Sarabi

Sarabi

the basics

the appearance

Species • Your character's species. Hybrids only acceptable with Admin permission.
Eye Colour • Ruby Red
Markings & Scars •
Height •Above Average
Weight •Above Average
Voice Actor • Madge Sinclair
Basic Appearance •

the personality

Personality •A powerful Queen, a matriarch in her own right. Sarabi always had leadership qualities which was why she had been chosen to be the right hand to her mate Mufasa. She is a master of the hunt, and quite enjoys providing food for her pride. She has intense maternal instincts and has a deep love for cubs. Her relationship with Simba is strained a little due to him being gone for so long. She hopes to guide him as a King so he doesn't make bad decisions. Over all she is protective of the pride, and wants nothing more then to finally experience peace after such a long time in darkness. Being a grandma has given her so much new life, and she is looking forward to watching Kiara and Kion grow.
(I will flush her out more as she is played)

Likes • Cubs | Providing food for her pride | Peace and harmony
Dislikes • Hyena |Heat | Seeing those she cares for suffer.

History • Optional; preferred.

the FAMILy

Father •Sadik
Mother • Jahia.
Siblings • Naanda - sister, Diku - sister, Dwala - sister
Mate • Mufasa
Offspring • Simba - son, Kanoni - daughter, Nakala - adopted daughter
Others • Any other relatives? Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Grandparents, ect.

the role player

Name •Blackbird.
Nickname •Birdie.
Age • Old as the hills
Password • In Your Reflection
Other Characters • Your other characters, if any.

roleplay Sample

The skies had been threatening rain all day, thick thunder heads had appeared over the horizon. Most of the pride had stayed close to pride rock, and even more were already inside the den in which they all slept. Hushed whispers touched her ears and a low yawn escaped her as she stared outside. Sarabi hated to get her hopes up, that maybe just maybe the rain would end the dreadful drought. That the herds would once again return to the now mostly deserted pride lands. It had been many months since precious rain had fallen from the sky above. The wind had begun to pick up as well, and along with a came the sweet smell of water. She licked her lips absently thinking about having a nice long cold drink. If only she were so lucky.

"Ooof.." A low gasp escaped her as someone slammed into her side at full speed. She turned quickly and looked down at the laughing form of a young Nuka. One of the many cubs that Scar had sired in his long reign, but only one of the few that had survived this long. His ruby red eyes met her as his small body rubbed against hers in a sign of pure affection. Sarabi couldn't help but smile as the cub nestled himself between her paws, curling up a bit to watch the storm clouds. "I've never seen rain before Sarabi, what is it like?" His sweet yet raspy voice tickled her ears.

"Rain is life. With rain comes the grass and with the grass comes the herds. If it actually rains enough our time of suffering will finally be over." She told him. Again, she reminded herself to not get her hopes up. It had threatened to rain a few times in the last few years, but it never fell. Instead it had drifted by. "That sounds amazing.. I hope it rains. I want to see what grass looks like... And then mother can return home and stay home."

Indeed it would be nice if the pride were whole again, Zira and her hunting party had been gone for weeks now. A part of Sarabi was beginning to wonder if they would ever come back. She kept that to herself and instead ran her tongue along Nuka's head giving the boy a much needed bath. She ignored the pang in her chest as this gave her so many memories of her own precious son.

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