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Name:
Icarus,

Age:
3 years old.

Gender:
Male.

Sexuality:
Pansexual - Demiromantic.

Species:
Florida Panther.

Rank:
Hunter.

Appearance:
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Icarus is a lithe, tawny furred cat with creamy underfur and yellow-green eyes. Black hair tips the ears and tail while the face is slightly darker than the rest of his body and more of a grayish color. He is a medium-sized cat as Florida Panthers are considerably smaller than other mountain lion sub-species. He weighs in around 135 pounds and stands 26 inches at the shoulder.

Personality:
Temperamental and guarded. Icarus appears to be especially lacking in patience and doesn't seem to appreciate the company of others. Attempting to order this cat around will likely result in a snarky response and direct disobedience until proper ranking is finally settled. His attitude may be the result of poor socialization throughout his life and often being the victim of abusive behavior. He finds it incredibly hard to trust strangers and automatically expects violence to result from a disagreement.

Relationships:
No known kin at the sanctuary. Other relations will be added as they are discovered throughout the roleplay.

Crush or Mate:
None yet.

History:
Icarus was born to a wild-caught mother at a small road-side zoo who gave off the impression they were 'rescuing' endangered species when really they were just trying to make a profit. Icarus spent the first five months of his life penned up in a small enclosure with his mother who eventually began behaving in an aggressive manner toward him due to the lack of space. Once he reached a year he was sold off to a big cat collector who was on the look out for a young male Florida Panther to pair up with a female he had obtained a year previously. The man's daughter dubbed him Icarus after her favorite figure from Greek Mythology. Icarus did not get along with the female, but was forced to share a cage with her in the hopes of them become a breeding pair. Eventually it came to blows and both cats were badly injured before being separated again. After going bankrupt the collector signed all of his cats over to Cold Mountain Rescue.

Theme Song:
Buried Beneath - Red.

Likes and Dislikes:
+ Water. This is not a common trait among his kind. While Florida Panthers will swim when necessary they generally prefer dry land. He's just an odd duck.

+ Once he gets the hang of hunting he'll find white-tailed deer and wild hogs are much to his tastes. Fish ain't bad either. Neither is bird, rabbit or squirrel. Alright, so he likes everything.

+ Woodlands. He feels more secure under the cover of trees.

- Alligators. Even though he has never actually met one due to being born in captivity the alligator is the only natural predator considered a threat to the Florida Panther besides humans. His mother was wild-born so he's heard more than one unpleasant story concerning the dangers of gators and how to avoid them. Icarus will likely always be careful about checking any body of water before he bathes or drinks despite it being unlikely alligators inhabit his current habitat.

- Human children. Awful, noisy little beasts. According to Icarus at least. To be fair he doesn't have much patience for any type of youngster, but he doesn't appear to have as strong an aversion for cubs as he does for children.

- Large groups. Florida Panthers are solitary animals and he was personally caged alone before the earthquake. Adjusting to living with other cats will take some time.

Other
Cabbage!

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Name:
Fahima.

Age:
2 years, 6 months old.

Gender:
Female.

Sexuality:
Bisexual - Biromantic.

Species:
Asiatic Cheetah.

Rank:
Healer.

Appearance:
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A slim light golden, darkly spotted cat with slightly paler underfur. She weighs only 48 pounds and is about 45 inches in length. Black lines begin at the corner of each eye and run down to the sides of the mouth and nose. Her eyes are a dark shade of mahogany.

Personality:
Soft-spoken in demeanor, but she can prove assertive when necessary. Generally Fahima is a quiet cat who will keep to herself unless invited into a conversation or sought out first. She does enjoy the company of others, but also feels fidgety and anxious in the presence of any creature that isn't the same height or smaller than her. She appears to be highly interested in herbs and healing, but has had no formal training yet.

Relationships:
No known kin at the sanctuary. Other relations will be added as they are discovered throughout the roleplay.

Crush or Mate:
None yet.

History:
Captive Cheetahs are incredibly rare since they are poor breeders when kept under human care. Fahima herself is a case of a wild-born cat being trapped as a cub and sold for a profit to the highest bidder. She belonged to the same collector who purchased Icarus, though she never met him personally as she was considered calm enough to be left cageless and allowed to roam inside the home. As with his other cats, she was signed over to Cold Mountain Rescue when her owner went bankrupt.

Theme Song:
Undecided.

Likes and Dislikes:
+ Traveling long distances. Female Asiatic Cheetahs are known for being nomads. Settling down in one specific area may prove difficult for her. She'll always have that urge to move on and see somewhere new.

+ Running. This is an animal built for speed.

- Loud noises.

- Larger cats. They make her nervous.

