Username: minifun990
Lion name: Joline
Lion gender: Female
Pride: Mystic Isles Prompt: Joline was always praised for being exactly what her pride was looking for. She was born to highly respected parents and so got a good headstart in life. This wasn't to say that she didn't have her own goals though. She wanted to get her own prestige, she wanted a high ranking position. And unfortunately for her the rulers in her pride weren't keen on sharing. She tried subterfuge. She tried underhanded tactics. No one suspected a light furred sweet mannered lioness. All of her plans failed one by one. Her perfectly timed words, her subtle manipulations failed. She wouldn't give up though, even as failure seemed inevitable.
Until one day her goals were met, in a completely unexpected way. The king died, not from her paw (She would never kill another, it was just far too dirty and easy to get caught) but simply from old age. His son stepped up, as was expected but completely unexpected as he stepped upon the throne he called upon Joline as his first mate. It made sense, she was so soft and gentle around everyone, so placid, yet with dashes of intelligence. It rankled Joline to be called such things, but it was her mask and it had paid off.
She was head lioness now, all the power and prestige she could ever want. She was doted upon, envied, she got all the best treasure, got the first and best parts of the prey. She had achieved every single one of her goals. Except she hadn't really. There was no huge rush of satisfaction. There was no true success by herself. Her dream was handed to her and it felt so wrong. She wasnt going to give it up, would step on any who tried to take her spot from her, yet it was so aggravating that she had to rely on the prince, now new king.