Post by Mooch on May 29, 2012 11:13:18 GMT -5
Name: Sierra
Age: 16
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Facepalm
Key/Lock Holder: Another Lion preferably. If we got a Nuka I'd love to see her with that guy ^^
Brief History: Raised in captivity, Sierra started out life as a normal lion cub, killing things a loving her Dad. However as she grew into a teenager she grew to hippie proportion, objecting to things like eating meat, animal testing and all sorts of other things. She also gets in fights with her parents all the time and is basically a typical teenager.
Receiving her lock one day after just breaking up with her boyfriend, Sierra took this chance to escape the Mirage and her overbearing parents and get gone to a tropical island where she could be at peace.
Sample Post: "Ugh, this is terrible." Sierra examined her face in a mirror, fluffing her hair and checking her makeup. This was getting silly now; two whole weeks and she hadn't found ONE lion here? Well there were those kids but kids annoyed her. She scoffed and leaned back in her beach chair, sunning her white fur.
"Why does this have to be so difficult?" She mused.
Age: 16
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Facepalm
Key/Lock Holder: Another Lion preferably. If we got a Nuka I'd love to see her with that guy ^^
Brief History: Raised in captivity, Sierra started out life as a normal lion cub, killing things a loving her Dad. However as she grew into a teenager she grew to hippie proportion, objecting to things like eating meat, animal testing and all sorts of other things. She also gets in fights with her parents all the time and is basically a typical teenager.
Receiving her lock one day after just breaking up with her boyfriend, Sierra took this chance to escape the Mirage and her overbearing parents and get gone to a tropical island where she could be at peace.
Sample Post: "Ugh, this is terrible." Sierra examined her face in a mirror, fluffing her hair and checking her makeup. This was getting silly now; two whole weeks and she hadn't found ONE lion here? Well there were those kids but kids annoyed her. She scoffed and leaned back in her beach chair, sunning her white fur.
"Why does this have to be so difficult?" She mused.
