It was a quick appearance most agreed. First the skies began to roll with black clouds and the crackling of the heavens themselves. Lightning poured viciously from every part of the sky it could, illuminating the lions home world brighter than it had been at the planets birth. Thunder roared, shaking the very ground lions stood upon and sloshing the glimmering lake of souls. Screams of young ones rang out in terror, as the adults watched with worried eyes of what was to follow. Suddenly, the lightning picked up, crossing streams into one mighty beam of light, striking the planet at the very center of the lake. It remained there for several minutes, all eyes watching pensively for what was to follow...and then it vanished. The lightning, the storm, all of it...gone. All was still for several seconds...and then he appeared.
A desperate breath of air was drawn from a figure pushing out from the lakes surface. White eyes gleaming, frantically trying not to drown...but all lions knew this male should already be dead. Most stayed to watch the plight as the male made stroke after stroke. Stirring up the water, and moving his body closer to shore. His muscles weak and trying to give in to death, yet managing to stay afloat just long enough to drag himself onto land. The male stood upon the sands of the lakes edge, muscles shaking and eyes frantic. Shock no doubt had consumed the newcomer. He managed to stay on his feet for a while, but eventually with a hefty sigh he collapsed. His form still steaming with smoke, as if he had been burning alive and only now had the flames been extinguished. The male managed to keep his eyes open for a few more feeble moments before finally falling into a dark sleep.
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My L.O.C. Ecko at his birth. He was not really born...but just appeared in a freak storm. His body dropped into the middle of the Lake of Eternity.....the place where souls go to die. Not to live. This is kinda the scene i imagined in my head...
A desperate breath of air was drawn from a figure pushing out from the lakes surface. White eyes gleaming, frantically trying not to drown...but all lions knew this male should already be dead. Most stayed to watch the plight as the male made stroke after stroke. Stirring up the water, and moving his body closer to shore. His muscles weak and trying to give in to death, yet managing to stay afloat just long enough to drag himself onto land. The male stood upon the sands of the lakes edge, muscles shaking and eyes frantic. Shock no doubt had consumed the newcomer. He managed to stay on his feet for a while, but eventually with a hefty sigh he collapsed. His form still steaming with smoke, as if he had been burning alive and only now had the flames been extinguished. The male managed to keep his eyes open for a few more feeble moments before finally falling into a dark sleep.
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My L.O.C. Ecko at his birth. He was not really born...but just appeared in a freak storm. His body dropped into the middle of the Lake of Eternity.....the place where souls go to die. Not to live. This is kinda the scene i imagined in my head...
