~G I Z A | P R I D E~ *Lion RP*

[Princess Pinkamena]

The broad shoulder lion smiled down at Lehia. "Thank you. Im sure you'll be a sturfy afdition to this Pride." He gave a greatful touch to her ear with his dark pink nose.

[Fluffy Peach]

Name: Sofie
Pelt: Golden brown with a cream underbelly
Eyes: Brown with a golden tint
Rank: Huntress

[olivionary]

Lehia purred as she rubbed her head against his shoulder, "Im glad I came across you lot." She gently groomed his mane, being friendly. She wanted to bond with everyone in the pride. Sacramane seemed nice and Pygmy was just adorable. She didnt know about anyone else.

[Princess Pinkamena]

Kenta sat within the camp. The light pelted lioness lifter her head, glancing around the camp.

Sacramane let out a loud, deep purr. "I'm glad you did too." The lion's blue eyes blinked down at her as she groomed his mane. He smiled once more, darker tipped tail wrapping over his hind leg.

[Fluffy Peach]

The tip of Sofie's tail twitched as her brown eyes drifted over the other lions. She was a newcomer, and still felt quite wary of the other lions - the lioness was unsure of being in a pride. However, the more she observed their conversations the more friendlier they seemed. With a grunt, Sofie lifted herself to her paws into a sitting position and began to lick at her chest fur.

[Princess Pinkamena]

Suddenly, the smaller dove-grey male bounced his way up to Sofie. "Hey there Sofie!" Pygmy let out his bright toothy smile. "How do you like it here so far? Gotten enough to eat? Slept well? Gotten to k ow anyone?" The nosy young lion asked many questions.

[ReadingRatz]

Name:Gazelle
Pelt: Amberish brown
Eyes: Green
Rank: Healer

[Princess Pinkamena]

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[olivionary]

Lehia nibbled at a knot in his mane, before lifting her head with a bright smile reflected in her mismatched eyes. She looked around at the pride briefly, "I think this hunting season will be good." She spoke as she went back to grooming him.

[Princess Pinkamena]

Sacramane grinned warmly at Lehia. He closed his eyes for a few long moments, concentrating on the strokes along his thick dark brown mane. His lighter hued paws shifted beneath him on the flattened ground.