Post by Rain on Feb 27, 2008 22:42:29 GMT -5
Name: Darzee
Nickname: Zee or Dar, or just call her Darzee.
Gender: Female
Age: 3 years
Appearance: Darzee's coat is a base of a light dusty, sandy hue. Along with this sandy pigment is a medium cocoa brown, mixed into her fur in the form of ticking; though, it, along with a various number of other hues ranging from deep sable to light ivory. Together, these all blend into a nice shade that seems... well, a bit like grains of sand, portioned perfectly to create the ideal shade for blending into the grasses. On her ears, eyes and eyesockets and muzzle, her fur gradiates into a deep, dark sable, almost black. Her nose, as well, is this dark sable hue. Her eyes seem black, though, once again, are actually an extremely dark chocolate. Her lips, as well, are sable, as are her paw pads. Going back to her fur, her chest is a bit lighter than other parts of her body, and has a light ivory patch. Her hind legs are quite strong, as are her forelegs, and her chocolate-colored claws are very long for a meerkat. Overall she is a fairly average sized meerkat, though more on the smaller side. Her back and sides and part of her hindquarters are patterned with a light tan brindle, but as soon as the brindle meets the base of her tail, it stops, and her tail becomes a solid sand pigment. Her whiskers are ivory, as well.
Personality: Darzee is willing to help anyone and everyone... who she feels deserves her assistance. More often than not, she judges you upon your respect and character, but doesn't everyone? However, respect is a big thing with Darzee. This is not to imply that she is a strict meerkat; well, that would only be half-right. She, as stated, demands respect from younger meerkats and respects her elders, but she loves to have fun and run around like a kit when she can. This female loves to have fun and play with others and is just a big kit on the inside. She knows when to get serious, however. She is not excellent at fighting, but her reasoning and cunning and loyalty make up for it all in battle; she would rather die for someone else than have someone else die for her. She believes that obstacles, such as battle and fighting, are put in the Clans' way to show how badly they want something and how strong their determination is to succeed, as well as their loyalty. The thing that ruffles her whiskers the most is when some female kats think that they are too good to get dirty; she believes that if you're going to be in a Clan, act like you care about more than just yourself, even if you don't.
History: Darzee was raised in another Clan, which wasn't really called a Clan; actually, this was a time a few years ago before groups of meerkats were called Clans in the land. Anyway, Darzee's parents were the Alpha and Alphess of her Clan, and Darzee was the heir to the throne... well, so was her brother, Ziern. He always seemed to be the center of attention, whether it was the gathering of food or leading the soldiers or even just watching the kits, he always seemed to steal the spotlight over the smallest things. Darzee, who had usually been stuck with baby-sitting or mentoring kits, grew tired of the long days that she endured. Sure, some days she enjoyed the young kits, but most days she grew bored teaching kit after kit the same exact thing. However, this isn't to say that she didn't like her brother; she did, though she had to say that he grew quite the bothersome meerkat and, more often than not, lived for the moment when he would drop a pebble on her head, or pop out at her from the burrow, and most of all, get his older sister into trouble. Yes, Darzee was Ziern's OLDER sister. When her brother was a young kit, it was she, not their mother Larena, who took the most care of him. "And how does he repay me?" she spat to herself that day he became an adult. "By being selfish and concieted!" Eventually, she decided to run off. Darzee grew tired of fending for the meerkat that did nothing in return for her kindness, and so she set off into the savannah to start her own Clan, her own life, and to forget the one she had. Well, maybe she never really forgot it...
Clan: Sluenai
Rank: Queen (female alpha)
Mate: none as of yet
Offspring: none as of yet
Siblings: 1 brother, Zeirn.
Parents: Larena is her dam, and Oriain is her sire.
Extra/Other: n/a