VIXMYSSA, Lioness

[Vixmyssa]

General

Full Name: Vixmyssa
Nickname: Vix
Gender: Female
Breed: African Lion
Age: 4 years
Height: 3 feet
Weight: 200 lbs
Preferred Territory: Rainforest
Temper: Quick Tempered

Details

Appearance:
Vix is unlike many yet one in the same. Her coat is a majestic solid golden brown, covering her lovely frame in uniform color, not even Vix's furry underbelly boasts the ivory white of other lions. Her face is long, her nose black and her precious pools are a vibrant, sparkling honey color, as are most of her kind. She is small compared to the others and sleek as silk. Her large, long toed paws keep the remains of her rosary cub spots, her lengthy tail just barely holds any tuft of black fur at its end. Overall it could be said that Vix somewhat has the appearance of a large, slinky otter. The way she moves through the grass and between dense foliage is as smooth and drifting as a seal in the ocean, and the dark brown of her coat is what truly gives her the otter appearance. It could be said that her coat is so dark and lustrous because of the time spent in the shadows of twilight. She is also rather skinny, however, just as every other lion, she packs a powerful punch.

History:
Vix was born a month before her father's pride was overrun by three horrendous brothers. Their manes were as dark as they get, and their fangs were terribly sharp. An epic battle was waged between Vix's father and his own brother against the three intruding males. However, the battle was in vain. Only one of the three brothers was mortally wounded, while the other two escapes with miner bruising and scratches. By the end of the day Vix's father lay dead and the three brothers immediately began their rise in terror. Sweeping over the pride with mouths open, tearing apart every cub they came across, male and female alike. Vix's mother was different from her sisters though, she was smarter, wiser, and led Vix with her sister away into the brush before the three leaders could get to her cubs.

Traveling far over the grasslands, eventually a great green tangle of jungle-land rose before the three escapees. Into that dense forest-like area they hid for many more weeks. The three brothers were oblivious to Vix's mother's disappearance, but her presence in the jungle did not go unnoticed. By the time Vix and her sister were a year old, they were quite versed in the ways of jungle life, however, it was certain a lion was not welcome in that area. From the shadows a massive male tiger appeared, obviously hungry for the prey he had been stalking for the last few months. Fara and Vix attempted to escape and return to their mother, but the tiger was very quick indeed. He caught up quickly and catching Fara with a swipe of his mighty paw, dragged Vix's sister into the foliage blanketing the jungle floor. Vix stopped and looked back, her honey colored eyes, rimmed with black, searched for any sign of Fara's escape, but nothing came except the hungry roar of the male tiger and Fara's pitiful death squeals. Vix turned away and returned to her mother with head hung. She was sorrowful over the death of her sister, and angry at males. Twice now they had come into her life and destroyed everything. First it was her father, then it was her sister.

Vix stayed with her mother in the jungle for three days after the death of her sister before departing to live on her own. She had grown morose and anti-social, much like the tigers themselves. Living a solitary life, it became Vix's goal to slay a cub of any breed on sight. It was a pleasure for her to taunt the young tigers of the rain forest a well. They were haughty, ignorant beasts and succumbed easily to Vix's pranks. More than once after her third birthday did Vix slay and devour a juvenile tiger or tigress in her anger and distress. After the passing of her sister she felt that every tiger family deserved to feel that sense of loss, just as she did.

So now after her fourth birthday, Vix remains a heartless, killing machine. She has no sense of pride-making considering she had lived for so long beside the tigers of the jungle. And she has sworn more than once to never fall in love. Like she would ever meet one of her own kind anyway, right? Well that's what she thinks. The only others of her kind in the rain forest were her sister and mother.

Personality:
She is morose and somewhat angry all the time. Her temper is fierce and burns towards just about everything. Her heart has hardened since living most of her life in the rain forest. Such a rough life has taught her many different instincts only a tiger would seemingly posses. She has no friends and barely any family, her life is completely solitary and she absolutely will not tolerate the presence of any males. Not once yet has she shown any tiger mercy or paused before going in for the kill.

General Dislikes: Males, tigers, grasslands, prides, being with someone

General Pleasures: The jungle, being alone, killing cubs and juveniles, killing tigers, sharpening her claws

Father: Jinjin-[deceased]
Mother: Ulana-[Unknown]
Siblings: Fara-[deceased]
Mate: None
Cubs: None