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| Name: | Sahara in Astoria Offline | State: | Oregon | Species: | Sumatran Tiger | Gender: | Female | Age: | 33.3 | Relationship: | Single, Not Looking | Sexuality: | Bi-Sexual | Group Memberships: | Supporter
| Member ID: | 7755 | Status: | Offline | Last Active: | 10-08-2020 14:16 PM | Profile Views: | 7109 | Distance: | Miles | Skype: | Hidden from Guests | Kik: | Hidden from Guests | YIM: | Hidden from Guests | FurAffinity: | Hidden from Guests | Facebook: | Hidden from Guests |
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About Me: I'm Sahara, but most of my friends call me Shar.
Pssst. I'm probably in the yiff chat. Rather than send me a message here, you could just say hello there! X3
A house cat trapped in a tiger's body. ^^;
Shar: The easy way 5'11 196lbs Green eyes Typical fur pattern Long semi fluffy tail Big hips Bubble butt DD cup Dominant
It sure would be fun to have a pet... so here.. read this. Things I love in my subs. -Optimisim. Subs that have constant roleplay health issues or are pessimistic about life in general just bore me to tears. -Strong males. Femboys are cute. But I prefer my men a little rough around the edges. -Confidence. Nuff said. -Puppy play. I adore this. Seriously. -No mates. These situations can often get sticky and I am not about to get myself into that. Even when expressed permission has been given, sometimes things still turn sour. (I'll add more later.)
☆Favorites☆ (This is not a finished list! Just a round about idea.)
•Food: Seafood! Particularly trout, shrimp, octopus, and squid. •Drinks: Dr. Pepper, bold roast coffee, blood orange blueberry soda. •TV Shows: Futurama, documentaries, Bob's Burgers, ST:TNG, X-Files, Little Britain, Top Gear, tons of reality stuff. •Video Games: Left 4 Dead, Borderlands, Halo, Diablo III, Final Fantasy 7 and 8, Pokèmon. •Movies: Ghost In The Darkness, Waterworld, Event Horizon, Stargate, Mama, The Grudge, Memoirs of A Geisha, The Curse of The Golden Flower, Kung Pow Enter The Fist, Ace Ventura •Anime: Sailor Moon R through Crystal, Inuyasha, Blue Seed, FLCL. (Don't watch any of the new stuff...) •Favorite Musics: This constantly changes. No jazz. No country. Mostly EDM.
Just a tigress making her way in the world.
The sun was rising over the mountains as the small creatures of the woodlands began to stir. The tigress' watchful eyes narrowed on a glint of gold as a young orangutan boy struck the dirt before his feet. "Stop!" She cried out, jumping down the layered steps of Earth until she was next to him. Stooping down, the tigress pawed at the dirt where the glint of gold had shown so clearly. She slowly uncovered bit by bit, a golden sword, tarnished from the earth's cover. The young boy watched in awe as Shar held up the heavy sword, keen eyes sweeping over the lengths in excitement, "This is it! This is what we've been looking for!" The sword fell swiftly as she wrapped a free arm around the boy, "Perfect!" With that, she left his side, hoisting herself back to ground level, a research tent setup nearby. On a solemn table in the midst of digging equipment and crates, a map lay sprawled out. Setting the sword near it, gentle paws traversed the delicate papyrus, following a trail marked with black dashes of ink. Near the foot of a mountain, the map marked just one of many spots that would eventually lead her to the relics needed to open the sealed tomb of Bast. This was the first of many. The next place would lead her to a remote jungle in South America, an anch hiding somewhere in the roots of an ancient tree. A smile claimed her face, knowing that her next adventure was just around the world...
Sighing quietly, she pulled at the bottom of her pencil skirt before straitening the lapels of her business jacket. It was yet another try at recieving funding for the next expedition to South America. This time should be different though, a picture of the first relic tucked in a folder she had under an arm. A slender feline approached and beckoned to follow. Shar padded quietly after her, the woman opening a door and ushering the tigress through. The door latched behind her as she took in the office overlooking Puget Sound an older male rhino sitting behind an oak desk awaiting her to finish gawking. "Good evening Miss O'Dell. Please, have a seat," His tone seemed welcoming sending her hopes soaring through the roof. Closing the distance, she took a seat setting her folder down on the desk, "Thank you. Lets cut to the chase," she spoke, "Somewhere in So-" "Just a moment, Miss O'Dell," he stopped her dead in her tracks, a leathery grey paw reaching to stroke his tall ivory horn, "I am not looking to invest at this time, but I figured I'd at least tell you face to face instead of an impersonal phone call. I understand that your work in this particular expedition has been fruitful; you must be the best in your line of work, but unfortunately, I have my money invested in a few other things in the technological field currently. Have you heard about the work they're doing with the webbing from spiders?" "I have.. it's fascinating. Thank you for your consideration, but I now have more footwork I must attend to," Shar stood abruptly with full intentions of showing herself out. Pulling several bobby pins from a tight bun at the back of her head, blonde locks came cascading down her shoulders, a sigh of relief escaping her. Without anymore leads, it seemed the expedition would have to be put on hold until she could find the funds needed. There was a small coffee shop just down the road from the failed meeting that seemed just the place to sit for a drink. The clouds were rolling in slowly, replacing sunlight with muted tones, rain threatening to overtake the city in just a matter of time. Shar was staring into the ceramic cup in front of her, the foam from her latte moving just slightly when she tipped the cup. A soft tune floated from her purse at her side, the cellphone she rarely used, ringing from within. Pulling it from her purse, she fumbled with the device before answering, "Hello...?" The number was one she didn't recognize. "Miss O'Dell? We have not met, but I think I have what you need," The voice was male, wise and raspy. "I'm sorry?" The tigress had heard every word he'd said, but what exactly did he know? "Your expedition to find the tomb of Bast. I believe you needed funding? I can do that," He spoke clearly, slowly, so that she might be able to grasp the gravity of his words. "I.." She stopped, her maw agape. "I have your attention now, Miss O'Dell?" His question lingered for a moment.
To be continued...
I prefer literate roleplay, meaning I put in the effort to make it worth reading, please do the same. It also means NO TEXT SPEECH, coherent sentences. Proper punctuation. An expansive vocabulary. Spelling isn't as huge of a deal as long as it's close. x3 I expect nothing more and nothing less. Please respect my choices. ^_^;;; I also prefer mature furs. Meaning usually above the age of 21. No offense, it just seems easier to get along with furs my age. If you can prove me wrong otherwise, go ahead. I am a versatile lover. My interests span into the darkest corners of the internet. I can play Domme, sub. It doesn't matter. And you know, I'm pretty damn good at what I do, if I don't say so myself. XD
You want to bed me, darling? That's cute. My tip for you? Charm. Intelligence. True gentlemen. These things catch my eye. "Hey, lets yiff" won't work. Come now, doesn't anyone play the game anymore? -Huffs.-
I get quite a few messages when I am around. It's difficult to answer them all so here's a tip! If I am in a room, come talk to me there! You are far more likely to get a response that way! I am here to be social and being tied up in private messaging kind of defeats that! ♡
--------->Artwork belongs to me, commissioned by Miss MiaCoon of Furrtrax. Thank you, Miss Coon!!!!!<-----------
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