Vita Reference

This took all day...so hope you enjoy it..xD
Ugh....HORRIBLE....HORRIBLE CHEETAH. IT'S SO BAD. I'm sorry! xD
I had to edit it because I noticed you are letting people join other tribes besides Crooked Tree now ;w; So please forgive me if you already are planning to put me in there and that it looks so sloppy.

And sorry about putting symbol. I meant hidden mark. -facepalm-...
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Name (in Swahili): Vita

Name meaning (what it means in English): Valor

Age: 1 Cycle

Gender: Female

Tribe: Sunning Rock

Rank: Messenger

Accessories: Grass bracelet.

Personality:
[Stubborn] If she thinks she's right about something at first, she's "ALWAYS" right about it after. She doesn't care who it is she's talking with, if she has a belief she always sticks to it. Though this sometimes proves useful, as because of this Vita is very loyal.

[Hot-Tempered] The tiniest things can set her off. She doesn't really have any second thoughts of clawing someone's ears off if they insult her, especially if they're from a different tribe!

[Kind] Once you get to know her surprisingly, she can be very warm and sweet to others. Normally only close friends can see this side. However, she likes helping those in need, no matter where they are from.

[Hardworking] She loves making herself stronger and better. Vita always goes for at least one swim or run each day. If she sees a strong or fast individual, she becomes slightly envious, (not in the bad way,) and wants to improve.

Gift: The gift of sound.

Brief History: When she was a cub, she lived with her mother, father, brother and sister. Vita was the smallest one of the three, therefore the weakest. She was pretty frail and got sick quite often, and her parents expected that she might die. Soon she seemed like a burden because she couldn't run fast enough to hunt, and if she did, her stamina ran out quick. Her parents soon came quickly to resenting her and saying she was a failure. It didn't matter how hard she tried, it wasn't good enough. Her littermates were taught to do the same by them, which drove her to regret trusting and loving them. It just got worse as she got older. One day she took a walk and came back, to find her mother and father dead where they lived. Her brother was also very injured, and explained that two, large, rouge cheetahs wanted this territory to their selves, and when they wouldn't give it up killed them and almost him. Her sister came shortly after this happened. Her sister declared it was time they all moved on and started a new life. She proposed that she and her brother could go together, but they both flat out refused that Vita went along, again seeing her as just a burden and thinking she could die very soon. After wandering alone, Vita kept vigorously trying her best to get stronger and train herself to hunt. She found the Tribe of Crooked Tree and joined, hoping that maybe being trained would help. Soon, she suddenly seemed to get sick less and less, and also got a sudden growth spurt. She was now normal sized, and continued to strive to get stronger.

Relationships:
Respect/Admire
Acquaintance/Neutral
Friend
Good Friend
Love
Crush
Discomfort
Dislike
Hate

: Walio: "I was a bit reckless and smashed him and myself into a stream during one of my runs. He was pretty cool about it and didn't seem too bad. We talked for a bit and stuff."

Roleplay Example: Vita's golden eyes flashed open, knowing very well she most likely would be getting almost no sleep tonight anyway. She stretched her lean body and quietly snuck out of the den, doing her best to disturb no one. The burn in her eyes from the sudden moonlight jolted her even more wide awake. It's almost a full moon...ughh...she thought silently in her head. She wandered outside of the camp to get some fresh air, sniffing her nose here and there. The area was quite breathtaking, with all the new forming dew forming on the dark green grass and the starlight brightening the the small droplets of water. I'll always protect this place, the she-cat thought with determination. Always.