[uglysiyokoy]

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!

ssss...it's a black mamba! do they share any attributes with the said creature? how has this lion's snake-like appearance affected them and the people around them? is there any meaning attached to the way they look or are they just one oddly colored lion among dozens more (300-500 words, may have an extra of two art pieces)?

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end date: march 28, cs rollover

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[CedarShrooms]

Username: LocoLunaWolf
Lion name: Malery
Lion gender: female
Pride: link to thread Forum/viewtopic.php?f=87&t=4237035
Pride status: hunter
Answer:
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[minifun990]

Username:minifun990
Lion name: Nakula
Lion gender: Male
Pride: Mystic Isle
Pride status: Warrior
Answer:ssss...it's a black mamba! do they share any attributes with the said creature? how has this lion's snake-like appearance affected them and the people around them? is there any meaning attached to the way they look or are they just one oddly colored lion among dozens more (300-500 words, may have an extra of two art pieces)?
Nakula was everything a cliche snake was supposed to be. Raised in a harsh environment and he worked as efficiently as he could to ensure success.
Nakula was often described as a snake well before he took on ones signature appearance. Often remaining unseen and hidden among everyday life
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[Runnersback]

Username:Runnersback
Lion name: Ares(Greek for Ancient God of War)
Lion gender:Male
Pride: Realms of L’Oasis Lo
Pride status:Daeva
Answer: It was a dark and stormy night in the valley, and the temple of ares was the only ruins still available to seek refuge in the city of angels.A fire was burning and a small creature was coiling at the massive marble lions pedestal. That wretched creature was the thing that got him there in the first place but now...now... it would free him from his eternal slumber. The mamba striking the ligaments in the lions paws once again.Ares recoiled from his pedestal letting out sharp hisses of pain as the snake slithered onwards after his victory.A mind numbing, soul stopping feeling set into Ares body once again.He was back...For good now...

Ares took a moment to himself; every blink he took made the once burdened marble seem light as a feather, every stiff claw retractions was made smooth, that old aching crick in the neck was gone... But there was new burdens now... His mouth laced with venom, his once fiery eyes now dark as washed out coals, the strikingly plush mane that atoned his build was rough now, and his figure was mounted with scale patches. At least no one can see his true form now, they worshiped the marbleized version of him...“Would they respect him now as the mighty Daeva he is. Or would the cower and run... Surely his supporters would stay,right? But she didn’t, she fled after she turned you... There all just going to be like her abandoning you and fracturing your heart once again...”Ares thought menacingly as his past reality was coming to life in front of him.

Ares stretched and a medium sized shard of glass came into his line of sight. His Roman helmet adorned him perfectly still and it made him just as striking.However, it didn’t hide his “broken chips” well enough the scars of his battles that still rang true.Ares was distracting himself from his pain with the splendid gifts the lions and lionesses bore to him. So distracted that a drenched oracle had scurried in to seek refuge.Ares turned around to a gawking lion,it was so silent in that temple that the only sounds acknowledged was the scurrying of fearful field mice and the dripping water droplets falling from the oracles braided fur.

“What do you want mortal? Have you come to break my fracturing heart also?” Ares sneered, the bitterness coursing through his cavernous voice.

The Oracle was quaking with fear out of intimidation, the Daeva was alive.Soon he gained the courage to approach Ares and his fire. “I mean well sire.I’ve come to seek refuge from the terrible storm.I hope not to be a burden but, who fractured your heart?”

Ares grunted in annoyance,“My Ex-mate and her mamba they plotted for days and succeeded. The snake coiled around my paws striking their to slow me down then my heart...Turning me to Marble for life...Her cursed snake can only take victims once before passing itself.Now Begone Mortal and time the room next door...You now know too much...”
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Ares Mood-board I created using Canva,image credits goes to rightful owner!<3

[DraconisSumeris]

Marrrk

[SilentMelody]

Username: SilentMelody
Lion name: Ho'ohie (meaning "to make attractive")
Lion gender: female
Pride: Divine Pride
Pride status: advisor
Answer: Res with seeming flirty and sneaky, but in reality, she's a hopeless romantic and a shy lioness. Despite this, she has a lot of wisdom and advises both the queen and the heir.

