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Description

Name(s) and Meaning
Machairo
- Derived from The Greek word μάχαιρα (mákhaira, plural mákhairai), also transliterated machaira or machaera, is related to μάχη (mákhē) "a battle", μάχεσθαι (mákhesthai) "to fight". It derives from the Proto-Indo-European *magh-. Homer mentions the makhaira, but as a domestic knife of no great size. In period texts. From Makhaira - Wikipedia
- Taken from "Machairodontinae", the extint family of cats containing smilodons and homotherium.

"Big Mack"
- Family nickname.

Rank
Gladiator

Age
Starting Age: 2 years, 3 months
Current Age: 2 years, 3 months

I.D.
Cis Male
(He/Him)

Species

Lynx (Pardinus/Canadensis) x Clouded Leopard (Neofelis Nebulosa)
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-Personality-

*Theatrical
Being unable to speak from birth, Machairo has always found ways around it to communicate. He's incredibly expressive, silly and seems dramatic at times when he's trying to speak his mind. Talking to him is essentially an elaborate game of charades, but you're left guessing less as Mack makes his feelings known very well without vocalization as this how he's comminicated his entire life, but miscomunications are always abound to arise.

*Logically Strategic
Despite his brutish appearence Big Mack puts alot of thought into his actions innstead of relying on instinct alone. mind. relies on logic rather than just feelings which makes him quite level headed. And when he's hunting he attacks only when he's certain it'll land (Not that he lands every blow he's certain of)Machairo scrutinizes initial thoughts until he's come away with a substancial plan in

*Superstitious
Despite being a very logical cat, ever since he was young, Machairo has been drawn to the mythical, and it would appear the mythical is drawn to him. While not necessarily a believer in magic or unfounded beliefs there are some things grounded in his logic he's unable to brush off-Unfortunately. It's not like he really likes it.

*Cutthroat
Growing up a farm, and by extension a hunter for his human, Machairo has learned that sometimes the greatest mercy-is one that is death. While never cruel for no reason, when Machairo is on the hunt he holds that strict attitude, and aims to dispatch prey as swiftly as possible. It may come as quite the shift from the silly cat he can be very brutal if he needs to.

*Driven
When given a purpose he can dedicate himself to Big Mack is a very hardworking cat. He can be very focused. It's rare for him to ever give up or falter on a task he deems important, or when he working in someone's elses benefit.

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History
Machairo was born as experimental cross by a huntsman who bred working lynxes his entire life. Initially set in his ways about never hybridizing his lynx like the city folk, the man after several decades finally had a change of heart and decided test out hybridized hunting companions. If at all to see if they compared to his lynx on purebreds and crosses, or if they could hunt specific game that purebreds struggled with. From this experiment he reaped two cubs from seperate parents- a pair of siblings and some of his best hunting companions descended from his longstanding Iberian lines.

Machairo was the first to be born. The days prior had been unusually warm on the farm-warm enough to be considered a heatwave. The heat came to a resouding high when his mother, Asterteita, went into labor. Despite only carrying a single cub, the labor was hard and lasted hours longer than it should due to the intense warmth and Asterteita was so weak from dehydration and exhaustion. Clouds brewed outside but the steaming temperaturs persisted, Asterteita's family prepared for the worst but at last Machairo was born but she was on the verge of death. Her family gathered around her certain this would be her end... But with a wonderous boom and crack- fresh water falling from the sky! The clouds had finally opened and the rain washed over the land. Asterteita was able rehydrate and survive, and Machairo despite silent was completely healthy.

His lack a voice wasn't a concern for his family as they loved him all the same. Between his mother, grandmothers, uncle and several extended members, Machairo was never not surrounded by family. Several weeks later he'd gain another family member as his cousin Maugrim who moved in after being weaned, he and Maugrim would become close as brothers. Together Machairo and Maugrim would be trained to hunt and retrieve game, along with protecting and alerting their master from any predators while they were out in the deep terrain. The hardworking pair would rise above the hunter's expectations, especially when they worked as a team.

