| Wirrar {We're horny baby} | |
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| Jessabella | May 17 2010, 06:24 PM Post #1 |
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Name Plural: Wirras Singular: Wirrar Young: Wirrans General Okay close your eyes and picture the human animal known as the Giraffe, okay got that picture? good ... now open your eyes ... congratulations what your seeing is pretty close to what you had been imagining, but wait a minute something is wrong with this picture you are seeing. Wirrar are small, the tallest being barely taller then the waist of a human being. It's almost as if the PIF has taken these creatures, thrown them in the washer on too high a heat and spat them back on to Isnit with a scowl and a sound of disgust, the Wirrar also have a very bizarre appearance with shaggy fur and long antelope like horns on their heads. Don't get the wrong impression about Wirrar though, they may be small but they are full of personality and have a temper worse then a lion. Coming in various colors that seem to hearken to the dry glass plains the Wirrar easily blend in with their natural habitat. The camouflage is further aided by the fur of the creature which comes in various lengths and styles, the most fashion conscious of these creatures will attempt to adorn their fur and horns with grass, roots, spiders webs and on the rare occasion items left by lazy picnicking humanoids. Their intelligence matches their size, therefore they are incapable of vocal communication weather it is out load or mind speak. Their eyes though seem to talk for them, from the doleful begging of the 'give me noms' to the wide eyed 'oh my gosh sparkles'. Wirrar communicate amongst themselves in a high tone that seems more belonging to a bird then a land based animal, to complicate manners each Wirrar has it's own 'tone' that is unique to it's status in the herd. Breeding For such small creatures they certainly have the most complected of chases, though why the term 'chase' is used with the Wirrar is unknown as there really isn't any chasing going on at all. In fact the term 'bitch fight' might be more appropriate in this case, either way the chase is split in to two parts each having it's own loose rules. The first part of the chase consists of the males trying to adorn their horns in the most impressive way for the ladies, there isn't much in the way of fighting going on. This is all about showing your chosen woman that you are sexy and that she should <i>WANT</i> you, your sexier then that idiot with the mop of grass on his head .. yeah you show her who's sexy!. After the female/s have looked over the males then the messy part begins. The female will signal to the males that the time for fighting has come and they start to duke it out, it seems in the case of this creature that the rules of fighting only include shows of physical strength where the males will push at each other with their necks and bodies, the horns are never used in any of the fighting. Over the course of the fighting the female/s will choose the male that has impressed them most and will pair off. Wirrar couples stay together for a short time after breeding, it will generally last until after the young have bonded and then the pair will go their separate ways. Bonding Bonding for Wirras is an interesting affair, the parents will lead their Wirrans to the nearest residential area and then leave, the adults have had enough of them and will have nothing more to do with their young. For this reason bondings tend to be simple and very informal events, you could turn up in your pajamas and the Wirran will not care at all. As for the actual bonding there is little that will bribe a Wirrar to bond with you, offers of food and intelligence will not impress these creatures in the slightest. They do have one weakness however .... Fashion I'm not talking top of the line fashion that looks good, I'm talking garish <i>'I wouldn't be seen dead in that'</i> fashion. Yeah I bet you actually did come in your Pajama's, who's laughing now? me with the Wirrar that's who!. So put on your most outrageous hat and mis-matched socks and get down to the nearest bonding before someone else does! Ranks Queens Hilton The Hiltons are high maintenance, they know what they want and they want it now!! They want that shiny collar in the window that costs and arm and a leg and they better get it, or else! I'm warning you, Wirrar have sharp teeth and getting bitten by a bitchy Hilton isn't fun At all! and the fact that they will grow as tall as your knee leaves the whole of your lower legs within biting range. Hiltons are a hideous shade of yellow that covers their entire body, everyone else may hate it but they think they are beautiful and nothing you say will convince them otherwise. This yellow is never all one shade, it has streaks of darker and lighter yellows within it, sometimes they will even have dots of brown on their bodies which only adds to their garish appearance. Their fur is the only attractive thing about them, it's long and luscious falling around their bodies and making them look larger then they really are. Hiltons can give birth to 2-3 Wirrans 4 CP Lords Shep Black, yeah you heard me right, the Shep are pitch black. The darkness of their coats is only exaggerated more by the stripes of shocking green or blue that splash over their rumps. These males look impressive in size and build also, they are easily the biggest of the Wirrar and grow as tall as a humans waist with the build to match. Muscles are easily evident under the short dense fur which marks them out as the only short hair rank of the Wirrar. Don't let looks fool you however, the Shep is the bad boy of the bunch. He'll bully anything to improve his 'bad boy' status and it's all to impress the Hilton. 2 CP Crote Nearer the size of the Hilton this little lord certainly has a more skewered opinion of himself then any other Wirrar. He thinks he is a lot taller then you, he thinks he is better then you ... he thinks a lot of stuff and it all revolves around how awesome he <i>is</i>. The Crote despite this doesn't look as impressive as the Shep, his fur is longer and is messy to boot. And not just all angles messy, it's tangled and dirty to go with it, don't even bother trying to groom a Crote either as they will run off and find something to roll in as soon as you are done anyway. It's like these little guys want to look messy. Due to this it is hard to tell what their natural color is, you would have to be the bonded to know just what color a Crote is. Some groomers however have been heard to say that these lords are a pale blue coloration with some of the Crote verging on navy blue. 2 CP Commons. Fluff Fluffs are exclusively female and are well, fluffy. There is nothing else that can describe the short fluffy hair that covers their bodies, this fur seems to be thicker around the legs then anywhere else. In the wild they allow the fur to grow uncontrolled and tangled, but domestic Fluffs will allow their owners to style the fur, this styling has resulted in a peculiar advantage to the owner as they can spin the wool in to thread and sell it off for a small profit. The Fluffs are a attractive shade of beige, which ranges from light chocolate to mocha over their bodies. The way this coloration sits on the animal is different in each Fluff, one might have a dark mask on their face and another might have darker spots peppered over their whole body. Either way they are attractive looking creatures and are highly sought after for their wool and calm temperament. Fluffs only give birth to 1 Wirran 1 CP Hon The Hon are both Female and Male, they are also as colorful as the Dope. Their fur is longest on the back of their necks and legs, making them look almost horse like. The fur on their necks and legs are the brightest in color and their bodies is faded, as if they have been under the sun for too long and the color has bleached out. Hons are the average of the Wirrar, standing between the Dope and the Shep in hight and having just the right amount of muscle on their frames. The only thing to distinguish them other then their colors are their horns which a slightly longer and thiner then the other ranks, this makes them prone to breaking and it isn't unusual to see a Hon with one or both horns missing. The females of this rank are unable to have children 1 CP Dope By far the Dope is the smallest and stupidest of the Wirrar, barely reaching mid tight these little guys need constant watching by their owners and we mean constant. Take your eyes off him for one moment and the little darling has probably already gotten himself stuck in something or eating something it shouldn't, despite this they are loving and generally happy little things. They also seem to be unusually squashed for a Wirrar, they have tiny legs and much shorter necks then the rest of the breed. In fact everything about them suggests that they want to be as close to the ground as they possibly can be, even their fur touches the floor. As for color the little guys can be any color under the rainbow, from red to green ... everything about them is eccentric and they think the ladies love it. 1 CP Edited by Jessabella, May 17 2010, 06:26 PM.
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