Kharajyr Application: Malakurna

[THUNDER37 162]

MC Username:

THUNDER37

Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread):

S’Malakurna

Character Skillset:

Mala, above anything else holds being helpful and kind close to her heart, believing dearly that whatever you give, will be returned to you later in life. However, underlying this Mala has a deep sense of loyalty to her beliefs in Metztli, enforced by her parents teachings which means she will defend and protect them with her entirety.

Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender):

Mala is a 17 year old female Kha’Tigrasi who has lapis blue eyes and white hair. Her fur is long and soft with deep reds, oranges and black striping throughout. She has pure white, hooked claws which she uses to great effect when climbing. Mala also being fairly young is still maturing, though both her height and muscular body are developing well.

Personality:

Still being fairly young, Mala relies heavily on compassion and love, sometimes craving acknowledgement for her achievements and on-goings.

Mala also has a tendancy to be incredibly shy around new people who'm she meets, usually appearing as shy through the form of minor stutters and struggling to find a way with words.

Mala however, when around non-Kharajyr can come off as a rather defensive individual, tending to stick to her guns rather than run away in fear. And when cornered, may lash out and attack her opponent. The only exception to this rule, is orcs where she would favour to run rather than try and attack them.

Please include a short bio of your character's life:

Mala’s life was what many Kharajyr, and even apes would consider normal to an extent. She lived in a den with her mother and father. However, being the only kitten of her litter which survived, Mala tended to gain a lot of love and affection from her parents during her early life, meaning that even now during young womanhood she has grown to almost crave affection and attention. Even though her personality did mean she was rather shy.

Mala's shyness however did pay her one advantage in that she had grown to be quite an avid hunter.. Being trained by her father she had learned that being silent and paying attention to a situation sometimes had its advantages in comparison to rushing in.

It was the dead of winter when Mala’s father died… A deepened fever, coupled with lack of food causing him to slowly fade during the night. Mala never left his side of course. The bond with her father strong and faithful to the end, when her father suddenly turned to her, his tone weak and his eyes drooping slowly.

Mala wept as she watched her father passed before her, her body sprawled across his chest as she wept.

It has been two years since that day and Mala still remembers her father. The loving man who helped her become the young women she is today… And for that, she has told herself she will keep her father proud of her… Seeking one day to serve Metztli as a priest and pray for her father’s safe deliverance in the after life.

Character's ambitions:

Mala simply wishes, like many others to raise a family of her own. To have a Metz'al to hold and cherish, along with a beautiful kitten to love and raise as her own. Mala, also wishes to one day become a priest to Metztli, helping to please the moon mother and her fellow Kharajyr.

_---Situational Rp Questions---_

1.

As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?:

Mala looks up at the ape, her ears perking as she listens to his plead for help, giving a light frown as she narrows her eyes. "Eef I help yu, weel yu le'awve awr land?" She gives a light smile as the ape nods, turning quickly and latching onto the vines of a jungle tree as she climbs up and onto a large branch.

Mala siddenly jumps up, thumping down onto the branch as numerous cocoa beans and berries drop onto the floor below. A rather large cocoa bean thumping the ape on the head as Mala giggles, shouting down.

"The'awr.. that'a should last yu! Naw, get awt uff'a the jungawl befawr I call thu Do'."

Mala latches her claws back into vines as she climbs down, seeing the ape gethering handfulls of berries and cocoa beans before scurrying off towards the outer edge of the jungle, Mala giggles, bounding off into the inner depths of the jungle.

2.

As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak.

"Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!"

He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?:

Mala frowns deeply, her eyes meeting the Dwarves with a sense of both rage and shyness as she pads along slowly towards him. Mala eventually stops, barely a foot from him, slowly shifting onto her hind legs as she levels with him whilst he is perched on the end of a bar stool.

“Littawl ape.. Te’awl me why yu say such things.”

As the Dwarf slowly opens his mouth to speak Mala raises her right paw, clutching onto his collar, lifting him and slamming him down onto the bar. Her teeth bared as she leans over him, giving a light snarl

“Naw.. Let me te’awl yu.. Why yu say sawch theengs!” Mala leans in, one paw clutching his collar whilst her other slowly traces her claws across his stomach.

“Awnderstand these… I awm nawt a house cat, littawl ape.. I awm Kharajyr awnd I knu thawt eef I lowawr my claw just a littawl… Yu weel nawt be able tu make mawr littawl apes. Su… Eef yu insawlt me, awr the Kharajyr wan mawr time, my claws may jawst slip. Awnderstand?”

The Dwarf’s face had gone slightly pale as she spoke, giving a rushed and hesitant nod before staring back up at her. Mala smiles, drawing her paw back whilst in tow and launching him into a nearbye bar stool as it broke into a dozen pieces.

Mala turned, lunging down onto all fours and made her way out of the bar, a wide smile appearing on her face as she exited the doorway.

3.

One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response?

Mala smiles as she opens the door, the thundering knocking coming to a halt as the Kharajyr barges in, knocking her back onto her rear as he slams the door behind him, turning back to her. “Mala! Yu haw’ve yu help me!” He bellows, kneeling in-front of her as he begged. Mala’s eyes were still widened as she pulled herself up, frowning down at him “Get awp! Wha’wt happawned? Awnd why deed yu barge een su rudely!?”

Her friend pushes himself back up, shuddering lightly before her as he spoke “I keeled him Mala… I keeled him ovawr sawm cake… B-but he wouldawnt sha’awr!”

Mala frowns deeply, stepping forwards and past her friend to the door as she pulls it open, turning back to him. “Gu awt the gate tu thu Maw’ree… Take thu boat… Thu Do’ weel cawm soon. Eef yu go out uff’a the back, yu should nawt be seen.”

Mala’s friends shuffles up to her, wrapping his arms tightly around her for a moment before releasing his grip and making his way from the doorway, skulking off towards the back end of the jungle. Mala sighed, a tear dropping from her eyes as she watched him slowly disappear from sight before closing her door. She slowly leant back on the frame, sliding down it and onto the floor as she burst into tears, holding her face in her paws as she wept.

Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred?

I swear.

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