body{scrollbar-base-color:#463F84;}td,p,body{font:8pt arial}[OutofCharrie]:First Male Carrie Ever in My experience... Oh wait... Second >< But yeah, I can strive for my betterment. I RP in intermediate Role Play Forums.Your Activity:Activity? Well, I RP in 4 sites, and I spend 11hrs on each on weekends, 2-4hrs weekdays. Pretty much Active ei. Your CharacterName: SeraphinoAge: 4Gender: MaleSpecies:Amur LeopardAppearance: (Two paragraphs at least)Like the pic without the wings. For his name sakes, Seraph means an angel of the first order; usually portrayed as the winged head of a child.He looks Angelic, honest and tough. His coat is a vivid light red spotted tabby with white bi-color and white mittens. He's 26-27 inches tall and 5 inches long.He isn't as muscular as other Amur's, but he beats them with speed. His jaws are much powerful. Though it does not show. His rosettes show boldly in light and in dark. When seasons change his rosettes will show in a darker form making it shown from afar.His locket is bigger and stretches down and ends with buttons. It cannot be seen in the image because it is covered with his fore leggs. Personality: (A Poem describes him most) He sees the years pass by with an indifferent look, as a tree looks at the stream that waters it.Perhaps his disdain is justified because the water that runs - undermining - will eventually carry away the tree.Nether is he aware of the unkind flight of time; for, though it gives him life, its dragging him nearer his grave. Family: (Edit Later)History && Sample post(Tpugh I will post another...): "In your opinion," Salseha replied in a faltering voice "It will be His will that these lands..""Should continue in their miserable condition?" Tigirs Kaobalt finished the question when he saw that Salseha had hesitated. "Ma'am, I do not know, I cannot read the mind of the Inscrutabe. But I know that He has not forsaken our clan that in times of desicion have placed themselves in His hands and made Him the judge of their ppresion; I know that His arm has never been wanting when with justice trapled under foot and all to her resurces at an end, the oppressed have taken up and fought for their homes wives and chidren, and those inalienabe rights that, in the language of a German poet, shine above us unbreakable and untouchable like the stars. No, God is Justice and He cannot abandon His own cause, the cause of Freedom with out which no justice is possible.""Then why has he forsaken me?" asked Salseha in a voice overflowing with rancor."Because you chose a means of which He could not approve." He replied sternly. "The glory of saving a clan cannot be given to one who has contributed to its ruin. You believed that what crime and iniquity had stained and deformed, more crime and iniquity could clense and redeem. This was error. Hate only creates monsters; crime, criminals; only love can work wonders, only virtue can redeem. If we someday be free, it will not be through the coruption of its sons, some decieved, others bribed; redemption presupposes virtue; virtue, sacrifice, a sacrifice, love!""Very well, I accept your explanation," replied Salseha after a pause "I was wrong. But because I was wrong I shouldn't let you go. This god of yours was to deny freedom to a whole people and spare others much more evil then I was? What is my error compared with the crimes of those who govern us? Why sould this God of yours give more importance to my iniquities that to the cries of the innocent? Why did he not strike me down and then work the peoples victory?""Like I said, I cannot predict the mind of my God. I am sure God has a place for you. But I can no longer delay my dear. I have to flee or both of us will no longer live to see the sun." "Very well sir." Salseha said as he bowed her head. "I am pleased to have spoken to you."He bowed and walked away silently.Sample Post: (An interpretation of a chinese folktale