[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!

to adopt this lion, write a short piece of them interacting with one of their pridemates they have a significant relationship with. friends, enemies, lovers, acquaintances? you decide! i wanna see their character dynamic with each other (200-500 words). you can have an art extra with the two of them together.

|| DAVÍD || HUNTER ||
| MALE | THE NEW GUARD | MYSPOONS

end date: november 15, rollover (CS Time)

main thread I prompts/leveling up I artist search

[ahirked]

i think im in love
wip!

Username:
Lion name:
Lion gender:
Pride: link to thread
Pride status:
Pridemate: (can be an NPC/future lion if you don't have any lions yet)
Story:
Extra:

ideas;;
- pridemate?: avalon

[Jantzi01]

Username: Jantzi01
Lion name: Kupatwa
Lion gender: Male
Pride: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4193104
Pride status: Chief Hunter
Pridemate: Kipepeo/Mstari
Story: Kupatwa looked around nervously as he stood up in front of the pride. He was being promoted to Chief Hunter, and he was worried about whether the others thought he was deserving of the role. He glanced quickly at his best friend, Kipepeo, before looking up at his pride leader, Shimo. Kipepeo smiled encouragingly at him, leaning on Mstari. Kupatwa took a deep breath, steeling himself, before standing up straight, looking Shimo straight in the eye. Shimo looked at him proudly, before performing the ceremony. After, Kupatwa turned around to face the rest of the pride, looking down on all of them. Everyone was chanting his name excitedly, and after a few minutes had passed, he and Shimo walked down the rock. He was greeted by a small group of lions, but when they cleared, he quickly ran toward Kipepeo and Mstari.

"Kipepeo!" He said, getting her attention.

"Hi Kupatwa! Congrats on the promotion," She said smiling.

"Hi Mstari. And thank you Kipepeo," He said gratefully.

Mstari nods at him before looking back at his mate.

"You're welcome!" She responded happily.

"Hey, how are you colored, Kupatwa?" Mstari asked, tilting his head to the side. Kipepeo looked at her mate, surprised. This was an unusual question for him to ask anyone other than her.

"Hmm? Oh you're really not missing much. I'm mostly blackish orange, and anything that isn't dark to you is a creamish color," Kupatwa responded.

"Thank you, that helped," Mstari said, smiling slightly at him.

"Mstari, you know you could have asked me," Kipepeo said, pretending to be annoyed and leaned on him.

"It would have been weird to ask you when he's right there dear," He chuckled, nudging her off of him.

"You know, Kipepeo, I have to agree with him," Kupatwa joked, walking back toward his den.

"What?! Why-you. URGH!! You're lucky I like you Kupatwa!" She exclaimed.
313 Words
Extra:

[Meekins12345]

I'm forfeiting XD Good luck to everyone who's participating!

[MySpoons]

|| DAVÍD || HUNTER ||
| MALE | THE NEW GUARD | MYSPOONS

| REGINA / DALIA | QUEEN |

"A hunter is here, La Reina." The herald makes Davíd wait to ensure he will not inconvenience the royal family. Davíd does not dare to drop his latest offering on the dirt-- he had already cleaned the feathers of blood and grime before he came.

"You may enter, Hunter. Mind yourself in the presence of La Reina."

Davíd dips his head. Always about the show of respect. He is not new to the political games-- Davíd knows he walks along the razor's edge of safety only because he is too gifted a hunter to be driven out. He keeps his head lowered and his eyes down and his mouth shut.

Regina lounges in a den of rare feathers and the finest furs. Her daughter isn't here. Davíd's mood worsens but he makes sure not to show it as he places the bird on the gleaming metal serving platter.

"A birdie!" Laura exclaims, running out of the partitioned side of the room. Florentina emerges soon after, a scowl already fouling her face.

"Look, my dear, Davíd brought you a peacock!" Regina says, eyes only for her daughter. The love of her life, her first cub sired by the King. Laura bats at the long iridescent feathers that hang over the edge.

Florentina sniffs. "The hunter managed to bring something noteworthy this time, I see." Her tone is a boar's tusk to the chest. Davíd spent a day and a half without sleep to find a prized trophy for them-- why did he bother? A Hunter could work himself to death in service of the Crown and receive only a commoner's burial and quick-fading memories.

Regina's mood shifts. She takes all her cues from their mother, the Reina Madre. Each interaction, each whisper, Davíd watches his twin molded into someone unrecognizable. Cruel. Entitled. Scornful. Vain.

