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Name: Bila Aibu

Name Meaning: Without Shame

Age: 2 Cycles

Gender: Male

Rank: Shaman

Skill: Night Vision Skill

Pack: Jua

Scent: Suffocatingly strong mint

Accessories: A scarf/blindfold made of hyena hide.

Personality: -Sympathetic- -Honest/Expressive- -Easy going- -Childish- -Weak- -Out going/confident-

+/-Sympathetic- “That hurts doesn’t it? I know that hurts. Relax and come along, I will help you.”   Bila is very sympathetic to those in pain, he can relate to them when it comes to such things and he seems to act rather desperate to make them feel better. He simply can’t watch another in pain and he will go to great lengths to aid them. He seems this way with most things that go wrong.

+/-Honest/Expressive- “You know what you did there was pretty stupid.” Bila isn’t one to hide anything. His actions are full of emotion and his intended feeling he means to be taken by specific acts are rarely left unnoticed. He will outwardly pout, and whine, or grin and giggle, he has little filter on how he expresses himself, sometimes seeming stupidly honest.

+Easy Going- “Relax, take a breath, freaking out doesn’t help anyone in any situation.” Bila will never let himself seem stressed, worked up or too serious. He will bend to accommodate situations and will keep a cool and relaxed tone to him. He thinks it is better for everyone if it is that way, best not bringing stress to anyone around him.

+/-Childish- “That’s pretty nice but did you notice how pretty the grass is?” Bila’s mind track follows the trail of a young pup. His mind is very innocent and can be distracted easily. He can be entertained by little things and rarely picks up on fowl intent of others.

-Weak- “Come on, we can talk this out. Maybe I could just kinda leave you be and you can go on with your day.” Bila is rather weak physically and mentally, just the sheer sight of other’s pain brings him great pain and he will try his best to fix the issue. He is not one to put up with much.

+/- Out Going/Confident- "If I think it, I am gonna do it." Bila tends to act with little thought. He will move over lie against a hound or start talking to a dog simply because he thinks they look like they needed it or he needed it in his head. He tends to frequently speak up and cut people off without noticing it but if it is ever brought up he tries to avoid it but ends up doing it anyways. Although he  is a weakling physically he will speak his mind when he sees the situation unjust.


Extra:

He tends to say, “Thanks, Love you” if he gets people to do errands for him, this is also commonly paired with an affectionate brush on the side, or lick on the nose depending on who is there.

Bila has Mirror-touch synesthesia so when looking at others his mind registers physical things happening to them as if they were happening to himself (like if they were being bitten he would feel the pain in the same spot, or if he touched another he would feel a touch on the same spot of himself)

Anytime fights happen within pack or out of pack he will comment on the pain and tell them to report to him when they were done, slipping the hyena blindfold over his head so he wouldn’t have to watch and leaving the area.

 Hole in ear gained when he was young and tussling with his siblings.

He tends to use really out of date terms and phrases.


Brief History:

 

Birth/ Puphood:

    At birth Bila Aibu had been a rather fearless pup in word. His confidence in mind seemed that out of placed next to his two other brothers, enthusiastic, but not in the least bit useful for anything physical. His speed was poor and he was easily brought to tears as well. His father saw him weak whenever Bila broke out into sobs at seeing his brother get hurt and start crying. His father became rather annoyed with his sons useless intolerance but his mother saw him useful in the nature that he could describe what was wrong with his siblings in a nature a little more understandable then the loud sobs and mushed up speech that his brothers would speak when injured.

     

Tenderfoot:

By the time Bila had become a tenderfoot and his ceremony passed, everyone in the pack already had a feeling what he was going to work to become, a Shaman. The current shaman, Bure also quickly took him in as her underling after he was considered a tenderfoot. As he studied and served for the shaman’s assistant she later admitted to him that she already know he was destined to follow after her, and she had gotten word from the ancestors. She was a very graceful and lean hound, quick and strict, but Bila looked up to that nature. He followed after her and listened to her every word as if she were that of a god. She took over as Bila’s mother. Though nothing happened to his mother he grew more distant of her as he grew closer to Bure. When he heard she was carrying the pups of a dead hound he became protective of her, assisting her closer, doing more for her and seeming to take it upon himself to keep anything from happening to her When it came time for Bure to give birth it was late at night, Bila was near her ready to aid her any way he could. Her yelps and yowls of pain could be heard as she was giving birth to the pups. Blood was everywhere, it was a mess, she was a mess and Bila was blinded with tears in watching her suffering. She gave birth to four pups, two already dead upon entry into the world, and Bure soon passed away after the releasing them into the world. Bila was quick to do what he was taught to do, unfortunetly this was not the first time he had seen a dog die from giving birth. He cleaned up the living pups and brought them to a mothering hound that had pups but a few days older. She took them, but one of the two died, leaving one soul pup.

     

Shaman:

    Becoming Shaman was but a sour reminder that Bure was dead, and he blamed himself for  the first moon of being it before snapping himself out of it thinking about how much of a disappointment Bure would think he were if she saw him. He then went back to his eager and enthusiastic nature for the sake of Bure and the sake of those he aided.
//More will be added as things go on.//



    
Relationships:

:bulletblue: love(not romantic)

:bulletblue::bulletblue: love(romantic)

:bulletgreen: Friend

:bulletgreen::bulletgreen: Best friend

:bulletyellow: Acquaintance

:bulletpurple: Family

:bulletwhite: Respect

:bulletblack: Dislike

:bulletblack::bulletblack: Hate

:bulletred: Fear

Dead

 :bulletwhite:


:bulletwhite:-:bulletblue: Bure(free): She was a truly great hound and how I wish she were to still be upon this earth.
:bulletblue:-:bulletgreen: Nondo(moth): He is a very bright young pup, he only one left of Bure's, I hope he is to go on to do great things like she did.
:bulletred:-:bulletwhite:-:bulletpurple: Jeuri(tyrant): My father... He is strict but I cannot help but look up to how powerful he is. Though that is something I will never be able to have, and I accept that.
:bulletpurple: Jiwe(flint): Mother, you were sweet to me I believe in the past, but I do not know you now.

(Want to be Nondo, or one of Bila's brothers, note me and we can discuss.)


Roleplay Example:
(rp from one going on between Kitonika9 and I currently.)
Huchanganywa's paw skitted down and to the left across the tyro's face, just barely missing the little one's eyes. From the tyro's paw his claw dragged heavy as it sweeped across his fur. He quickly retracted his paw up near his chest looking at it and back at Damu, as he flicked what blood was on it. "Everyone needs someone, even if they don't want it. Even the mighty one you want to copy, he had several people he kept to him and I am certain he would never kill. " Huchanganywa said hesitating to reclaim a strong pin on the tyro seeming to attempt to look a bit closer in on Damu's face slightly trying to see how bad he had done it, attempting to lick at the scratch, "Might the strongest of wings be carried by other ones, the safe ones will be good for you, why deny the greater lights?"

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Kyarako's avatar
I find that interesting the Late shaman was named Bure. My little slave girl is also named Bure. And according to the story I had created for her, after her Master Jata attempted to kill her, Bure was sent to rest in the Shaman's den, with the shaman closely watching over her until she recovered enough to leave. i thought maybe perhaps in that time, the shaman in question could be bila and sometime in the short future, I'd like to RP them together. Like have Bila come check up on Bure since her leaving the Shaman's den. :)