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|Vitals...|
Name: Ursa. named after the constelations Ursa Major and Ursa Minor, the bears up in the sky.
Birthdate: 7/5/04
|Past Life...|
Long ago, in the arctic north, lived a friendly polar bear. Her pack lived right next to a small village of star gazers, who called themselves Astell, near the beautiful Northern Lights. The people there were very friendly and took the bears in as their pets. The little polar bear in question, was the village favorite. They named her 'Ursa' after the Ursa Major and Ursa Minor constellations they gazed upon everynight. Ursa had a way about her to be able to cheer up the villagers and entertain them just by doing simple, yet funny things. Ursa made a special friend named
Years passed by and Ursa, the other polar bears of her pack, all grew together. Ursa found comfort in the Northern Lights and went there often as a pup and as an adult. As Ursa grew up into an adult bear, she made a special friend of a new born named Mischa. Ursa not only became somewhat of a baby-sitter, but a friend and companion. The two grew a close bond and played and spent time with each other at every chance they got. They would bring smiles to the older villagers' faces as they rode through, Mischa clinging to Ursa's neck as they galloped around and spending their time together near the northern lights, for they had not only been a comfort to Ursa, but to Mischa as well, or the many nights and days they curled together and slept peacefully. Ursa would do anything to protect her little Mischa.
They lived happily ever after until a new set of villagers came along and set up their living quarters near the Astell. They weren't peaceful and calm like the star gazers, but instead the complete opposite, ruthless hunters, who called themselves Jager. The Jagers immediately grew a genuine dislike of the Astells, and especially their polar bears. For a reason, unknown to anyone, they waged a war against the Astells. As previously stated, the Astells were peaceful and have no ways of fighting back, they were passive, not aggressive. They were ultimately vulnerable prey. The Jagers burned some of their houses and chased after the bears, trying to run them all from the area, being the greedy people that they were, and wanted the whole area all for themselves. The Astells tried to fight back, but on the defensive because they were peaceful people. They built a wall around their village and that kept the Jagers out for a little while. The reason it was keeping them out, was because they were in their own village planning something.
One day, The Jagers charged the village and in one last ho-raw, attacked the Astells and their polar bears. They set their homes ablaze, charged and brutally killed the villagers and the polar bears. Screams and growls were here throughout the village. The polar bears, being the only ones able to fight back, tried to help their believed Astells, but being far less ruthless than the Jagers and not having the advantage of their weapons and ways, were loosing horrible. Ursa, while she was one of the younger bears, was still trying to help out her brethren and was doing pretty good holding the Jagers back.
During the fray, one certain blaze caught Ursa's eyes. She heard the high-pitched, fright screams of her little friend. She ran from the Jager she was fighting off and went to Mischa. She looked around quickly and saw that her parents had gone down with their home. She grabbed Mischa quickly in her mouth and trotted far away from the village. She ran faster and faster, the wind whipping through her fur, the only thoughts running through her head was getting Mischa out safe and alive. What she didn't know was that the leader of the Jagers was chasing her. As she finally reached the northern lights, one of the only things in her life that truly made her feel safe, she set down Mischa in the snow and sat down next to her, tired as can be. Out of no where, the leader of the Jagers came and with a swish of a knife, came down on Mischa. As Mischa gave out a blood curdling scream, Ursa turned and stared at his friend. A chill went through her body and she cradled the now dead girl in her paws, tears streaming down the bear's cheeks. Her one true friend, her baby, the one she did anything for, was here, infront of her, dead....and all because of him. She kissed her forehead and laid her down gently in the snow, making a vow with that kiss, to avenge her death.
She turned and attacked the hunter in pure rage. A vicious brawl ensued where the bear's undying love of Mischa fueled her fury and motivation to take down this hunter. Scratch upon scratch she gave to him with her mighty paws, and scratch upon scratch he gave to her with his sharp blade. After a short while both were bleeding very badly and almost near the end of their ropes. Ursa knew she only had a little left in her and tensed her whole body up. She gave out a great big roar and leaped upon the hunter, she tore her paw at his head and with a final swoop heard a crack of his neck. Sadly, just as she gave the final blow, the hunter, with the last bit of his strength, took his knife and reamed it up into Ursa's chest. The hunter fell back immediately but Ursa fell back, almost as if in slow motion. As she was falling, in the state of being right before death, she thought, at least she had gotten him for Mischa.
When Ursa fell back, she had fallen in the middle of the northern lights. As soon as she touched the snow beneath them, her body began to glimmer in a magnificent display of colors. She was lifted into the air and twirled around in the glimmering rainbow of lights. She was slowly raised to heaven, being rewarded for all her deeds in her life and her death for her friend. Through her bond with the Northern lights, and the irony of dying within the thing that made her feel most safe, she was bestowed with something, that could only be explored and greatened through her rebirth.
And this is where her past has ended. When she was brought up into heaven, she was made into an Angel, and sent back down to earth, to do more good.
((I did sooooo much research and reading of this. Everyone best read it! <33))
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: Penny
: Cyran
: Jason
: Simba
: Najia
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Mommy (Pink): Pink loves all of her children and does anything for them. Like her children, if she has something on her mind, she says it, creating many funny situations. No matter where she is, or what she does, she has always, and will always, be there for her children, guiding them and helping them along their ways.
Aunty DS: DS is one great aunt, always bring presents by for the kids and spending time with them. She is a great friend to Pink and a fantastic cookie engineer. One is never bored when with DS. 
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