Oh, it is an honor to be chosen as one of the King's wives-- but why did it have to be her? They're all awful.

"Pluck those feathers for us, Hunter." Regina-- Dalia-- demands. If anyone knew Davíd was still reffering to the Queen by her common name, he'd be punished. Even in his thoughts. Dalia doesn't even look at him, only a glance in her twin's direction. She starts to lick the perfect fur of Laura.

But any excuse to remain and watch his niece is a gift, so Davíd obliges. Almost happily, even though the work is tedious. It takes him a long time, extra long after Laura plows through the neat piles he was making because the princess has no thought of others.

It hurts Davíd soul to see such an innocent life being corrupted by greed and the luxury of the royal family. He longs to talk to her-- to tell the sweet thing about kindness and benevolence-- to be able to say that he's her uncle!

"Thank you!" Laura chirps after him, after he's been dismissed from the den.

Davíd's heart hardens. One day he'll get her out of here.

[498/500]

Davíd- beloved, uncle
Regina- queen in Latin
Florentina- prospering
Laura/Laurita- laurel, victor

[Mercuré]

Username: Irockwaffleking
Lion name: Keaka ("person of shadows")
Lion gender: male
Pride: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4186402&hilit=DNP
Pride status: Hunter
Pridemate: Makanui

Story:


Keaka was known for his grumbling. He was not one to socialize and it took a keen eye to be able to see a change in emotions. Big and well built everyone gave him his space to do his own thing. None of the pride members minded any of this, he was a skilled hunter who always had results after a day of hunting so for most of his early days in the pride he was largely solitary.

But then Makanui arrived. A young spritely lion with a seemingly sinister mask. Her bubbly demeanor would always shift when her mask was questioned... or why she never took it off. Despite her young age she had no parents with her but Haulani had instructed everyone to not ask questions so no one did.

Without a mother some lions tried to treat her as their daughter, coddling her and scolding. Makanui did not appreciate it and acted out, soon becoming a troublemaker.

So Keaka was surprised when the bubbly kid approached him. He grunted when she asked questions and largely ignored her, figuring she would soon realize why everyone left him alone. But Makanui seemed unable to take hints as she followed him during his hunting and watched the sunset with him every night.He had to admit, she was spunky for her age. She seemed fearless and despite her roar not being fearsome yet she always greeted him with it.

So he let her join him, couldn't hurt right? She could learn to hunt and help him drag their meat back to the pride.

He was curious about the mask she wore... A dark wood with a glass lens, she never took it off, not when eating, drinking, or sleeping.
He didn't have to be curious for long however. One day when they were out hunting they spotted a lone elephant calf. He led their hunt and she crept expertly behind, concentration apparent. He was so focused as well that he didn't realize she had stopped, he lept forward to kill an-

"STOP!" She yelled. He jerked around suddenly causing the calf to get away, he grumbled under his breath prepared to as Makanui when he saw it. The mother elephant was back, and angry.

It charged towards him and for once he was at a loss for what to do, it was so close he was seconds away from being trampled when Makanui jumped in from of him and tore her mask off. All it took was one look at her face and the elephant turned to stone, tumbling to the ground, Makanui but her mask back on again before turning to him.

They never spoke about it but in the weeks that followed they became closer. Keaka officially became her father though he grumbled about it whenever anyone asked. Even though he didn't want to admit, the little lion had grown on him. He taught her how to hunt and track, how to swim and how to hide. Makanui after many years had found a father at last.

[epilogue]

Username:
Lion name:
Lion gender:
Pride: link to thread
Pride status:
Pridemate: amaya
Story: amaya is his sister, hunting with her- wip
Extra:

[NightWolf950]

Dropping out. Was unable to get my idea out into words lol.
Good luck everyone. =]

[Tiger♥Bear]

Username: Tiger❤️Bear
Lion name: Sefu
Lion gender: Male
Pride: Pekee Pamoja
Pride status: Knight
Pridemate: Ubatili
Story: 394 Words

