Abandon Ex

[~Sam(I)Am~]

Let the rain fall down, And wash away,
All the suffering from my mistakes.
It’s taking everything, To just walk away,
Cause the memories aren’t worth the pain.

Just Me
Name: Exile
Pronunciation: X-I-ll
Nickname(s): Ex
Gender: Female
Age: Three
Breed: Lioness
Pride: None


Who i am
Description: Exile has a dark golden brown pelt with a light tan underbelly. Her eyes burn orange but when enraged they flare almost red. She is a normal sized lioness but with toner muscles, huge paws, and pure beastly power. She has four deep claw marked scars on her left hind leg from battling with the rogue male. Although she has been in many fights with many others, her pelt bares none but those four scars.
Life Left Behind: Exiles pride was taken over by a rogue male. She had no brothers, but nevertheless the male was ruthless and cruel, he killed her two sisters. Her mother hid her from the male to keep her alive, but never came back for her. Exile barely survived: hiding in trees and holes in rocks away from predators, and feeding off scraps left over by jaguars and hyenas. When she turned three she returned to her old prides territory and not long after saw the old male still lived and ruled her family. Her mind flooded with memories of that terrible day and murder of her sisters. She became enraged and fought him fiercely and wounded him beyond healing. The rest of the pride including her mother, stood in horror to the scene, for not only had she killed the leader but the father of unborn cubs. She now understood that her own family had left her for dead and forgotten, she fled the pride and lived on her own as she always had been... alone.

My Understanding: Exile was abandoned, and forgotten by her own flesh and blood. She had to fend for herself at such a young age and has become strong, cunning and resourceful. She is very quick to anger, and has a bad temper mostly towards males, but if she cares enough to get to know others, might even become their best ally. She comes across to most as cold, and dangerously quiet, always staring and thinking of dark thoughts, mainly making gestures with body language rather than speaking. Her rage never ceases to exist, causing an urge to kill if pushed too far and if not kept under careful control, could become her own self destruction.
Likes: To kill things just to hear them scream, the rain, to have a friend.
Dislikes: Most males, elephants, and flies