Name: Basir {Wise One}
Age: 8
Gender: Male
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Rank: Nomad
Desired Rank: He wishes to be in a pride
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Appearance:
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He is quite a striking male, one who was very handsome is his younger days, and even to an extent now. His body is smothered in scars however, which outline each event in his life like an ancient carving. His stance is strong, wise and proud, just like those before him. His paws and muzzle are rippled with grey and white, and the tips of his mane are black, although a lot less than other males his age.
Basir’s face is that of noble quality and obvious pedigree. There are many different shades of gold etched into the fur on his face, some that are outlined amongst his prominent facial features. His eyes are amber in colouration, his gaze piercing and serious. He had a slow blinking composure, intimidating, and wisened with age. Basir’s nose is outlined in black, but with patches of brown and pink in the centre.
Standing at 1.3m at the shoulder, he is just above the average height for a male lion. He weighs around 230kg and from nose to tail his length is around 3.1m. His legs are quite long, ideal for running long distances when needed. Despite this he is a relatively stocky male, his muscles prominent with every stride. His paws are larger than life, his pawprints in the dust humongous and unforgiving.
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Personality:
~ Wise ~ Loyal ~ Gruff ~ Calm ~ Skillful ~ Unforgiving ~
Basir was once in the River Pride. Being the oldest male, he is often questioned about the fact that he didn’t fight for the chance to become Alpha Male when the previous holder of the title died. The truth is, he just wasn’t a fan of the thought. He had often wondered to himself why, but after Kaila was killed, he had a span where Basir honestly had no will to live. That period of time still haunts him to this day, but he is not afraid of it, not anymore. His heart is still fragile, however, and he had no real desire for dominance over the Pride. But since he was banished he wishes to help in whatever way he can with the new pride, should they recognise and remember him, and then welcome him.
He was loyal to the River Pride, and despite his mixed emotions towards the lead male, but he now hates the lot of them, and hopes to join the lionesses that he knew who are creating the new pride.
He is often gruff, annoyed by some of the younger members in the surrounding territories. Not cubs though, he loved the cubs in his former pride. His enthusiasm levels change lots, depending on if he is with other lions or not, and what their overall mood is portraying. He is often unforgiving to loners that come into his territory, and he can remember a face like the fur on his paw, so you had better be wary.
Basir is a very skilled fighter, and he takes immense pride in his territory and offspring that he occasionally meets in the surrounding area.
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Affiliations: Open
Crush: None
Mate: None {Zira’s mother is deceased}
Cubs: Zira, Open
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Other: His mate, Kaila, died two years previously in a rogue leopard attack when she and two other huntresses went on an evening hunt by the swamp. Basir was devastated, his heart ripped in two, a large part of his life, and pride, taken from his grasp.
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