TRD: Loras, The Winter Bird

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Name: Loras  "Lo-ras"

Nicknames:
Air head ( Family only)
Sparrow (After a sparrow attacked him - more in extra)
Raz (from lo-'ras') 

Name Meaning:
sorrowful, travail, emotion, pain

Species: Amur Leopard (Maternal) / Snow Leopard x Bengal Tiger (Paternal) 
Loras currently only sees himself as an Amur Leopard, if one was to ask that is all he would say.

Gender: Cis male
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Undiscovered 

Rank: Cub

Age:
Current: 0
Starting: 0

Birthday:  March 23

Physical Description:
An average size leopard cub with round ears too big for his head and spiky fur that Matris can never set back. He has brown fur with crescent shaped birth marks atop his slight stripes.

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Mischievous and Reckless :
Stirring up trouble is what he does. He goes with his own rules despite the consequences they might have. The whims of his heart dictate him more than any arbitrary rule might. He doesn't mean to break the rules, but he reallllly  wants to go. 

Compassionate and Emotional:
Loras believes in people and loves to make them feel better. He believes you should always be true to yourself, and encourages that in others. He's very good at helping his sisters out when they need it. Though he is emotional himself, he internalizes his own feelings and conceals his own unhappiness for others sake. His decisions are usually emotional based as opposed to logic. He is just a gentle and kind little guy.

Elegant and Confident:
He is very graceful and the picture of elegance, with the ability to respond quickly to what the other is doing. Hes confident in himself and his abilities, and oportuntistic in all sense of the word. Both to outsmart others in fights, and to take what he wishes. He holds himself to a high standard, both his physical looks and his life. 

Energetic and Hyperactive: 
It is unknown if its simply cub hyperness, but Loras always wants to go places, and do things. He likes to keep active rather than staying put in his cave. 

Determined and Idealistic: 
Loras has big dreams and hopes, most are overly ambitious. He is not great at thinking about how others will react to him, or how his placement in a situation will effect it, and he doesnt try and control his surroundings, but he plans hard for the future. He is determined to try and succeed. 

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Loras was born on a surprisingly cold March night. He was the final cub, a little brown mess already mewing for milk. Matris was alone this spring day. His parents a pair of empire runaways, joined together in Rome. Matris was Loras's first memory - that and his sisters. He remembers their soft breaths against him, them climbing atop him to get their turn for milk. Even as a newborn he was soft and sweet, his favorite spot was surrounded by his family.

As soon as he could walk he was out of the cave, wanting to explore, wanting to see everything. Matris often has to carry him back inside. She was often gloomy, and Loras could not figure out why his mother didn't feel the joy he did. He didn't want her to worry about him. Loras often seemed reluctant to speak when sad or angry. When he and his siblings fought over whatever insignificant thing, he never wanted to bother his mother with his own feelings. He is slightly closer to his sisters, who share his passion about exploration, and birds.

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Skills:
Graceful, and Agile:
 He can balance on a tree branch and jump his way to the top before you can say "LORAS STOP THAT GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT" He's less skilled on flat surfaces.

Tactic: 
Surprisingly smart, Loras can think of crafty solutions others might have overlooked, though they likely arnt very practical or easy. 

Weakness
Strength: 
One slight push can knock him over, not to mention that sometimes too strong winds can push him down. This likely wont change very much as he ages. 

Experience: 
Being a cub means that Loras has very little experience in the real world. He's never met a hunter, olum, or even a hungry fox. Nothing has tried to hurt him or steal him from his family. Thus, his world view is small and optimistic. 

Independence:
Loras has always had his family to rely on. There has always been someone to talk him through situations or calm him down. He has never been alone from them, he wouldn't know how to proceed without them supporting him.

Likes:
Birds
The sun
The moon
Rain
Sun
Anything that flies or is in the sky 
Family
Berries
Climbing

Dislikes:
Being underground
Fish "GROSSS"
Baths 

MBTI: ISFP 
Harry Potter House: Gryffindor

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Extra

Though his mother is terrified of thunderstorms, Loras finds them amazing. You mean sometimes the sky just starts to explode and hit the ground ?!!!! AMAZING wait till he sees snow
They would never mock their sibling or mother for this fear, and they enjoy cuddlings, thus group huddles often occur to help them out

Would be a pilot / photographer in a human au (probably with a side job to help them keep up with the expenses) 

has ridiculous nicknames for everyone that he can TOTTALLY JUSTIFY GUYS THEY ARNT RANDOM
Ioannes goes from Robin -> Rob -> Robee ->  Bee 
Irena -> Rena -> sounds like Rayna -> Ray -> Sun -> Sunny 

Does not enjoy leading, but ends up in a leadership role despite himself, usually tries to push the role to one of his sisters 

Has a bad habit of climbing trees and falling asleep up there in strange positions
Once got himself stuck in between two branches way up high when he wanted to see a birds nest - Matris almost had a heart attack trying to get him down  
not to mention all the birds hitting him, who knew they were so strong 

Very clingy, they are like static, approach with caution 

Very expressive and bad at hiding shock, fear, etc.

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Family 
Mother: Matris | Solus | Alive  kit-kaboodie
Father: Leto | Solus | Captured kaleidotrope

Sisters: 
Ioannes | Solus | Alive  kit-kaboodie
Irena  | Solus | Alive iBadge

Maternal Grandparents:
Dione | Unknown 
Benji | Unknown

Maternal Aunt
Unknown | BH | UFA 

Paternal Grandparents 
Phoebe | Unknown
Unknown

Mentors
Matris (unoffical) 
Apprentices
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Relationships

Matris
"Momma!" 

Ioannes
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He could hear the chirping in the distance, they woke the small cub up from their night sleep. Ioannes had already left, probably to go exploring. Their other sister was still sleeping, tucked into the back of the cave. He stood slowly, careful not to touch his mother, and crept out - only for her voice to call out

"And where are you heading off to this early?" Matris called out.

Loras looked back with wide eyes, shuffling his feet as he answered, "Well I uh, I wanted to go out....and see the birds. Maybe they'll hatch today...the eggs....I dont want to miss it.  Can I go ?"

"Be careful, and dont wander too far." She curled back into her ball before adding, "Keep an eye out for Ionannes."

Loras leapt off after he was granted permission. Racing out to the large tree that housed his favourite birds. The small nest was barely visible from the ground, and the small cat started his climb with an over eager smile. It took him a little longer than usual to get his footing, but he kept at it until he reached the first branches. From there it was easy enough to climb. Matris always said not to get to close to the nest, but he figured whats the harm in seeing the little eggs.

The birds didn't appreciate it. The first one swooped down at him before he even reached the branch. It shocked him, and he lost his footing, slipping off the branch and fell straight into another. The branch dug into his skin and he cried out in pain, which encouraged the bird to swoop down once more. He screamed out for his mother in pain and fear. His little legs scrambling to get him loose.