GUARDiAN, tigress

[guardian.]

&&__GUARDiAN.

name.
Guardian
shortened.
Dian , Guardi , Ardia , Ardi , Ardian
age.
two years
chromosomes.
xx , female

photographing references.
bengal tiger number one.
main points.
&. ! unusually small
&. ! pale reddish-brown with gray to black stripes
full appearance.
I'm unusually small for a tigress, but I guess that's because of my bloodline. Some of my ancestors - mainly on my mother's side - were white tigers, though it skipped one generation each time - and since my Mama was a white tiger, I am not. Instead, I get the mixing of my Mama's and Papa's coloring, resulting in my pale reddish-brown fur. Snow colored fur covers the area around my eyes, as well as my muzzle and cheeks, leading down to my chest and belly. My softly pointed ears are mainly black, with a few spots of white adorning them. Scattered throughout my pelt are stripes, ranging from light gray to pitch black, varying from thin and short to broad and long, like rivers. My nose, settled between two sets of long white whiskers, is a dark velvet like color, which goes well with my light amber eyes.

I have plenty of scars - the main being three long ones, running from my shoulders to hindquarters. It used to be that they'd hurt, a pain so fiery I couldn't move - could only wait. But now it's not very often that they hurt like that, and I hardly ever have my muscle fits. The minor scars don't hurt at all - the scars that barely show against my fur, but they're still there, though invisible unlike the other three, littering my face and legs.

break down.
&. ! moody
&. ! sly , cunning
&. ! sharp , in mind & tongue
&. ! witty , sarcastic
&. ! kind-hearted
&. ! adventurous
full persona.
I'm a moody one, that's for sure. I get my sweet, kind-hearted traits from my Papa, and my feisty, sharp, moody traits from Mama. Generally, I stay in the 'moody' mood. During that time, I'd watch what you say - because if I don't like it, it's not going to be pretty. I tend to snap at others, which leads them to think I'm an unsociable creature - but that's not true. I just hate it when people ask me to do something that they could do themselves, or when they try to push a belief onto me, or when they're rude, or when they ask stupid questions which deserve a sarcastic answer in return, or... Well, I just don't really like being bothered.

However, sometimes I'm that kind-hearted [ well, I'm always kind-hearted, but you know what I mean, right? ] Guardian, who's playful and adventurous. Certain someones can put me in that mood - my family, for one, and sweet little cubs. I love cubs - I hope to have them someday. But then again, who would love me that way?

family ties.
Mother - Renee , deceased
Father - Dura , deceased

Brother - Gingivere
history.
&. ! birth.
I was born to a white tiger, Renee, and my Papa - Dura. I had one sibling, a 'big' brother named Gingivere, who was both bigger and older than me - by a minute. Stupid Gingi.

&. ! age: one.
At one year of age, I was already getting into fights with other tigers. If it were bigger or older than me, and I was at a disadvantage, then Gingivere would come and pull 'em off, pinning them and growling at them until they turned tail and ran away. Then he would whisk around, as lithe and agile as always, and lecture me to death. Then he would take me home, where Papa would have a nice dinner waiting for us, and we would eat, and all would be forgiven.

&. ! age: two.
My parents had long since died at age two. Gingivere and I though, we stuck together - never left each others side. I became more withdrawn and moody, though, and I was thankful he was there - because when I picked fights with bigger cats, he was always there to help me - except for that one time, where I got those three scars from that cat, that Athena...

general terrain.
traveler - I can't stand to stay in one place. Not anymore.

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