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I wonder,
Does the sky watch us from above?
I wonder,
Does it see us tear the land?
Does it see us rip asunder,
The flesh of our foe and friend?
I wonder,
Does it see us strike as thunder?
As we delve ever deeper into the Shadows?
Yes,
I do wonder.





Name: Troy

Gender: Male

Species: Barbary Lion

Rank: Hunter

Accessories:

:bulletblack: None (yet)


Armor:

:bulletblack: Dark black leather
:bulletblack: Steel spikes
:bulletblack: Black painted steel plating.





Personality:
[ Fierce, distrusting, loyal, manipulative, intelligent, hard-working, cruel, passionate. ]


[ F i e r c e ]



[ D i s t r u s t i n g ]



[ L o y a l ]



[ M a n i p u l a t i v e ]



[ I n t e l l i g e n t ]



[ H a r d – w o r k i n g ]



[ C r u e l ]



[ P a s s i o n a t e ]






Biography and Background:

[ Water drops, cool and calm. ]



At a young age, Troy and his brother had believed that they had been born and raised on the African Plains, but that was not the case. As young cubs, they were trained together in the way of protection. That is, until one day they was captured by what they thought was a group of poachers.

It was a full year before the two lions learned that he had, instead, been born and raised solely for the purpose of entertainment. He and his brother, Brutus, had always been destined to be sold and taken to the coliseums. Though, the brothers were lucky enough, since they were both sold to the same two owners, a father and a son. Brutus, the large white lion and speculated to be the more ‘popular’, was owned by the father of the two part ownership, giving him a sense of dominance. Troy, was to be owned by the son.

For a time, the two brothers fought apart from each other, in different classes and rankings of the Coliseum battles. Brutus, was to be dominant in the human and feline battles, while Troy, was to be dominant in the feline and feline battles. Or on his case, a team coliseum match.

After their initial training, Troy and Brutus earned a second 'companion' in their little duo of well known fighters. A pure melanistic tigress named Anahita, whose owner had foolishly lost her in a gamble, where he had bet on a wild tiger rather than the fierce lynx he had been pitted against.

Anahita was quickly accepted by Troy, and from the start had been struck smitten with her. She seemed to hold similar feelings for him as well, and after being through various team matches in the vicious pits together, they came to form a special bond. However, Brutus and Ana had immediately struck off wrong, and the two hated each other immensely, commonly getting into verbal fights and insult competitions.

But, there were moments when the three could get along. Their 'stalls', that their owner had for them, were close to each other, and every night they would rest and talk, and share gossip they heard in their respective times between battles. It was a rough life, but they managed it. At this point, Troy and Anahita had already considered each other mates.


[ Dripping steadily, falling to the earth below. ]


Brutus and Troy have always had a love/hate relationship as brothers. A common thing among siblings, and expected until the day the died. But, for these two, it escalated. Brutus's ego outgrew him, devouring his mind and causing him to develop a cruel disposition towards his dark pelted brother. Being the personal fighter of Troy's owner's father, he was viewed as 'better', and 'popular'. And obviously, he held it over Troy at every chance he got.

One of the main reasons Ana hated Brutus so much, was because of the insults that he threw at Troy every night, and often scolded Troy himself for being complacent towards these harsh words. And it was true. For as long as the orange-eyed Barbary Lion could remember, his brother had always lorded accomplishments over him, but it had never bothered him, since he would always find a way to get back at his brother. Playfully, of course. Nothing ever escalated over a sibling rivalry.

During Troy and Anahita's time as partners in battles, they were expected to breed, and spread their strong genes onto the next generation. And, eventually, they did.

A single cub was born from Ana and Troy, a handsome Liger cub to be named Scorpio. For the first few months of his life, he was raised and taken care of by his parents. Troy loved his son immensely

But then Brutus's owner died from an illness, leaving the son of the pair to inherit ownership of the white lion. Secretly, Troy wasn't happy to hear this, but he didn't show it in front of his mate or his brother.


[ But as water falls, over time it can become a cold and unyielding pillar of stone. ]


WIP





*Interesting facts*


:bulletblack: He, his brother Brutus, and Brutus's mate, all originally fought in the coliseum as a well known fighting team.

