[zoocyte]

To adopt, you must either:
1. Have a founder, be at least level 1, and have enough space to accommodate this lion
2. Or, you can adopt this one as your founder!

what a lovely garland! how did this lion get it? did they make it themselves or did someone else give it to them? what do they mean to the lion? (unlimited art/writing to answer the prompt, no extras)

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end date: february 28, cs rollover

main thread I prompts/leveling up I artist search

[DraconisSumeris]

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[Meekins12345]

Username: Meekins12345
Lion name: Kineks
Lion gender: Lioness/female
Pride: In the signature - The Pride of Wikimak
Pride status: Tamatama - Collector/forager
Flowers: TBA WIP mark ouo

[SilentMelody]

Dropping out, good luck to everyone!!

[-Isabella-]

Username: Isabella45
Lion name: Amora (Meaning; love)
Lion gender: Female
Pride: link to thread
Pride status: Undetermined
Flowers:
Amora bounded out of her den excitedly. Today was festival day. The pride had spent the last week preparing, making special dishes, setting up games, and decorating the whole place with flowers.
If there was any lion you especially cared for or loved this was the day to let them know.
Amora was participating for the second time and she was just sure she'd be getting a proclamation of love and a flower garland which symbolized a couple's newfound love and commitment to one another.
All the young lions who were of age would be eager to finally give away the garlands they had been working on so hard the day before. Amora was rather pleased with hers, the combination of lilac, pink, and white flowers making a nice pastel rainbow.

"It'll be time soon."

Amora looked up at her sister's voice and smiled. "I can't wait!" Her sister smiled but a familiar sadness shadowed her gaze and Amora felt a pick of guilt. Her sister had lost her mate only a year ago and was still grieving the loss deeply. This holiday would be hard for her and Amora felt almost bad for being so cheerful about it.

As if reading her thoughts her sister said, "I want you to go out there and enjoy yourself. Don't let me spoil it."

"I think it might be a wonderful day." Amora smiled, her thoughts turning to Jachin, her best friend whom she had a feeling might be the one to give her a garland. Everything about the looks they had shared, the look Amora saw in his eyes...it had to be love. And though she had tried not to get her hopes up, she knew she'd be very pleased to have him give her his garland. They'd been friends so long, and she just knew they were perfect for each other. Her first festival he hadn't approached her, but they had been young and she was willing to wait. She thought now he might finally be ready to tell her how he felt, and she knew she was ready to hear it.

"Just don't worry too much on finding someone. Take your time and enjoy the food and games. There is always time to find the right one."

"Okay." Amora nodded, really only half listening. She knew her sister's warning was wise, but she'd already nearly had a declaration, she was sure it would all be made official today. What could go wrong?

Feeling confidant Amora headed off to join the other lions for the start of the festival. As usual the day started with some specialty foods and games, all of which Amora enjoyed immensely. Jachin joined her for several of the games and every smile or warm look he sent her way made her heart flutter.

Before long it was time for the lions to begin to pair off and find their love interest. Amora sought out Jachin, sure he'd be glad to see her. But when she found him she was just in time to see him give his garland to another lion.

Amora had thought she'd been careful with her feelings, but the heart crushing pain she felt at the sight of her best friend giving his garland to someone else was worse than anything she could remember feeling before. She hurried away before he saw her, taking shelter under a tree.
In an attempt to help the pain she felt Amora tried to remind herself it wasn't the end of the world, there were other lions out there, perhaps she had been mistaken in thinking Jachin was the one.

But the day went on and no one approached her. Lions paired off and she was left alone under the tree, the garland she had made beginning to wilt. Hurt by her crushed hopes and the fact that she seemed to have been forgotten Amora finally gave into her pain and began to cry softly to herself, curling up and dropping her garland to the ground.

She couldn't have said how long she laid there like that before her sister found her, hugging her gently as she cried. At the hug Amora only cried more, and when she could finally manage it Amora looked up at her older sister and said shakily, "He didn't want me. No one did."

"Hush, hush," her sister said soothingly. "It's only your first year. There are plenty of lions out there you know, it isn't the end of the world."

"It hurts," her sister said quietly, feeling pathetic in a way but feeling unable to gather herself. "What's wrong with me? Why does no one want me?"

"It's only your second festival Amora, and there is nothing wrong with you. It just takes some lions longer than other to find love."

"All of my friends have," Amora said softly. "I'm the only one who hasn't. I can't help wondering...if something is wrong with me."

