Post by Pandora on Mar 15, 2010 22:48:59 GMT
[Name:] Pandora
[Age:] 9 months old
[Species:] Bear
[Animal:] Grizzly Bear
[Appearance:] Still fairly young, Pandora is quite small compared to other grizzlies, with petite figures and muscle only beginning to build along her forearns and hindlegs. She has a heart-shaped face and two perfectly round ears, with big, bright eyes. She has large paws for her age that predict that she is going to be quite large some day.
[Furs:] A light, cinnomon-chocolate brown with blonde-frosted tips toward the front of her body, specifically around her shoulders and face.
[Orbs:] Dark, dark, brown eyes hardly noticable around her black irises.
[Markings:] No specific markings
[Scars:] No scars.
[Personality:]
Just as her name suggests, Pandora is very curious. She does like to go out and stray from others, just because something caught her eye. So much so, she can be compared to a child displaying ADD symptoms. Because of her past and her vulnerable age, she is also very nervous, and not willing to trust at first meeting. She will keep her distance from a stanger until she is comfortable with them. But once she is comfortable with you, she will stick with you, and if you become her friend, there will never be another more loyal. If you insult her, she is more likely to run and hide than to confront and risk a fight. She may be young, but she's not stupid.
[Likes:]
[+]Swimming
[+]Fishing
[+]Sunbathing on rocks in the river
[+]Forests
[+]Chewing on grass and bark
[Dislikes:]
[-]Being alone for long periods of time
[-]Being hungry
[-]Territorial male bears
[Specialities:] Hiding, making herself completely invisible to others.
[History:] Pandora was always a curious cub. She constantly wandered away from her mother and brother, constantly looking for adventures. One day during the early months of hibernation, Pandora woke up and smelt something delicious outside of the den. Not having eaten anything but the sparse roots that grew out of the earth of the den, she ventured out. She wasn't a very good tracker at that point, only about six months old, and wound up getting lost. At one point, she heard her mother's grunts and growls for her. At a point they became difficult to hear because she heard thundering, but she was able to find her way back to the den, but when she had reached it, they were gone. For days she had searched and searched, but they were gone. She was abandoned. From that day on, she had to grow up, feeding on the sparse shrubbery and occasional rabbit and struggling through the winter, near death more than a few times. She learned to fish out of the memory of watching her mother, but fish were scarce in the winter. But with the coming of spring, she is growing stronger, and able to observe other bears to hone her hunting and foraging skills.
[Parents:] Unbeknownst to her, her mother was killed
[Siblings:] Unbeknownst to her, her brother was killed
[Mate:] None
[Off Spring:] None