Name:
Reuben “Rube”

Age:
1 year old

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Asexual & Aromantic

Species:
North American Puma

Rank:
Hunter (though he's very bad at it)

Appearance:
Rube is a thin scrap of fur, but unlike many in the cougar family, he is not agile in the slightest. He is clumsy, and his lack of claws don't help any. That's right—he's declawed. He kept digging holes in his enclosure, so his former owners had them removed. Including the dewclaw, despite that being heavily unnecessary. He's still young, standing at only 17 inches at the shoulder for now, with an overall length of about 6 feet.
His head is spherical with a set of ears sitting tall, listening for the rustle of a leaf that he can pounce on. Even though he has the same muscles in his body that his father and practically every other cougar, he doesn't know how to use them to defend himself or to catch his own prey—because leaves aren't prey, they're just toys.
His coat is tawny with a patch of silver-gray on his back, head, ears, and tail, along with lighter tans along his unders.

Personality:
Rube is not an intelligent feline. He still acts like a cub, and will continue to for the rest of his life, making anything other than friendship-love very unlikely, since he doesn't understand it.
He likes shiny things and will collect them in a hollow under a tree root in his enclosure, much to his father's exasperation. Bottle caps, jewelry, anything that shines can possibly be found tucked under the root of that tree.
Unlike most cougars, Rube is very vocal. Sometimes he just makes noise because he likes how it sounds, or because he's bored. Some may think he even has a sort of mental disability because of it, but talking t him about it doesn't get you anywhere except in hot water with his dad.
He doesn't like taking direct orders, having to compete with others unless it's a game, and he absolutely detests spicy food, which he got from someone visiting Cold Mountain Rescue.
If he asks if you want to see a trick, say no—his trick is to chase his tail.

Relationships:
Wilfred [Father]
Sasha [Mother]

Crush or Mate:
Unavailable

History:
It is speculated that Rube has refused to grow up, rather than him being unable to. This is because he was separated from his mother when he was rather young, and was raised by his father, who had absolutely no idea how to raise a cub. Because he's rather useless at hunting, fighting, or really anything that doesn't involve being a goofball, he's unable to survive on his own.
Rube was born in an enclosure with his mother and father, who were both “pets.” He was barely weened when his mother was sold to someone else. This caused him to try to escape numerous times to find her, and after having his claws removed, he simply reverted to being a child. His father has tried, but nothing gets through to him; he'll be a child forever. The two were eventually rescued from the horrible, cramped confines of their former home and moved to Cold Mountain Rescue.

Theme Song:
None

Likes and Dislikes:
+ Goofing around
+ Sunshine
+ Other felines
- Taking Orders
- Competing
- Spicy Food

Other:
Why is everyone obsessed with cabbages?



Name:
Wilfred

Age:
4 years old

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Heterosexual & Heteroromantic

Species:
North American Puma

Rank:
Hunter

Appearance:
Wilfred and Reuben could almost pass for twins, honestly. They both have the same tawny colored coat, with silver-gray marking a path along their heads and backs. Wilfred's stops before it gets to his tail, though. His muzzle all the way down to his stomach is white, with patches of it around his eyes, giving him the impression of wearing eyeshadow.
Unlike his son, Wilfred is fully grown, and his slender, athletic body runs around 7.9 feet in length and stands at 35 inches tall. And, unlike Rube, Wilfred still has his claws since he was a “good boy” and never tried to escape.
The muscles throughout his body have grown toned again after being given a larger area to roam. He is once again a formidable looking feline, and may even prove to be capable of surviving in the wild given time.

Personality:
He is very social in nature, enjoying conversing with most felines, though he isn't particularly fond of conversations that slide into the realm of sadism. Wilfred has a strong sense of right and wrong, and dislikes the idea of anyone gaining anything from hurting a fellow cat.
Despite his ability to talk easily with almost anyone, he isn't very good with cubs, not really knowing how to interact with them aside from playing games, as he doesn't really know what cubs talk about or what exactly you're supposed to teach a cub to do (which might be why Rube will forever be a giant cub).
This puma is always alert, however, keeping an ear twisted in the other direction to detect sounds of enemies... or Rube trying to pounce on his tail.
While he is friendly, he is heavily cautious, crouching and stalking forward into new areas and keeping quiet about things that may be used against him by others.


Relationships:
Reuben [Son]
Sasha [Former Mate]

Crush or Mate:
None

History:
Wilfred was born into the life of a “pet,” but has always been suspicious about people, places, and especially those strange creatures with wings. How dare they have freedom when he doesn't? He bounced around from owner to owner, never quite being what the person wanted since, while he could be friendly, he wasn't nearly as social with people as he was other felines. He eventually landed with Sasha, a lovely cougar that captured his heart, and they had a cub. Unfortunately, soon after Reuben was weened, Sasha was sold to someone else to avoid any more cubs being born.
It is unclear how the Cold Mountain Rescue learned of the horrible conditions that Wilfred and Rube were living in, but he's thankful that they finally got them out of that wretched place. He's still wary of humans, though.

Theme Song:
None

Likes and Dislikes:
+ Other felines
+ Long walks
+ Playing games with his son
- Birds
- Loud noises
- Humans

Other:
No, really, I see so many people that just love cabbages and I don't understand.