:bulletblack: More to be added





Family

--- Parents:


Mother: "Uzuri" :bulletwhite:/:bulletorange:
Status: Unknown

Father: "Mnyama" :bulletwhite:/:bulletorange:
Status: Unknown

--- Siblings:


Brother: "Brutus" :bulletred:/:bulletred:
Status: Alive

--- Mate:


Mate: None _/_
Status:___

Past Mate: “Anahita” :bulletpink:/:bulletorange:
Status: Deceased

--- Cub(s):


Son: “Scorpius” :bulletpink:/:bulletorange:
Status: Alive





Relations:


:bulletwhite: = Neutral
:bulletblue: = Friend
:bulletgreen: = Close Friend
:bulletyellow: = Crush
:bulletpink: = Love
:bulletred: = Dislike/Hate
:bulletorange: = Family/Mate
:bulletblack: = Jealous
:bulletpurple: = Respect



:bulletblack:Bounty Hunters::bulletblack:

Scaeden = :bulletwhite:/ :bulletpurple:
”He’s bold, and he begets arrogance. I reserve my trust and my judgment, but I respect him for attempting to tame our idiotic bunch of wannabe Hunters. If only barely.“


Outside the Bounty Hunters:

TBA




Empire Statistics:


Empire Points: 3 EP
Stealth: 0
Intelligence: 0
Strength: 2
Defense: 1
Speed: 0
Stamina: 0





Traits:


Dominant: Orange eyes [Aa], dark pelt[Aa]

Recessive: Dark mane [Aa]

Carrier: Thin mane [Aa], white coloration [aa], blue eyes [Aa]


Note: Carrier traits cannot be seen.




CAPTURE STATUS

Troy is a fierce fighter whose size is his most dangerous weapon. Empire cats who see this Hunter had best flee in the other direction should they wish to remain alive, or out of the Coliseums. Armor protects all major body-parts aside from what his mane covers, which is armor in itself.
Empire Cats are advised not to engage in battle with this Hunter.


==> Hunter rank: Senior
==> Capture record: 6
==> Recent captures: Unknown





Example Roleplay:
Taken from the The Strike on Lightning. (BH Raid on LE)


Satisfying warmth oozed between Troy's mud and ash covered paw. An even fresher tang of copper and salt hitting the air as the warmth spread. A deep growl of pain met his ears, and the final brick was pulled loose from his foundation of patience. It was time for battle, and he may kill as many cats as he could, without consequences. This was his battle, and he was the Meister of the dance. A deep rumble of savage giddiness threaded out of his clenched teeth, his torn expression a vicious, snarling grin splitting the features of his face.

His claws tore through the lioness's shoulder, leaving a terrible wound on her cream colored pelt. Troy briefly reflected how glad he was he hadn't cleaned his paws off from the muck in Shadow Empire's territory; he hoped the grit would cause her shoulder to become infected should he miss the chance to kill her or capture her tonight. 'But I have no intention of letting this opportunity escape me.' The huge Barbary lion thought with an adrenaline filled excitement, and he quickly jumped back when his claws became disconnected from his prey.

The din and roar of the battle around him saturated his eardrums with a constant, erratic beat of death and the aura of victory. Everything was going as planned, and soon their goal would be accomplished, and they could return home with their prizes to be draped in glory. Woe unto any cat who had missed this chance, or fell into their claws. The Bounty Hunters were here, and they were not about to be defeated by vile Empire pests.

Heavy, bloodstained paws hit the ground as he maneuvered away from the Leucistic lioness as she backed away from his attack. She was small compared to him, average. Easy. He narrowed his single eye, a glint of challenge in its depths. Would she be as much fun as he had originally hoped?

A scuffle of paws on grass, and she charged forward, head down and focused intently on the paws that had just rent a crimson tear in her skin. Too intently. He knew this trick; it was cub’s-play and foolish, considering his armor protected the major parts of him that his thick mane didn't. But he decided to play along. The monster of a lion stood his ground, inviting her in. Inviting her to the attack. One free blow, should she manage it. It was mocking, and full of a sense of murderous intent loomed around his eyes.

And lo, just as he predicted. A simple and childish move taught to an apprentice Hunter right off the bat. Focus on the paws, aim for the back.

With a mocking snarl, his huge form moved into the attack, letting her claws scrape with a metallic shriek against his black plated steel armor. His ears rung with the sound, but he moved without missing a beat. His opponent fell past him, her claws having done nothing more than leave four scratches along his back plating, he lunged silently for her skull and back. His own claws flexed as he stuck, reaching forward to try and grasp her along the spine, ribs, or shoulders while his massive jaws sought to clamp on her exposed, cream colored ears.





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Nythero's avatar
would make awesome adopt