock. Looking suitably terrified and scared to come any closer. "S...Swafi, Mum told me to tell you the lionesses are b...back with food....she wants you to come down."
Swafi smirked, proud of himself for envoking such fear in his brother. "Ok brother....but first, why don't you come here. I wanna tell you something." Instead of complying, Athari took a step backward.
"Come here Athari. I just want to tell you a secret." Athari just backed away even more. "Whassa matter Athariiiii?" Swafi drawled, "I just wanna talk to you!"
"Uh Swafi Mom's...calling I uh... I uh I gotta go uh.. see ya." With that the red cub dashed away down the rocky path and out of sight. Chuckling, pleased with the display of fear, Swafi stood up. Very well, he might as well give chase. Or maybe he shouldn't. Let the little mongrel live in fear that he might be coming when he wasn't.
Smirking, he began his leisurely stroll down the promontory. Yep, nothing could spoil this moment.
"What the-?!" Suddenly a bright blinding flash of light blinded him and he shut his eyes instinctively, groaning. At first he thought the sun had come over the top of Pride Rock and shone in his eyes....but when he finally opened them again....the stone beneath his feet had turned to grass, and Pride Rock was no more. He was standing in the middle of a field, in a totally unfamiliar land. No-one was here, nothing but blue skies and forest as far as the eye could see.
"Hello?!" No one answered him. Swafi just stood in utter shock. What on earth had happened to him?
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