Sefu was patrolling Ukumbi wa Paradiso, keeping an eye out for anything that would pose a threat to the pride. The day had been uneventful so far. Same as the last few days. To be honest, he was rather bored and wanted some action. What good was being a knight if there was nothing to protect the pride from? The lion gave an exasperated huff.
“What’s eating you?”
The lion turned and spotted Ubatili, currently the only member of the pride outside of cubs which didn’t hold a role. He tried not to roll his eyes but couldn’t hide his smile. Yes, she could be childish and self-centered but there was something about her that drew him in.
“Ubatili. I-”
“Tili,” She interjected.
“Sorry. Tili. I didn’t see you there.” It was strange to be so casual with someone he didn’t know very well but relished how it made him feel.
“So?” She sat up and raised an eyebrow at him, awaiting an answer. He’d almost forgotten she’d asked him a question.
“Oh. Just wishing there was something exciting for me to do.”
The lioness smirked. “Well, you could always keep me company.”
“That doesn’t sound very exciting,” he teased. Ubatili gave a soft huff of indignation. Sefu winked to further prove his jesting. The lighter lion didn’t seem to buy it and stood up as if to walk away. “Wait, wait. Tili, I’m just kidding.” The larger maned lion moved to stand in front of her, blocking her path. She looked up at him with a small pout.
“You think I’m useless, don’t you? Just like the other lions.” Her tone was accusing, taking Sefu by surprise.
“What? No! Of course I don’t think that.” Ubatili’s eyes squinted at him, unbelieving. He continued. “I like spending time with you. I think you’re... unique.”
After a moment of considering his words, she smiled and her tail swished. “Unique, huh?”
He gave her a shy smile. Her shift in attitude caught him off guard making him feel like a nervous cub with a crush. “Uh, yeah.”
“In what way?” Ubatili sat back down, her tail wrapping around her and gently thumping against the ground. She was fishing for compliments and Sefu knew it. Frankly, he was willing to give them. He too sat down and gave her a sweet smile.
“Well, where do I begin?”

Extra: ——

[zoocyte]

|| DAVÍD || HUNTER ||
| MALE | THE NEW GUARD | MYSPOONS

| REGINA / DALIA | QUEEN |

"A hunter is here, La Reina." The herald makes Davíd wait to ensure he will not inconvenience the royal family. Davíd does not dare to drop his latest offering on the dirt-- he had already cleaned the feathers of blood and grime before he came.

"You may enter, Hunter. Mind yourself in the presence of La Reina."

Davíd dips his head. Always about the show of respect. He is not new to the political games-- Davíd knows he walks along the razor's edge of safety only because he is too gifted a hunter to be driven out. He keeps his head lowered and his eyes down and his mouth shut.

Regina lounges in a den of rare feathers and the finest furs. Her daughter isn't here. Davíd's mood worsens but he makes sure not to show it as he places the bird on the gleaming metal serving platter.

"A birdie!" Laura exclaims, running out of the partitioned side of the room. Florentina emerges soon after, a scowl already fouling her face.

"Look, my dear, Davíd brought you a peacock!" Regina says, eyes only for her daughter. The love of her life, her first cub sired by the King. Laura bats at the long iridescent feathers that hang over the edge.

Florentina sniffs. "The hunter managed to bring something noteworthy this time, I see." Her tone is a boar's tusk to the chest. Davíd spent a day and a half without sleep to find a prized trophy for them-- why did he bother? A Hunter could work himself to death in service of the Crown and receive only a commoner's burial and quick-fading memories.

Regina's mood shifts. She takes all her cues from their mother, the Reina Madre. Each interaction, each whisper, Davíd watches his twin molded into someone unrecognizable. Cruel. Entitled. Scornful. Vain.

Oh, it is an honor to be chosen as one of the King's wives-- but why did it have to be her? They're all awful.

"Pluck those feathers for us, Hunter." Regina-- Dalia-- demands. If anyone knew Davíd was still reffering to the Queen by her common name, he'd be punished. Even in his thoughts. Dalia doesn't even look at him, only a glance in her twin's direction. She starts to lick the perfect fur of Laura.

But any excuse to remain and watch his niece is a gift, so Davíd obliges. Almost happily, even though the work is tedious. It takes him a long time, extra long after Laura plows through the neat piles he was making because the princess has no thought of others.

It hurts Davíd soul to see such an innocent life being corrupted by greed and the luxury of the royal family. He longs to talk to her-- to tell the sweet thing about kindness and benevolence-- to be able to say that he's her uncle!

"Thank you!" Laura chirps after him, after he's been dismissed from the den.

Davíd's heart hardens. One day he'll get her out of here.

[498/500]

Davíd- beloved, uncle
Regina- queen in Latin
Florentina- prospering
Laura/Laurita- laurel, victor

this was a tough contest to judge for me since you all had great stories I enjoyed reading! the concept of two siblings drifting apart and being raised in starkly different environments is really interesting, and the writing was particularly compelling to me, so congratulations!