[MCLAREN]

Username: ||CrownieXWolf||
Lion name: inadu (meaning snake)
Lion gender: female
Pride: Oakali Pride
Pride status: Lead hunter
Answer: It was a peaceful afternoon, the small pride of lions all huddled together, admiring Inadu’s beautiful eyes and fur. Her beautiful looks and her beautiful amount of hunting skill she has. Inadu enjoyed the attention. All the lions talked to her- and she laughed at her sisters jealous scowl. She stood up, inadu hankered over to the food pile to get a bite. She was eating them it started to move, but she didn’t notice. Inadu screamed. A black mamba had jumped out of the food pile, and had launched into her eye. It gave her unrelenting pain as she screamed for her pride mates. Her skin started to crack and deform, as the venom went into her eyes, causing her eyes to be as blank as the black mambas. She withered in pain as her pride mates finally started to come. Their tails between their legs, they didn’t say anything as she was screaming in pain. The pride mates took steps back, looking at each other nervously, and most importantly, her skin. She screamed out for her sister, but she gave her a smirk and started to leave. And the pride mates went with her.

She felt the venom striking through her, but her brain couldn’t process that her pride mates were leaving her. Her vision was soon blurred, and then she blanked out. She woke up- just laying there, her “fur” stained with tears, her whole body pulsing and aching as the cycle continued.

Why am I alive?

After months of constant agony, she started to question why she didn’t die right away. No one would help her though.
For they had all left in her time of need.

She approached a puddle on her way, inadu was tired, and lonely. She peered into the puddle as shock went through her heart as her mouth taped wide open. Her skin looked like scales, and her eyes were like marbles.
Why? Why had this happen to me?? My beauty, washed away, so quickly.

As she walked along, she passed other lone lions and other tribes. Inadu looked at them, trying to look for the attention and love she once had. She had practiced smiling in a pond, but it hurt. It hurt so bad she couldn’t smile anymore. She peered back up, deciding not to smile. Her smile used to brighten anyone looking at it, but no. The lions gave her odd looks, some scowled and had looks of shock and horror. Some females had look of disgust on their faces. She roared, running off, unable to control her emotions.
Am I going insane?
In fact, she was. Inadu started to become so alone and isolated, and trying to find out what really happened- what really happened when it bit her- and why her pride mates left without helping her- made her loose her sanity.

Inadu looked in the pond again, looking at the broken snake of a lion ahead of her. Her cursed face, and her betrayed heart.
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[snapshot]

Username: snapshot
Lion name: Mamba
Lion gender: male
Pride: Lions of the Waves
Pride status: hunter/warrior
Answer:
Mamba is not from the valley, or even from this universe. He's from a great kingdom, and is among an order of Qilin sub-breeds. These "Children of Qilin" were elite warriors that defended the King. There was no enemy that could match their strength and skill. Like the Qilin, the Children were highly moral beings, and it was said that they could see a being's heart without ever hearing it speak.
Mamba himself was not a direct guard of the King. That role was given to the Amethyst Children, who's shimmering purple scales and fur marked them as a royal line. Mamba was a Metallic, considered to be the hardiest Children, and so sat on the walls next to the great doors that lead into the King's castle. No evildoer had ever made it beyond the doors.

Until that day.

The horns of the outer walls blew at half past noon, alerting the kingdom to an attack. Mamba stood. It had been a month since the last attack. That had been a long battle, but the Kingdom had won, as always.

"Hopefully this will be the last time we have to fight the Beasts," Morrow commented from his post a meter away.

Mamba nodded. "Hopefully. But the Beasts have been striking since the day the Kingdom rose. I doubt they will give up anytime soon."

