12-27-2017, 06:25 PM
Challenge Accepted.
Stats:
14.2"
Hybrid - Short, and stout similar pony like build but more sporty
Leopon Shifting
Battle Stats:
strength: 7
speed: 7
agility: 5
intuition: 5
accuracy: 3
experience: 1
<link href='https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Ruthie|Arapey' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'> <style type="text/css"> .midnite_container { position: relative; z-index: 1; background-color: #000000; width: 600px; border: solid 1px #000; box-shadow: 0px 0px 10px 1px #000; } .midnite_container p { margin: 0; } .midnite_image { position: relative; z-index: 4; } .midnite_gradient { position: absolute; z-index: 5; top: 250px; width: 100%; height: 100px; background: -moz-linear-gradient(top, rgba(0,0,0,0) 0%, rgba(0,0,0,1) 100%); background: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgba(0,0,0,0) 0%,rgba(0,0,0,1) 100%); background: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgba(0,0,0,0) 0%,rgba(0,0,0,1) 100%); filter: progid
XImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient( startColorstr='#00000000', endColorstr='#2c2c2c',GradientType=0 ); } .midnite_text { position: relative; z-index: 5; width: 580px; background-color: #202020; box-shadow: 0px 0px 10px 1px #000; } .midnite_message { position: relative; font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: justify; color: #606060; padding: 30px; } .midnite_name { position: absolute; z-index: 6; text-align: center; font: 75px 'Ruthie', cursive; color: #990000; text-shadow: 1px 0px 1px black; padding: 270px 15px; opacity: 0.5; } .midnite_quote { text-align: center; color: #990000; font: 25px 'Arapey', serif; text-transform: uppercase; padding-bottom: 10px; letter-spacing: 4px; opacity: 0.6; } </style> <center> <div class="midnite_container"> <div class="midnite_name">Lewana</div> <img class="midnite_image" src=https://i.imgur.com/13rZTFH.jpg> <div class="midnite_gradient"></div> <div class="midnite_text"> <p class="midnite_message">When she is drawn to the battle field one thing is on her mind, who in the hell has called her here? She doesn't know of many that would decide to take on the crazed concoction of lion and leopard, and it isn't often that her name ould ever come to mind being as elusive as she is by nature. But as she reaches the blood soaked earth, dust rising up with every step of her inky appendages, dead grass litters the ground in small patches, as trees dot the azure horizon, it is mid day now, the sun towers overhead as goes forth. The red clay upon the earth, begins to stain her hooves a deep crimson, as she meets the iridescent stag face to face. Her pupils flickering and out, as her primal state of the leopon manages to take one good look at him as her eyes shift into bright verdant contracted irises.
"You've got my attention." She responds, her gaze dancing wickedly with curiosity, he was no seabird in Nerine, he was a real challenge. He was something she could sink her claws into, finally some real prey. It doesn't take long for her primal urge to take over, she shifts inky boy becoming speckled in variations, until she stands before him in all of her glory, a true predator.... But she could sense that he had something as well up his sleeve, for she was in the presence of another who shared a similar ability.
Her instincts, lead her in her first goal, get him to show her his weakness, so the cat must play with her mouse. She begins to circle, body lowered in a moderate crouch, as her claws begin to slowly unsheathe with every increasing step until her ivory talons are at their peak, she extends her body implying a false lunge at him, dust flying in her wake as her body pulls back into the cloud, sinking her claws into the blood riddled earth for a moderate grip. She pulls away, retreating with a quick movement, her gaze flickering watching his movements, as she quickly snakes towards him, and with her left side, she takes a swing at him with her claws. She aims poorly, despite what she had previously devised, her claws flying towards his right shoulder, and with a small leap her paw meets his skin, yanking her forearm back quickly, taking a rather speedy and unorganized swipe at him. And retracting backwards, kicking up dust blinding her view of him.
Her velvet whiskered lips pucker up in a snarl, revealing pearly white canines, her body now dusted with red from scuttling about on the dry terrain. She remains crouched, her heart thundering in her chest.