"That's nonsense." Her sister was quiet a moment then said, "Come with me."

Amora hesitated but then stood and reluctantly followed her sister over to the games and crafts area. Once they got there her sister told her to wait a moment and disappeared inside a den. only a moment later she came back out of the den, carrying the most beautiful garland Amora had ever seen. The flowers were lovely shades of pink, some tinted with pink or blue and made her think of a sunset.
Her sister carefully draped the garland over Amora's neck. "You're a wonderful, smart, beautiful lioness Amora. You're the best sister and friend I could ever ask for and I love you more than anything. I know it isn't what you wanted exactly, but I want you to wear this, and remember how much you're loved by me and our family."

Amora had to stifle a sniffle. "I love you too sis. You're the best." Impulsively she hugged her sister then remembering something said, "Wait here." She ran back to the tree and retrieved her forgotten, half wilted garland.

"It isn't as nice as yours," she said as she put it over her sister's head. "But I love you too and I don't know what I'd do without you."

Her sister smiled and the two shared another hug, each forgetting their griefs in that moment as their love for each other helped mend their broken hearts.

[snapshot]

Username: snapshot
Lion name: Aileth
Lion gender: female
Pride: Lions of the Waves
Pride status: Queen
Flowers:
The first flower was left on a rock by the seashore. A single pink rose, and beside it a note scratched into a piece of bark.

"To she who sings to the ocean each morning, a gift as beautiful as your voice."

There was no signature on the note. Aileth smiled, blushing at the thought that someone heard her singing, and that they thought her voice so beautiful. She picked up the rose and tucked it behind her ear. It fit perfectly, and somehow didn't fall even when she chased her pride mates playfully.

The second flower was left on the stump of a tree, a stump Aileth often went to sit upon when it was her turn to watch the cubs.

"To she with the gentle spirit, a gift as lovely as the kindness in your heart."

This flower was a single white rose, and she tucked it beside the first.

The third flower was tied to a blade of tall grass out on the savannah. Bright magenta, it was hard to miss. Aileth found it while on a walk with her best friend, who nudged her playfully when she spotted it.

"To she who brightens the world, a gift as beautiful as your laughter."

Aileth's friend plucked up the blade of grass along with a few other, and wove the stems of the three flowers into the braid.

The fourth flower was delivered by a blue macaw, which landed gently on Aileth's back while she was lounging in the sun. The bird tucked the pink and white rose into the braid, dropped a note at her feet, bowed, and flew away.

"To she who is captivating, a gift as lovely as your eyes."

And so it continued for many more days. Each day, Aileth found a rose somewhere, with a sweet note accompanying it. Each day, she added the flower to her garland, which quickly grew thick and beautiful. The other lionesses encouraged her, talking of a secret admirer, who must be of great character to devote so much time to wooing a lioness in such a romantic way.

Then one day, Aileth found a trail of flower petals on the beach when she went to sing to the ocean. The song of the waves seemed to giggle with anticipation. She followed the trail, and at the end she found a bouquet. And, holding the bouquet, was a none other than Mar. Though the two were from different prides, they had long been friends.

Mar stepped forward and placed the bouquet at Aileth's feet, bowing his head to her before stepping back.

"To she with the most loving heart I've ever know, the brightest smile I've ever seen, the sweetest laughter I've ever heard, a gift that can only hope to be as beautiful as you. Would you go on a date with me?"

Aileth laughed, stepping forward to touch her nose against his. Oh sweet, thoughtful Mar. "Of course."

[Mid-life]

if i have time / can level up quick enough eee~

[NaCl]

