Vicky - Huntress

[attr="class","digiinfo"]7 years

[attr="class","digiinfo"]female

[attr="class","digiinfo"]heterosexual

[attr="class","digiinfo"]west african

[attr="class","digiinfo"]huntress

[attr="class","digicomp"]APPEARANCE

[attr="class","digibody"]Eye Color: yellow[break]
Height: 3.2 feet[break]
Weight: 247[break]
Dignifying Marks: scars on the bridge of her nose and a large scar on the outside of her hind left leg[break]
Likes: Unity within the pride and hunting parties, the thrill of the hunt excites her. Her favorite time of the day is at dusk when things are starting to settle from the day. Despite enjoying being part of a pride, she loves alone time as well, laying on a comfy rock and just watching things around her.[break]
Dislikes: Bull headiness within a pride, she doesn't see much point in having trouble within a pride. Liars greatly annoy her and once you have crossed the line with her, she doesn't allow you back into her trust. While she loves to hunt, hunting alone is something she does not enjoy because typically she never gets a meal that way or if she does, it isn't much of a meal. The dry season makes it harder to find food since the prey have to roam farther than normal to find enough food for themselves.[break]
Strengths: Not typically willing to back down from a hunt or fight. Willing to do as she is asked of her higher ups within a pride.[break]
Weaknesses: Compassion for the young and weak, it tends to get her into trouble. She also tends to think to much about the male lions and that will sometimes cloud her judgement. If she spends a lot of time on the move and not enough time resting, her hind leg will bother her and she will move with a small limp.[break]
Life Goals: She would love to be a valued member of a pride until her final days and maybe raise some cubs, but not terribly wanting them. The one other thing she would like in life is to find out if her sister is still alive or she was killed.[break][break]

Most of her pelt is a light tan, a darker stripe runs down the middle of her face, stopping a little lower than her eyes and up by her ears. Her cheek fur is also tinted a little bit darker, coming up between the eyes in short lines, and with lighter fur surrounding her eyes. The bridge of her nose is scarred up from fights she has had in her lifetime. Her rounded ears are the same slightly darker tint of her muzzle until they come up to a dark strip across them about halfway up with lighter fur rounding out the top of her ears. Her body is a mostly light tan with some slightly darker dapples on her hind legs and belly. A dark tipped tail rounds out the lioness' main color. A large scar is on her hind left leg, it is old, but has discolored the leg hair where it runs from the hock joint down to her paw. When she was younger her shoulders rose above her back just a little, but as she has aged her back has dipped own some, by the time she will reach ten years, she will be pretty swaybacked. While it does weaken her spine some, it doesn't case her discomfort or affect in any other way. Not a terribly big lioness in size or weight, but she holds her own with being more stout built and the hunting helps keep her muscles strong. Yellow eyes complete the female's look.

Signature picture - Photo used

[attr="class","digicomp"]HISTORY

[attr="class","digibody"]Father: Tybalt // not living[break]
Mother: Cathrine // not living[break]
Siblings: Veronica // not living[break]
Vivian // unknown to her, but is alive[break]
Mate: none // n/a[break]
Offspring: none // n/a[break]
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Tybalt and Cathrine had two female cubs, Vicky and Veronica. However he did have two other cubs with another lioness. One was a stillborn male, the other Vivian. For some reason Tybalt really wanted them to all start their names with V. Those three grew up together, the lived in a small pride of five adults, three of them being their parents of course and the others were older lionesses. Most of the first year was the typical just playing around and learning. By the time Vicky reached two, she loved the hunts, asking to go overtime no matter what the prey was. Veronica was happy to stay home and let her sister go. Vivian spent most of her time by herself. Vicky really didn't know what to think of her half sister, but they got along better with her than her full sister most days. Around the time they reached four years old and were full grown, things had changed some. The herds they typically hunted had moved on and the dry season was taking the pride down hard. Cathrine had passed away, Vivian's mother was close to death. All three of the young lioness were underweight and life was bleak.

Tybalt couldn't keep his family together, he ran off his daughters, hoping they would find a better place to live and so the ones left in the pride would have a more food to go around of what there was. Vivian and Vicky were hurt to be run off, but thought the adventure would be fun. Veronica was not happy at all. One evening she left her sisters, telling them she was heading out to find some fresh water. By morning she had not returned and the two remaining lionesses moved out, unsure what had happened, but also unable to track her down. About two months following the kick out, they ran into trouble. They had both been starving for awhile and finally had found some human's livestock. People were not something they knew much about, but the animals were easy to kill and so they hung around in the area. Of course the people quickly caught on that they had two lions picking off their animals and they set traps. Mostly it was pits covered in dead limbs and leaves. While going in for another hunt, Vicky fell into a pit, the person who had set it up had done a poor job or gotten tired so it wasn't done in a way that would kill her. Instead one of the spikes ripped her pelt open from the bottom of her paw all the way up to her hock. The hole wasn't dug deep so she was able to struggle out.

The livestock though had been going crazy with all this going on and people came running out, guns ready. Both lionesses took off, Vivian was shot once at least with Vicky hiding quickly due to her injured leg. The two sisters haven't seen each other since then. It has been three years and Vicky still wonders if her sister ever made it out alive or not. Since that night Vicky has been a rogue, searching for a pride to live in while trying to protect herself. On the constant lookout for man, she has come across a wildlife reserve. She has found Onyejekwe Reserve and after searching for a way in, has entered into this sheltered home where the threat of man will allow her to finally seek out a pride and hope to be a help in anyway she can.