HYZA Jun 14, 2012 14:32:44 GMT -5
Post by Hyza on Jun 14, 2012 14:32:44 GMT -5
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Arrogant - Bold and arrogant, Hyza could easily tip the scales of annoying in his favor. He's cocky in everything he does, even if he's at a disadvantage. This seems to be almost an ingrained trait that he has learned through his lifestyle. After all, as a loner, if you show your opponent that you are weak, it's a good way to get killed. His days in the Keeper’s clutches did nothing to temper this particular trait, and he is still one of the most self-satisfied men to be found. To listen to him talk, if you believed him, it might seem as if he's the perfect person in every sense. The perfect fighter, the perfect hunter, the perfect lover... Hey, it's easy to seem that way when you exploit your best traits. He's even developed the ability to make his faults seem like assets.
Blunt - When it's not about himself, obviously, he tends to tell things like they are. Or he tries to. Where some people try to see the best in things, Hyza prefers to think of himself as more of a 'realist', taking things how they are while trying not to put an objectified spin on things. If something is good, it's good. If it's bad, it's bad. He's not one for underhanded tricks. If he doesn't like you, he'll say so to your face, likely even going on to tell the why's, when's, and how's for the reasoning. This is not the person to ask the opinion of if you have a weak pride. Yet everything has an opposite. If Hyza likes you, he will extol your virtues, applying to you the same ability to make all your flaws seem like excellent character points. Not to mention if you make him a friend, you have a friend for life, one who will back you no matter what, with sword and blood if he must.
Physical - Though he doesn't purposely start them, this is a lion who's happy to get into a good, old-fashioned brawl any time, any place, over anything. That's not to say he's overly aggressive, he rarely actually hits anyone. Rather, he prefers to let his opponent defeat themselves, which is his philosophy with most of his life. Still, regardless of his methods, Hyza likes nothing more than a knockdown, drag out fight with a good opponent. As a fighter born and bred, it is not just an enjoyment, but a physical necessity. If he doesn't get into a good rough and tumble for a while, he will get irritable and at times downright mean. Fighting is a form of physical release almost as good to Hyza as an intimate one.
Lazy - 'Exert the least amount of energy necessary to get the job done'. This is Hyza's philosophy in life. At times he seems lazy, but this style has worked from the moment he was born, and he's not about to change it now. This is not to say that he is unwilling or unable to do what needs to be done. Rather, it is the fact that he does not waste his energy with needless accessories. If he has something to do, he gets it done as quickly and efficiently as he can manage. Energy is a precious resource, replenished by precious resources that are not always close at hand. When food and water are in short supply, Hyza's 'lazy' lifestyle becomes valuable. Being raised on the move, he was taught to be conservative from a very early age. Waste not, want not, as the saying goes.
Life changes fast. That was one thing that Hyza learned very quickly. When he was born, there were four to curl up against their mother and search for the sweet milk. He could tell by the scent of his three siblings. By the time he opened his eyes, there were two, one of the bodies having grown cold. Death was inevitable, his mother had told them. When you’re young, you don’t really understand what ‘death’ is. When they were big enough to move, Mother took them back to the rest of her family. The pride, she called it. It was a pride because all were proud to be a part of it. And so was Hyza.
Two months later, change happened again. Another sibling disappeared forever, having wandered too far from Mother while she was hunting and gotten trampled by the food beasts. By now, he knew what death was. It was what happened every time the pride ate. Usually, though, it was the food beasts that died. Mother didn’t mourn the cub’s loss. Death was inevitable, was all she said. And this was true, for much death happened, often because of those who walk on two legs. At least, until his father went to them. Death in the pride did not happen as much after that. Mother pushed them away, intent on the new cubs she had, but he stayed close, and was safe.
After he reached his second year, change spread its wings wide again. Father returned from the human pride and grew agitated. It was time for him to leave, along with his brother. There was no place in the pride for them anymore. They looked to Mother, but she turned her back and walked away, only stopping to nudge Sister away as well. Sister must stay, Brothers must go. There was no longer a place for them here. They left.
Hyza stayed with Brother for almost a year, wandering the lands and getting into fights over territory. Brother was always more interested in the females than he was. One day, Brother stood his ground instead of running away. Brother won, and Brother stayed, claiming the females as his own. There was no place for the defeated male. He could have stayed with Brother, the other had offered him the place to rule with him, but Hyza wasn’t interested. Change happened again. Hyza was alone now. Hyza stayed alone.
Occasionally, instinct prodded the male to scuffle with resident lions, but never for long. He had no interest in settling down. Instead, he wandered far and wide, hunting when he was hungry, sleeping when he was tired, and lying in the shade watching the humans in their roaring monsters, pointing their light flashers at him. Unlike the humans he had grown up with, these humans stayed far away, and left quickly. At least until life decided to change again.
One sun, the humans came in their roaring monsters, but these did not leave. They followed him and pointed loud noise makers at him. He paid them no mind, humans had pointed things at him sense he was born. Hyza bent his head to drink from his current favorite pond, and felt a sharp stink in his flank. He reared back to fight off the attack, but managed only a deep roar before the sun took away its light from his eyes and his body collapsed.
The humans lugged an unconscious Hyza to their cars and tested him, finding within him the DNA of a dark brown lion they had captured many hundreds of miles away, one who happened to be a retromorph. Unlike many of the other lions that did not share his DNA, they took Hyza with them, and kept the large cat sedated as they did their experiments. When they were satisfied, they dumped the now black furred lion into the Menagerie.