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Malyuur: Deer Guardian

Malyuur Dubbing: Malyuur White-Thorn Alias: Malyuur Player: Songdog Blood: Deer Gender: Stag Herd: Unknown Age: Hundred-something odd years. Status: Injured back leg Mate: Assumed many over time Progeny: Many Canvas/Coat: A faded shade of white Tips/Dips: None Opticals/Eyes: Emerald Special Markings: Antlers unnaturally large Other: Rumor has it Malyuur is able to change his appearance for short periods of time to escape potential predators. Though he still remains a deer, his great antlers shrink, his body grows smaller, and his coat turns brown. Malyuur has the ability to take away life at will of the young, old, sick, and wounded by coming into close contact. His gaze is said to paralyze those who stare deep enough. While death is his breath, he can also mend the wounded and aid the sick. It takes him much of his strength, and any ability invoked is rarely done. Said to be able to vanish at will, by merging his body with the trunk of a tree. Build: Massive, twice the size of any average deer. Persona: Silent as the graves, rarely ever speaks. In his old age, Malyuur rarely intervenes with the lives of others, he feels in the past the creatures relied too heavily upon their aid and must learn to grow on their own. A rarity to be seen, noble, wise, regal, just as anyone would expect of him. He believes in 'the greater good' and if forced with a choice, without second thought would choose the 'lesser of two evils'. Suffering is not a facet to him, but Malyuur will let creatures reek what they have sown, and won't fix the damages they bring upon themselves. Territory/Land: All of Arej is his home; where he was born and where he will die History: The exact age or birth-home of Malyuur is unknown, but he has lived long enough to see the fall of the humans. Though to that, he speaks not a word. In fact, he rarely speaks at all. In the past, after the fall of the humans, Malyuur played a large part in the lives of creatures, as did all the Guardians. Without the humans, the balance of life was greatly upset, and it was up to them to restore the lands of Arej; return it to the wild. But as time wore on, he grew older, he fought for females, and sired many children. His powers had begun to fade, and he himself has slipped back into the cover of the forest. Preferring not to intervene with the daily lives, he keeps his oath to maintain a certain balance. Creatures were adapting, growing. With this growth, came something new. It was logic. With this logic, blood-lust and disease spread like wild fire. The Guardians were there to cease the chaos, but it was too far out of hand. Malyuur makes his appearance now and then, to take the life of some old veteran who's fought for too long, or to silence the blood-shed amongst kin. And now, he's becoming a fairy tail. And one day, he will die, let another take his place, and bestow in them all the knowledge and all the power that he kept alive in his cervine body.

Regal: Weasel Guardian

Regal Name- Regal Player: Vami Blood Line- Weasel Sex- A lot. Haha…no, Male. Age- Old. Haha…Very. 100 and something or another. He lost track. Home- Everywhere. Mate- Anyone and Everyone Children- A ton Coat colors- Dark brown & Cream Eyes- Dark blue Markings- Cut ear Size- That of a red fox Powers- Move things with the eye- But not too much, about a few inches. He needs practice. Read the mind to preferred. Personality- Sly, Cunning, Sneaky, Liar, Pervert History- Once had a million girlfriends, once had a million children. Once had been leader up to fifteen times or more. Once raped a male. Once painted his face like a clown. Once stripper danced… Once…oh hell, will be here all day.

Sangre: Dragon Guardian

Sangre Dubbing: Sangre Lluvia de la Noches Alias: Sangre Player: Regen Blood: Dragon of the Five Elements Gender: Female Age: Nearly six centuries Status: Fine Mate: One, Zynare [deceased] Progeny: Many Appearance: Mostly black, with ice blue wing membranes, stomach/chest, horns, and talons Eyes: Ice blue Special Markings: None Other: Sangre is a shape-shifter, taking the role of many forms in time of danger or battle. Can also shrink herself. Has the power to heal, but has the power to kill easily also, with a tap of her tail. Build: Huge, a six foot tall hura is about the size of her opened hand. Persona: Stubborn, but very spiritual and kind when need be. Can be cruel, but again, only if neccessary. Territory/Land: The entire land of Arej. History: Birthed in an unknown land, far, far south from Arej. Sire and dam unknown, also. Did not go into hiding after the hura extermination, like some other Guardians, for fear of the secret being spread. Sangre soars high above the clouds, high out of sight, healing and helping those in need. She seems to enjoy this life, coming to the aid of the hurt and sick. Yet when the sun hides away for the night, her emotions rush her, and although she's got healing powers, she cannot heal her own depression. She always has a happy spirit when seen, but her loneliness seeps out when the sky darkens. She hopes to find another mate soon, but for now, she takes her depression.

Anide: Wolverine Guardian

Anide Dubbing: Anide Swift-Claw Alias: Anide Player: Anide Blood: Wolverine Gender: Male Den: None Age: A couple hundred. Altough young for a Guardian. Status: Wound on left shoulder Mate: None Progeny: Many Canvas/Coat: A deep black that blends in with the night and shadows. Tips/Dips: None Opticals/Eyes: Sapphire Special Markings: None Other: Anide is very hardy, and gives wise advise. It was said that he will appear and dissapear, coming whenever needed. And other times just hanging around. Build: Unnaturally massive and swift. Persona: Anide is not one to be fooled easily, and for those who try to, will pay consequences. His persona lives up to his name, in that he is very stubborn, just like most wolverines. Although with reasoning, he can become a good fellow. You just need to get on his good side. History: Long, long ago, when the stars were young, and the sun arose with playfulness, did only this creature be born. Born on a full-mooned night, against a waterfalls path, did this creature become. Once he was, kind and joyful. Playing with the stars and dancing with the grass. All was peaceful. And then, once this peacefulness had vanished, and roaring and tearing had come, did only this creature vanish. Vanish did he, and hidden he will remain. What now comes, is what now is. Anide.