However- one day, Machairo and Maugrim got into a terrible argument. Any squabbles or minor spats that may've come before were squandered in the likes of the fallout that came. Machairo ran off to cool his temper, to clear his mind. He settled deep in a quiet clearing where he counted to ten and breathed through his nose, he even closed his eyes and thought of his favorite dinner. When he opened them a solid white buck stood before him. Machairo was both intrigued and hungry so on an uncharisteric imulse he gave chase to the oddly colored buck, but it was quick and crafty and lead Machairo on a chase that lasted for hours. Machairo so entranced with his prey didn't even notice the storm billowing in the horizon.

Whirling winds- Licked lightning- Tenancious thunder, the storm was powerful and Machairo lost track of the buck during it. Forced to hunker down in some semblence of shelter, Machairo had the dreading realization he was completely unfamilair with this territroy and completly lost. He could only wait out the storm and try retracing his steps. Unfortunately the rain would make it harder, leaving no scent trails to follow. Sleep surprisingly came the clouded lynx and what he awoke to was shocking and now quite aggraviating- it was the white buck. Casually grazing only meters from his makeshift nest. He'd gotten this far already so once again he gave chase to the ghostly shaded creature.

The hunt lasted days but Machairo was determined now to bag this deer if just for the sake of his pride. Not to mention he was also starving for a proper meal. Machairo's hunt lead him up the mountains, and far, far from his farm. The hunter seemingly trapped his prey at last but Machairo wouldn't be in for an easy lunch, the buck was strong, and he was weak from the several day chase. Machairo was wounded enough be knocked unconcious but not severely injured, luckily he was found by an Ice Empire patrol where he was taken to the healers for medical treatment.

To Machairo's shock he awoke to several stranger cats, he'd heard rumors about cats living in Empires that fought for freedom against humanity's reign, but never in his wildest dreams did he expect to be tangled in up with them, but they don't seem too bad so far.

Funfacts
- N/A

Life Goal(s)
- Catch the white buck.

Items
- N/A
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Family Lineage
Asterteita*Mother*Alive
???*Father*Unknown

???*Grandmother*Alive
???*Other-Grandmother*Alive

Maugrim*Cousin*Alive
Thoth*Cousin*Alive

???*Uncle*Alive
Briyu*Aunt*Deceased

Romantic Interest
Perma-Ship: Closed
Flings: Semi-Closed
Crack/non-canon Shipping: Closed

Description

Name(s) and Meaning
Machairo
- Derived from The Greek word μάχαιρα (mákhaira, plural mákhairai), also transliterated machaira or machaera, is related to μάχη (mákhē) "a battle", μάχεσθαι (mákhesthai) "to fight". It derives from the Proto-Indo-European *magh-. Homer mentions the makhaira, but as a domestic knife of no great size. In period texts. From Makhaira - Wikipedia
- Taken from "Machairodontinae", the extint family of cats containing smilodons and homotherium.

"Big Mack"
- Family nickname.

Rank
Gladiator

Age
Starting Age: 2 years, 3 months
Current Age: 2 years, 3 months

I.D.
Cis Male
(He/Him)

Species

Lynx (Pardinus/Canadensis) x Clouded Leopard (Neofelis Nebulosa)
____

-Personality-

*Theatrical
Being unable to speak from birth, Machairo has always found ways around it to communicate. He's incredibly expressive, silly and seems dramatic at times when he's trying to speak his mind. Talking to him is essentially an elaborate game of charades, but you're left guessing less as Mack makes his feelings known very well without vocalization as this how he's comminicated his entire life, but miscomunications are always abound to arise.

*Logically Strategic
Despite his brutish appearence Big Mack puts alot of thought into his actions innstead of relying on instinct alone. mind. relies on logic rather than just feelings which makes him quite level headed. And when he's hunting he attacks only when he's certain it'll land (Not that he lands every blow he's certain of)Machairo scrutinizes initial thoughts until he's come away with a substancial plan in

*Superstitious
Despite being a very logical cat, ever since he was young, Machairo has been drawn to the mythical, and it would appear the mythical is drawn to him. While not necessarily a believer in magic or unfounded beliefs there are some things grounded in his logic he's unable to brush off-Unfortunately. It's not like he really likes it.

*Cutthroat
Growing up a farm, and by extension a hunter for his human, Machairo has learned that sometimes the greatest mercy-is one that is death. While never cruel for no reason, when Machairo is on the hunt he holds that strict attitude, and aims to dispatch prey as swiftly as possible. It may come as quite the shift from the silly cat he can be very brutal if he needs to.