Username: NaCl
Lion name: Adolance
Lion gender: Male
Pride: xxx
Pride status: King
Flowers:
"Adolance, my love?" the lion beside him whispered to wake him up, nudging him gently with his nose.
"Yes, Kryvo?" he spoke softly as he opened his eyes and greeted his soon to be husband, the King of Sharhassi. When their eyes met Kryvo smiled, his bright orange eyes lighting up even more and Adolance nuzzled his face gently into Kryvo's mane, taking in his warmth.
"Tomorrow is our wedding dear, and I have something to show you" Kryvo said, his voice muffled to only Adolance. The lighter coloured lion looked back up at his Fiance and cocked his head to the side.
"What is it? I thought we already went through all of the Sharhassian Royal Wedding customs?" he was genuinely curious, ever since Kryvo proposed to him, Adolance had been working hard to learn all of the customs that came with weddings in Sharhassi, and especially the royal ones.
"This is one I've been keeping from you, as a surprise!" he beamed, shifting over to get to his paws and light the various lanterns in their room.
"Really, you've been keeping a surprise from me? That's-" Adolance chuckled lightly "- That's surprising" Kryvo laughed too as he made his way back to his Fiance.
"I know, it was hard not to tell you or show you, but it's tradition to actually not show this until the day before the wedding" Kryvo explained as Adolance rose to his paws and waited for where Kryvo would take him, and what he would show him.
"well, whatever it is, I'm excited" he grinned and nuzzled the king. Kryvo practically ran out of the room, it was clear he was antsy to show Adolance his surprise. He smiled and followed quickly behind, chasing after the grinning king as he ran down the halls and outside, into the royal gardens where flowers of every imaginable kind grew thanks to the talented druids working for the king.
"Here-" Kryvo gestured to the gazebo they shared their lunches in, sitting on the table was a shape Adolance couldn't quite make out from this far away. "- Is the surprise" he added as they got closer. There, sitting on the simple white and gold table, was a garland of beautiful flowers, mostly roses, they were all various shades of pink, all of them beautifully twined together by masterfully careful paws, they almost seemed to glow in the low light of the morning and the shade of the gazebo.
"Kryvo..." Adolance trailed off, stepping up to run a careful paw over the flowers.
"These garlands are made and given to the lion that marries into the royal family, they are symbol of beauty and nobleness, Saint Sharhassi herself was said to craft these for the founders of every royal family. Since you are now becoming a noble yourself, one was made for you, I requested pinks to match your eyes and fur, I hope you like it" the king mused, shifting from side to side, his eyes cast down and a small blush creeping up his cheeks and ear-tips.
"Kryvo darling" Adolance lifted Kryvo's chin so their eyes could meet and he touched their noses together.
"It's beautiful, I love it so much, thank you my love" he rambled, telling him how much he loved him and how thankful he was to have him, and by the end of his mini rant Kryvo was looking away, smiling, his face flushed as he listened to the endless praise coming from Adolance.
"I.. I love you too, Ado" Kryvo mumbled and put his chin on Adolance's shoulder.
"You'll wear the garland to our wedding tomorrow along with the traditional wedding clothes, you'll be so beautiful, covered in flowers and with your new crown on your head, jewelry in your ears and over your back and tail. By the Saints, you'll look like a Saint tomorrow" Kryvo rambled, taking his turn to spill his praise and love for the lion in front of him.
"I wouldn't hold myself to the standards of the Saints, but I'm sure you will look like one too, I can't wait to see you in your full king attire, your crown resting in your mane, the jewelry in it, you're beautiful too Kryvo, please don't forget that my love"

[ThatOnePython]

Username: ThatOnePython
Lion name: Fiore 'Flower'
Lion gender: Female
Pride: Echolake
Pride status: Healer
Flowers:

Sorry image is so large, don't have time to change it
'No love is greater than that between a mother and her child'

This quote has stuck with Fiore since she was first able to hear. Her mother had always made sure to tell her how much she loved her before the sun set every night.

Fiore was named by her mother who loved the smell and look of the natural flowers that grew outside of her den during the summer months. Fiore's mother was extremely young when she had her only cub, a single mother herself, after a horrible breakup, she decided she only wanted what was best for her only daughter. She vowed to make sure Fiore didn't make the same mistake she had and make sure she found a mate that loved her and was worthy of her everlasting companionship.

Just months after Fiore's birth her mother came down with a life threatening illness. Fiore being the youngster she was didn't understand what this meant and what would happen to her mother. Her whole world could be taken away from her with one last final breathe, no one could prevent this, not even the healers who tried their best to find a cure but there just wasn't enough time. Fiore's mother knew in her heart she wasn't going to survive for much longer and instead started to make the most of her remaining days. During a particularly hot summers day Fiore's mother tasked her with collecting bundles of the flowers grown outside their den. The young cub excitedly picked the flowers finding the brightest blues and the dullest greys. With a proud grin she brought them to her mother who weakly praised her. picking up the bundles of pink and white roses, one of her personal favourites. She started making a necklace out of the flowers by weaving the stems like you would with a daisy chain. Once done Fiore's mother placed the flower necklace around the young cubs neck which her whole body drowned in, her mother couldn't help but let out a little chuckle.

"Darling, listen closer. Please replace these flowers every year. Just because something dies doesn't mean their spirit isn't with you.