"True. But one can dream."

From their vantage point, the Metallics could see the Beasts overrun the gates. Like a dark cloud, the Beasts swarmed through the streets of the Kingdom. Mamba inhaled sharply. There were too many left. Usually, only a small group made it past the armies outside the gates. Only a handful of the strongest ever made it to the doors, where they were easily thrown down by the Metallics.

"Get ready!" Mamba shouted.

Morrow looked at him fearfully. "There are too many! We're not an army."

"We will have to be," Mamba replied.

Mamba leapt into the sea of Beasts. He hissed, spitting venom at the creatures. He fought harder than he ever had, taking down Beasts left and right. He could hear the shrieks of the Beasts as his fellow Metallics burned them with venom. But it was not enough. Suddenly, the sky went dark, and everyone froze.

"The King is dead," someone whispered.

Everything was silent for a few seconds. Then, a great thundering noise. The ground began to shake and crack, and lightening flashed across the sky.

The Kingdom was collapsing.

"RUN!"

Mamba leapt over the body of a Beast, cracks appearing everywhere. He jumped over a pile of stones-

-and right into a gaping canyon.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Mamba slowly opened his eyes. He could feel heat on his face, and had to squint because everything was so bright. As he moved to sit up, he groaned from the soreness of his muscles. What? Shouldn't he be dead?
He was sitting in a great open plain. Birds flew overhead, kinds he had never seen before.

Where was he?

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(spoiler alert he's in the Valley of Kings. This is a story I would love to continue if I win him c:)

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[ThatOnePython]

Username: ThatOnePython
Lion name: Nero 'Black'
Lion gender: Male
Pride: Echolake
Pride status: Hunter
Answer:

Nero had always thought he was different. His scale like fur and black eyes often scared away any chance of social interaction. This has led to him withdrawing and keeping to himself. As soon as he reached adolescence, he left his pride and set of on an adventure of his own. At first it was tough. He didn’t know how to hunt, find water or shelter. At one time he almost gave up, however, while resting one day he noticed a snake in the branches, the snake looked like him, it was grey and fast moving. Nero watched it move and followed it until he realised where the snake as heading, ahead of him a rat was sitting within the leaves nibbling on a grain. Nero realised the reptile had its unblinking eyes pinpointed on the unaware rodent. With precision the snake moved forward not making a sound and blending into the foliage. Then it struck, if Nero had blinked, he would have missed it, the rodent made a loud squeaking noise before slowly passing right in front of his eyes.

Nero didn’t stay any longer. He had a whole new look on life, he had been going about everything wrong. He always thought his pelt was a curse from some evil spirit, some sick joke but now he knew how he could use it to his advantage. Like the snake he could blend into his environment and use stealth rather than charging his prey like he had been doing. After an hour of scouting he found a young springbok drinking from a watering hole. Staying in the trees he approached the antelope. Keeping his breath even and carefully treading he remained silent, then suddenly he pounced landing a crucial bite on the animal’s neck, downing it instantly. Extremely proud of his kill he left with a full stomach and a new attitude to life, he could survive on his own.

Nero lived this way for a year, enjoying the solitude until he was found by another lion. He was stunned, she wasn’t just any lion, she looked like him. Her pelt was also scale like, representing a ball python most likely. She looked as shocked as he was, neither of them knew what to say. Finally, Nero spoke up. “I can’t believe there are others like me. Who are you and where are you from?”. She smiled and replied, “I am Xia, the founder of EchoLake pride”. He tilted his head in awe, he had never heard of a female founder or Echolake pride. He said, “My name’s Nero, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He bowed slightly, unsure of how to act. She smiled once again and bowed back. She seemed to sense he was on his own. “Would you like to follow me? I have a feeling you will like my pride. We are made of lions who don’t believe they fit in.” It took Nero only a second to contemplate before he nodded.

“Lead the way.”

xia - the lioness used in the prompt
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