*Driven
When given a purpose he can dedicate himself to Big Mack is a very hardworking cat. He can be very focused. It's rare for him to ever give up or falter on a task he deems important, or when he working in someone's elses benefit.

_____

History
Machairo was born as experimental cross by a huntsman who bred working lynxes his entire life. Initially set in his ways about never hybridizing his lynx like the city folk, the man after several decades finally had a change of heart and decided test out hybridized hunting companions. If at all to see if they compared to his lynx on purebreds and crosses, or if they could hunt specific game that purebreds struggled with. From this experiment he reaped two cubs from seperate parents- a pair of siblings and some of his best hunting companions descended from his longstanding Iberian lines.

Machairo was the first to be born. The days prior had been unusually warm on the farm-warm enough to be considered a heatwave. The heat came to a resouding high when his mother, Asterteita, went into labor. Despite only carrying a single cub, the labor was hard and lasted hours longer than it should due to the intense warmth and Asterteita was so weak from dehydration and exhaustion. Clouds brewed outside but the steaming temperaturs persisted, Asterteita's family prepared for the worst but at last Machairo was born but she was on the verge of death. Her family gathered around her certain this would be her end... But with a wonderous boom and crack- fresh water falling from the sky! The clouds had finally opened and the rain washed over the land. Asterteita was able rehydrate and survive, and Machairo despite silent was completely healthy.

His lack a voice wasn't a concern for his family as they loved him all the same. Between his mother, grandmothers, uncle and several extended members, Machairo was never not surrounded by family. Several weeks later he'd gain another family member as his cousin Maugrim who moved in after being weaned, he and Maugrim would become close as brothers. Together Machairo and Maugrim would be trained to hunt and retrieve game, along with protecting and alerting their master from any predators while they were out in the deep terrain. The hardworking pair would rise above the hunter's expectations, especially when they worked as a team.

However- one day, Machairo and Maugrim got into a terrible argument. Any squabbles or minor spats that may've come before were squandered in the likes of the fallout that came. Machairo ran off to cool his temper, to clear his mind. He settled deep in a quiet clearing where he counted to ten and breathed through his nose, he even closed his eyes and thought of his favorite dinner. When he opened them a solid white buck stood before him. Machairo was both intrigued and hungry so on an uncharisteric imulse he gave chase to the oddly colored buck, but it was quick and crafty and lead Machairo on a chase that lasted for hours. Machairo so entranced with his prey didn't even notice the storm billowing in the horizon.

Whirling winds- Licked lightning- Tenancious thunder, the storm was powerful and Machairo lost track of the buck during it. Forced to hunker down in some semblence of shelter, Machairo had the dreading realization he was completely unfamilair with this territroy and completly lost. He could only wait out the storm and try retracing his steps. Unfortunately the rain would make it harder, leaving no scent trails to follow. Sleep surprisingly came the clouded lynx and what he awoke to was shocking and now quite aggraviating- it was the white buck. Casually grazing only meters from his makeshift nest. He'd gotten this far already so once again he gave chase to the ghostly shaded creature.

The hunt lasted days but Machairo was determined now to bag this deer if just for the sake of his pride. Not to mention he was also starving for a proper meal. Machairo's hunt lead him up the mountains, and far, far from his farm. The hunter seemingly trapped his prey at last but Machairo wouldn't be in for an easy lunch, the buck was strong, and he was weak from the several day chase. Machairo was wounded enough be knocked unconcious but not severely injured, luckily he was found by an Ice Empire patrol where he was taken to the healers for medical treatment.

To Machairo's shock he awoke to several stranger cats, he'd heard rumors about cats living in Empires that fought for freedom against humanity's reign, but never in his wildest dreams did he expect to be tangled in up with them, but they don't seem too bad so far.

Funfacts
- N/A

Life Goal(s)
- Catch the white buck.

Items
- N/A
____

Family Lineage
Asterteita*Mother*Alive
???*Father*Unknown

???*Grandmother*Alive
???*Other-Grandmother*Alive

Maugrim*Cousin*Alive
Thoth*Cousin*Alive

???*Uncle*Alive
Briyu*Aunt*Deceased

Romantic Interest
Perma-Ship: Closed
Flings: Semi-Closed
Crack/non-canon Shipping: Closed