Hazel: Rabbit Guardian

Hazel Curse; Hazelan Ricota 'Rah Blood; Pure blooded rabbit Alias; Hazel Age; One hundred years old {100} Gender; Buck Lover; Many over time, most dead Kin; A vast amount Orbs; His eyes are a soft shade of brown, this cracked by strands of golden slicing through his iris. Many a shade is blocked out though by his large misty black pupils. He sees all as much as he hears all. Watch out. Peltage; His pelt is blessed in a thick creamy brown, over the years it has got thicker and longer though it makes no difference on him. His pelt changes like the weather, it seems to be one of his powers though indeed isn't really. A simply adaptation to the environment around him is nothing compared to what he can really do. Though other colours of his pelt is, white, grey, black and hazel even though with this his snowy white underbelly never changed. Build; His frame is very lithe and agile, this making it easier for him to move when covering his vast amounts of speed. He is about the size of a small wolf, though he looks exactly like a rabbit just a large hansom one. Special marks; A thin lien of white consists around his left ear, this as well as a small splodge of silver upon his back. It is formed awkwardly in the shape of a crescent moon though it quite beautiful to gaze upon. Gift; The gifts that seems to be bestowed upon this animal is the great intelligence it holds. He is not your normal wise old elder but a quick thinking master mind. Well. If master mind is the right word for him. Also great speed resists in his lithe body. He can travel faster than most. A great match for such as a cheetah. He shows he needs his respect, he is not a pathetic fuzzy little koosh like the /higher/ animals think. Persona; He is a very cunning creature, as sly as a fox and scheming as a weasel. Though he is no way a bad person, he uses such talent for pay back or putting a certain animal in its place. Most of the time he is the usual, soft warm hearted Hazelan. He is just passionate also, he would never as much lay a claw upon his love if ever she struck him. Though he would indeed swipe back at a foe in a battle, this followed by a series of nasty blows and kicks. History; Was back when the humans lived Hazelan lived also, he watched there down fall he saw them all perish. Though as time drones on not much of his powers faded, you see he barely used them back in the time anyways. He bred and he mated by his own pure talent, he did not use any cheats or tricks to get where he was today. he was always the fine hearted buck. Through creeping just back to the beginning off his life, the rabbit remembers barely nothing of his parents only the death of his father under the wheel of a speeding car. The human race has developed in technology though it did not make them any less dangerous. As for his mother he knew not what happened to her. Territory; Furthark Fields, Harken's Meadow North, and Painted Hideway

Anzus: Wolf Guardian

Anzus Name; Anzus Alias; … Player: Ansuz Sex; Male Age; Over 100 – Exact Age is Unknown Blood; Wolf Guardian Tribe; … Rank; … Mate; If he ever called another his mate, she is long forgotten Current Status; Healthy and hell-bent (he's always a little crazy. X3) Special; His howl is deafening; it can loosen stone and paralyze enemies, sometimes even knocking them unconscious. His eyesight is absolutely amazing at night; even more so than during the day. His ears can pick up the smallest of noises and nothing can escape his sense of smell. His leaping capabilities are amazing and he can run at extreme speeds for small bursts. He is known for entrancing others, with both his song and the sight of him. It is what makes him especially dangerous as not even he can control this; he simply attracts others to him. And his bite… can rend flesh; if he draws blood he has the ability to deconstruct flesh – basically the opposite of healing at an increased rate. – If any of this seems too extreme, just say so and I’ll be sure to edit it. Coat Hue; Dark Gray – Electric blue runs in a jagged spiral across each of his legs Eye Hue; Purist Silver Talons; Onyx Stature; Near 5 Feet at the Shoulder – Perhaps a little more Build; His body is muscular; rock hard with muscle and sinew. His paws are wide, his maw as well; his entire bulk seems unnaturally large and muscular, more like a bear than a wolf. But still he retains an overall slender frame, moving with grace and power rather than lumbering around like a bull-dozer. Special; Other than the electric blue markings on his leg, nothing (save scarring along much of his body, hidden by his thick fur) Persona; Sensual, smooth, and dominant; he plays others for his own amusement, weaving deep plots, whether they are to draw them closer to him or farther away. He is vicious in his own way; rarely outright attacking someone, instead using words to bring others to their knees. He gains a sick pleasure from all of this. But sometimes, his outward appearance is completely different from the cold being usually seen. He can seem… wise, fatherly even, protective to those that follow him. He becomes passionate, rough yet not meaning to harm; always searching for contact of some sort. But those who have seen his other side know this is just another part of the game.

Torrina: Fox Guardian

Torrina Title: Torrina Player: Solo Coming Soon

Leo: Cougar Guardian

Leo Title: Leo Player: Panthraxleo Coming Soon

Xigbar: Bear Guardian

Xigbar Title: Xigbar Player: Dark Coming Soon