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>Name - Tunder (When pronounced correctly it's like a >deep purr sound with a deep emphasis on the 'r') > >Gender / Age - Male/ 60-ish, he's in his prime > >Race - Drat, lion type > >Physical Description - Tunder is quite possibly the >largest of his species that has ever been, standing at >about twelve feet tall at the soulder. He is very >imposing looking with his impressive build and the >thick pewter mane that surrounds his head and trails >well down his stomach and between his powerful >shoulder blades. Sleek silver fur tinged in violet >covers his brawny body, and his headcrest is brightly >violet, while his cat's eyes are a warm green-gold. >His tail is relatively short and thick in proportion >with his body, though the tuft could be mistaken for a >small animal in the right light if he moved it about >just so. Though his movements aren't so much elegant >as utilitarian, he has the unconscious grace that all >cats, big or small, possess. > >Personality - Tunder is a peacemaker if ever there was >one. Very pride-oriented, he strives to keep the >relative harmony of a group together and enjoys being >in the company of others. Of course, his sheer size >and presence are enough to help his arguments, >whatever they may be, and as such he is used to >settling disputes peacefully. Tunder believes very >strongly in the traditions of his people and >participates in them actively. Not exactly a religion, >he is well versed in a type of seeing particular to >his race (better explained in the species bio) called >the Dreaming. It allows him to connect with and watch >from afar certain situations while he is asleep in a >time/place called the Dreamtime. As he is a pride >leader and was born into the position, his Dreaming >abilities have been trained and honed from cubhood, >though they lie mostly with observing his pride. > >Though he is an adult, a streak of playfulness often >surfaces in him and he's not one to turn down a good >game. A very approachable fellow indeed, it takes him >quite a bit before he's pushed to a fighting mode. >Though when he is pushed there...oh boy, you'd best >back up. > >A bit of background: Tunder's pride, the Sun Rock >Pride, is his life. He hadn't heard of Terole until >another sentient race on his own home planet began to >whisper of it. The whispers grew darker and the young >pride leader became troubled for the safety of his own >homeland and family. When the opportunity arose for >him to travel to Terole and investigate this potential >threat, he took it. He placed his mentor and confidant >in charge of the pride and bid them all a very sad >farewell with promises to return and to watch over >them in the Dreamtime. He and a member of that >aforementioned fellow race travelled to the remote >research port and boarded a craft destined for Terole. >Though they were separated in the process, Tunder was >confident that his companion had made it and he >himself became determined with his first step onto the >planet to find out what was going on. And so here he >is. > >Tada?

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