The Basics:

Name: Daza

Age: Cub (Six months)

Position: Cub

Gender: Lioness

Birthplace: Silver Pride

Residence: Golden Pride

The Appearance:

Eye Color: Green

Coat Color: Gray-white, silver

Scars: None…too young

Distinguishing Features: Mane, even though she’s female

http://media.photobucket.com/image/anime%20lion/melimaze14/anime/RikuLion.jpg?o=62 

The Personality:

Loves: Nothing

Likes: The power of Golden Pride, her kin, pouncing on tails

Dislikes: Hiding in plain sight, having Golden Pride powers

Secret(s): Wants to go back to Silver Pride

Weaknesses: Moon high, shadows, darkness

Strengths: Sharp ears, sun high, fighting

Pet Peeves: Everything…

The Other:

Scent: Fresh water

Crush: -Open-

Mate: N/A

Offspring: Way too young

Family: Father, unknown. Mother, Saphyra, deceased. Littermates; Zephyra and Dacian.

Gift: Shifting light, Daza can hide in plain sight during the day. The rays of the sun don’t make her pelt burn as they hide her from the preying eyes of others.

Additional Information: Daza is a bitter little cub. Wishing that she could have known who her father was or what her mother was like, Daza glowers at any family. Though, she dearly misses Dacian and enjoys Zephyra’s midnight visits.

((Accepted, and added, Siri.  Whoever wants to start may, but I'll be posting my intors eventualy.  *pokes homework*  I gotta get this done first, though.  >_>  And please, not of the "Not me!" things, just post when you're ready.  ;o 

Thanks for the bump.  <3 ))

((Alright.))

Zephyra rolling her cerulean eyes at Dacian, the sleek, white rex-cub who was wallowing in the stream, the silver-gray lioness heaved to her paws. Lifting her hips and tail to the evening sky, Zephyra stretched out her front paws, and snake her ivory claws into the fertile soil. Leveling out again the lioness shook any clinging debris from her back and belly. Her decorative feathers tickled her ear, but they were a simple comfort now, not an annoyance. Unlike this cub, she thought lovingly. Padding up to the streams edge, Zephyra gazed around at the lush, green vegetation that grew here because of the constant flow of the little stream. Silver Pride was lucky to have such a place in their territory; many other prides would kill for a spot like this. Although, that was why they often hid the oasis, so they didn’t stir any jealousy.

Clear drops of water splashed onto her dry face and Zephyra snarled at the shocking cold. “Dacian!” she cried, “You are such an ungrateful cub! Honestly, I should have your tail for that. Do you know how cold that water is?” With an irritated snort, she didn’t even bother waiting for an answer as turn around to trot away.

“Zephyra, don’t go!” the white rex-cub whined. “Besides, I’m the one who’s been playing in it. I know the water is cold.”

With a dignified glare over her shoulder, Zephyra demanded, “Then why did you splash me.” By the look in Dacian’s azure eyes, Zephyra knew he was just being obnoxious. He hardly gets to play, she thought sadly, I guess it’s not his fault if he brings me in on his little games. At his reply, Zephyra realized that her sympathy was misplaced.

“I wanted to watch the way your nose wrinkles in surprise,” Dacian blurted. “Makes you look like an anteater!”

Growling with displeasure, Zephyra was trying to come up with at least three reasons not to turn around and drown the little pest. Dacian may be her cub brother, but Zephyra didn’t know where his genes came from. The rex-cub was as bothersome as a chatty flamingo. No matter how many times you roar and snarl, it just comes back more talkative than before. Rolling her eyes again, Zephyra wondered when the gesture had become a habit. When Dacian was born and that was the truth. Following the worn trail up to the dens, Zephyra yawned as she spied each member of the pride. Anila, Arana, and Naida, the three healers, sat close together. While Akilina, Silvyr Nitrate, and Vorlos stretched out in the moonlight. Sniffing the air, Zephyra perked her ears. Off to the side, under a large Baobab tree, Kilo sat. Darker than most in the pride, Zephyra had always been a bit intimidated by Kilo’s size, but that was his purpose. As leader, Kilo had to risk his life to keep them safe, and being large only helped his odds.

Licking her lips, Zephyra wondered if she and the other lionesses would hunt tonight. Her belly rumbled at the though of a large zebra falling under their attack. It had been a while since their last hunt. Looking at Akilina, Kilo’s cub, Zephyra wondered if she would ask to come along. She was getting older and around the age most cubs began training. Dacian is no where near old enough for that yet. Too dense, she thought to herself. Glancing around the pride she asked, “Will we hunt tonight?”

Akilina blinked open her eyes, growling slightly. Alright, so she already knew that all she would see was darkness, it was the realization that her dreams would never be like reality, that made her snarl. She stood, stretching down on her hand legs and then on her forepaws. She yawned, showing rows of white teeth. Nudging Sylver, she realized he wasn't awake and neither was Naida. She shook hre head and walked down to greet Zaphyr.

With a sigh, she tried to lick the other cub, but completely missed, her tongue going off in the way her head was facing and that was in the air, not even close to Zephyr. She sat down, growling to herself about how incaapable she was. She smoothed down her purple-grey coat and imagined what it would be like to see. After deciding that it didn't matter, she stood up. "Would you like to go hunt." Ibn truth, Zephyr was the only lion, not even her father or mother, that she had trusted enough to tell that she actually could hunt and was good at it...

OoC: Feyth, ok. I was just making sure. If you create another open tab you can look at the pride list as you create your post, so you don't misspell the names. It helps to be less confusing. ::waits for others::