[-Isabella-]

To adopt this lion, 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!

Tell me about their family, how they all get along (Or don't), and what place/rank (If any) they have in the family structure? Max of 500 words

Ends 5/26/21

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    [b]Username:[/b]
    [b]Lion Name:[/b]
    [b]Lion Gender:[/b]
    [b]Pride:[/b] (Link to thread)
    [b]Pride Status:[/b]
    [b]Prompt:[/b]

[;Syndromed Sickness;]

Username: ;Syndromed Sickness;
Lion Name: Savane
Lion Gender: Female
Pride: N/A
Pride Status: Needing to be founded. Once it is, it will be named The Sanguine Coast.
Prompt:

Savane was part of the first litter her parents had, leading her to be the big sister to many cubs during her lifetime. She, unlike her littermates, decided to act as a guardian for her young siblings. She could be, perhaps, a bit too overprotective, but she always had the best intentions. While her littermates found her actions silly at best and annoying at worst, the nannies of the pride and her parents were quite thankful, even if she was a bit intense sometimes.

Only months after another litter of cubs was born, Savane's mother fell ill and quickly thereafter passed away. She knew her father wouldn't be able to care for her siblings while he was mourning. Though she was mourning as well, Savane decided she would become the primary caretaker of the cubs while they were still young. She cared deeply for them, perhaps as much as a mother would, and made sure they grew up happily. At times they would call her 'mom', to which she'd usually correct them. Though she didn't personally mind being called 'mom' by them, she didn't want to "take credit" for her mother's final litter either.

A year after she took in her siblings, they were finally old enough to begin training and no longer needed a 'mother' to care for them. She was happy to see that they were healthy and strong, but part of her realized that she could no longer have younger siblings to babysit. It left her feeling a little lost for some time, but she eventually devoted her passion for protecting to the pride as a whole. She made sure everyone was fed and made sure the territory was secure. She had gone from a protective big sister to her siblings, to a true guardian to the entire pride. Despite that, to her siblings who remained in the pride, she'd always be an almost mother-like figure that they looked up to.

[zoocyte]

Username: zoocyte
Lion Name: dallion
Lion Gender: male
Pride: the heart-tongues
Pride Status:
Prompt:

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[snapshot]

Username: snapshot
Lion name: Corin
Lion gender: male
Pride: Ngozi
Pride status: hunter
Prompt:

Corin doesn't remember much of his birth family. He was with them only until he was old enough to survive on his own, and then he and the other male cubs were pushed out. It was a very traditional pride setup, but Corin felt an ache of loss in his chest. He'd watched the way other animals stayed with their families for longer, and how neighboring prides functioned as a big family with cubs raised lovingly and kept close as members of the family even as adults, if they wanted to stay. He wanted that.

It was lucky, then, that he happened upon the Lions of the Waves, part of the larger territory of Ngozi. He was brought into the pride, and a pair of lions--Amita and Izak--took a liking to him. They had two adopted children already and one biological son, and they gladly added Corin to the fold. He found himself as the youngest of four, and though they were all technically grown, he found that adolescent cubs were not expected to be on their own yet, but rather to learn from their parents and elders. To focus on growth and education, rather than survival. It was a bit of an adjustment, but Corin adapted. He learned healing from his adopted mother, and how to find joy in everything from his adopted father. He learned how to hunt in the jungle from his brothers and sister. He learned how to settle disputes with his siblings and how to love them even when they got on his nerves (and him on theirs). Overall, he learned how to be part of a family, a team, and found a place that he feels loved.

[Vivika]

Username: Vivika
Lion Name: Chryseis (also known as Rysse!) <3
Lion Gender: Female
Pride: Aeolís
Pride Status: Council member
Prompt:

A dark cub snuggled next to his mother, face buried into her chest. The mother smothered him with kisses, gently smoothing out the cub’s fur with a fierce tenderness… a mother’s touch.

Chryseis quietly lowered her eyes as the pair had their moment. It would be… impolite to interrupt. The cub had been reported missing last night, and had only been recovered this morning. She’d been asked to return the little one home. And here she was.

“I… can’t thank you enough.”

Her head lifted, eyes darting towards the mother. “It’s my pleasure to see this one safe.” A faint smile quirked on her muzzle. “Is there anything else you require?”

“No, not at all.” The mother gently picked up her cub by the scruff. “May the deities look upon you and your family with favor for your service.”

Her family.

Crimson staining stone… like puddles after a rainfall. Lacerations across stone. Cruel shadow creatures in the dark. Cries that echoed till the moon dipped below the horizon━

Stop. She took a breath in, offering a quick nod towards the mother, before stepping aside. A breath out. Innocuous words, but ones that twisted like heated claws scraping against her side. It shouldn’t hurt. Not anymore.

But it did. The reunion of mother and cub, a forever reminder of that future, snatched from her by claws of greed, pride and selfishness. She closed her eyes, forcing another breath in. She needed━

“Rysse?”

Her eyes fluttered open. Pale blue eyes met hers, searching, contrasted by his ivory coat. Azriel. Her shoulders eased as she beckoned him close with a flick of her tail.

“Your Honor.” She dipped her head towards him. “Fancy seeing you out here, this morning.”

“Ah, Rysse. Not with the formalities again.” His eyes twinkled. “Dare I order you to dispense them?”

Her muzzle curled in a grin. “Someone may overhear me, a lowly commander, conversing with our General as a mere friend. It would wreak havoc on your reputation, Your Honor.”

“Pfft, let them. Who’d dare gossip about the General, hmm?” His pendant hung below his neck, swinging with the winds. His stone… a mix of greys and blues with a gold feather hidden just behind it.

A feather that mirrored hers.

His gaze caught hers, baby blues meeting warm browns, understanding flashing in that gentle gaze. They were both Lös. War orphans. Caught in between the conflict of the generation before them, families snatched from beneath them. At the end of the war, they had nothing.

Nothing, but each other.
And a feather… a reminder of family lost.

His side brushed against hers. “Ranks aside… you know you’ll always be like a sister to me, Rysse. Always.” His voice was firm. “You’ll always have a place at my home.”

“I know,” she whispered.
He knew her too well. But so did she.

A moment’s pause, before she head-butted him gently. “Don’t you have a meeting to get to?”

His groan was all the answer she needed.

// #499 words! <3

[-Isabella-]

[size=85][list]Username: Vivika
Lion Name: Chryseis (also known as Rysse!) <3
Lion Gender: Female
Pride: Aeolís
Pride Status: Council member
Prompt:

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Winner!

[Vivika]

ahh, thank you so much! i'm excited to welcome rysse into my pride! <33