This was her first challenge in moons, and while she was up for it, the mighty feline began to grow worrisome that she maybe rusty in her technique, but there was no way in hell that she was gonna back down.</p> <p class="midnite_quote">Baby, this is not wonderland.</b></p> </div> </div> </center>
Please forgive me for the grossness this is my first ever challenge <3
Stats:
14.2"
Hybrid - Short, and stout similar pony like build but more sporty
Leopon Shifting
Battle Stats:
strength: 7
speed: 7
agility: 5
intuition: 5
accuracy: 3
experience: 1
<link href='https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Ruthie|Arapey' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'> <style type="text/css"> .midnite_container { position: relative; z-index: 1; background-color: #000000; width: 600px; border: solid 1px #000; box-shadow: 0px 0px 10px 1px #000; } .midnite_container p { margin: 0; } .midnite_image { position: relative; z-index: 4; } .midnite_gradient { position: absolute; z-index: 5; top: 250px; width: 100%; height: 100px; background: -moz-linear-gradient(top, rgba(0,0,0,0) 0%, rgba(0,0,0,1) 100%); background: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgba(0,0,0,0) 0%,rgba(0,0,0,1) 100%); background: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgba(0,0,0,0) 0%,rgba(0,0,0,1) 100%); filter: progid
XImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient( startColorstr='#00000000', endColorstr='#2c2c2c',GradientType=0 ); } .midnite_text { position: relative; z-index: 5; width: 580px; background-color: #202020; box-shadow: 0px 0px 10px 1px #000; } .midnite_message { position: relative; font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: justify; color: #606060; padding: 30px; } .midnite_name { position: absolute; z-index: 6; text-align: center; font: 75px 'Ruthie', cursive; color: #990000; text-shadow: 1px 0px 1px black; padding: 270px 15px; opacity: 0.5; } .midnite_quote { text-align: center; color: #990000; font: 25px 'Arapey', serif; text-transform: uppercase; padding-bottom: 10px; letter-spacing: 4px; opacity: 0.6; } </style> <center> <div class="midnite_container"> <div class="midnite_name">Lewana</div> <img class="midnite_image" src=https://i.imgur.com/13rZTFH.jpg> <div class="midnite_gradient"></div> <div class="midnite_text"> <p class="midnite_message">When she is drawn to the battle field one thing is on her mind, who in the hell has called her here? She doesn't know of many that would decide to take on the crazed concoction of lion and leopard, and it isn't often that her name ould ever come to mind being as elusive as she is by nature. But as she reaches the blood soaked earth, dust rising up with every step of her inky appendages, dead grass litters the ground in small patches, as trees dot the azure horizon, it is mid day now, the sun towers overhead as goes forth. The red clay upon the earth, begins to stain her hooves a deep crimson, as she meets the iridescent stag face to face. Her pupils flickering and out, as her primal state of the leopon manages to take one good look at him as her eyes shift into bright verdant contracted irises."You've got my attention." She responds, her gaze dancing wickedly with curiosity, he was no seabird in Nerine, he was a real challenge. He was something she could sink her claws into, finally some real prey. It doesn't take long for her primal urge to take over, she shifts inky boy becoming speckled in variations, until she stands before him in all of her glory, a true predator.... But she could sense that he had something as well up his sleeve, for she was in the presence of another who shared a similar ability.
Her instincts, lead her in her first goal, get him to show her his weakness, so the cat must play with her mouse. She begins to circle, body lowered in a moderate crouch, as her claws begin to slowly unsheathe with every increasing step until her ivory talons are at their peak, she extends her body implying a false lunge at him, dust flying in her wake as her body pulls back into the cloud, sinking her claws into the blood riddled earth for a moderate grip. She pulls away, retreating with a quick movement, her gaze flickering watching his movements, as she quickly snakes towards him, and with her left side, she takes a swing at him with her claws. She aims poorly, despite what she had previously devised, her claws flying towards his right shoulder, and with a small leap her paw meets his skin, yanking her forearm back quickly, taking a rather speedy and unorganized swipe at him. And retracting backwards, kicking up dust blinding her view of him.
Her velvet whiskered lips pucker up in a snarl, revealing pearly white canines, her body now dusted with red from scuttling about on the dry terrain. She remains crouched, her heart thundering in her chest.
This was her first challenge in moons, and while she was up for it, the mighty feline began to grow worrisome that she maybe rusty in her technique, but there was no way in hell that she was gonna back down.</p> <p class="midnite_quote">Baby, this is not wonderland.</b></p> </div> </div> </center>
Please forgive me for the grossness this is my first ever challenge <3