ＳＴＩＬＬ ＳＴＡＮＤＩＮＧ - Lion Pride RP

[ethium]

ＳＴＩＬＬ ＳＴＡＮＤＩＮＧ

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it has been decades since the time of our ancestors.
the time when we were nearly hunted to extinction from our native lands.
but we went into hiding, and they thought us all dead.
they gave up their relentless pursuits and moved on.
now we emerge, and we thrive in our lands.
we are lions, known for courage. but we are also survivors.
because we are still standing.

discussion thread

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[ethium]

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- please be kind to the other members of the rp.
if your kind to them they'll be kind to you
- keep your posts neat enough to read please
this includes keeping grammar in mind,
no text talk within the rp outside of the rp (discussion) is fine
- no one-liner responses.
Yes writers block is a real thing. let me know if you need ideas.
- have fun and drama is encouraged!
it's more fun that way, this is all about fun!

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[ethium]

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The King ─ leads the pride, patrols the territory, assesses threats and issues within the pride, duty to protect his reign and lineage, assists the hunters in taking down larger prey, active and sleeps only when the pride is resting.

The Queen ─ assists in leading the pride, organizes lioness hunting parties, sometimes watches the cubs, is chosen by the king and is the mate to the king.

Lionesses ─ usually provide food for the pride, protect the cubs from threats, take turns watching the cubs.

Adolescent Males ─ usually kicked out of the pride at the age of 2, depending on their threat level. if they are not a threat to the king the king may allow them to stay within the pride. If they remain they are to assist the lionesses hunting, and patrol the territory frequently alongside the king, may take on mates by permission of the current King.

Cubs ─ not allowed to leave without an adult, almost always being watched by a lioness, most energetic in the pride, mostly goofing around and having fun. When old enough they come along and watch the adults hunt. Sparring and practice hunting is a common daytime activity.

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[ethium]

ＭＡＲＵＬＡ ＰＲＩＤＥ

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KING [1/1]
mwanga / 7 yrs / male / azuran.

QUEEN [0/1] (win his heart)
name / age / female / user

LIONESSES [10/~]
uzuri / 5 yrs / female / azuran.
abarrane / 5 yrs / female / long live the king
asia / 2 yrs / female / sick
aren / 4 yrs / female / _konata_
brande / 5 yrs / female / xXClockXx
buhle / 3 yrs / female / .:Fawkes:.
olili / 3 yrs / female / l a d i e s ▬▬▬
kusita / 3 yrs / female / doe .
jada / 3 / female / knives.
hadi / 3 / female / puppyeyez94
name / age / female / user
name / age / female / user
name / age / female / user
name / age / female / user

ADOLESCENT MALES [3/15] ( number will rise depending on female count )
rowlan / 2 / male / tropicalpeacock
daluxolo / 2 yrs / male / .:Fawkes:.
tzar / 5 / male / knives.
name / age / male / user
name / age / male / user

CUBS [2/5] ( putting a limit so we don't have an overabundance)
lajos / 9 months / male / long live the king
rama / 3 months / female / Mari_hadalittlelamb
name / age / gender / user
name / age / gender / user
name / age / gender / user

ROUGES [2/6]
tahvo / six yrs / male / l a d i e s ▬▬▬
sefu / 4 yrs / male / JackRussel

[ethium]

ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳＨＩＰＳ

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lajos is the adoptive son of abarrane

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[ethium]

ＴＥＲＲＩＴＯＲＹ

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Pride Central ─ the main place for the lions to meet, surrounded in a grove. Within the grove is a rock for the King and his mate to lay upon and make announcements/proclamations to the pride.

Dens ─ The den's are earthen with rich earth floors, they are set on the ground between tree's circling pride central. The leader's den has vines and other foliage covering the entrance.

Hunting grounds ─ It's quite easy to exit the grove, once you have exited the grove it opens up into savannah/grassland. Here you will find most prey. The tall grass is easy to hide yourself but the animals living on the grassland are harder to catch than you might think so tread carefully.

River ─ threaded between the grove and the grasslands, you must cross the river to get to the hunting grounds. The river is only knee deep but after a large rain it may become deeper.

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[ethium]

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male / the king / 7 yrs / crush: none. / form / tags:
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As the sun began to filter through the quiet grove mwanga was already wide awake. He sat perched upon flat rock, pretty much his throne in a sense. His narrowed olive eyed gaze scanned the tree's and the rustling dens as the pride began to awaken to begin the busy day of surviving to last the next. It was a constant game of survival and there was no break for a king. He found it hard to rest most nights, the thought of the pride being attacked or some form of threat creeping on the unsuspecting pride was enough to keep the king prowling the territory in the vast darkness under a glittering starry sky. Yes, he had to admit it wasn't wise for a king to be out alone let alone when the darkest hours of night covered every inch of the grove in a suffocating blanket of black, but mwanga put up with his exhaustion during the day and kept his patrols up at night just so he would be satisfied that his pride would be successfully protected. The king had put great thought into today's patrols, a small hunting party consisting of three to four lionesses would be sent out as soon as they had awoken. He would then send two of the prides loyal males out to patrol the territory before he made his usual rounds at around noon. By then the female's should have returned from their morning expedition and he could send out another group of four to hunt the thirsty beasts by the river. Usually at around noon the wildlife at the river was abundant, despite the lingering threats of the beige felines. Once they returned, mwanga had planned to have returned from his second round of scouting along with a few other males before returning to the pride for the evening prey share. They would all eat lazily and enjoy any peace they could get before retreating to their dens for the night. Once everyone had fallen asleep, mwanga would begin his secret nightly rounds and the process would repeat as necessary. It was a perfect system if every lion stayed where they were supposed to but there was always the chance something might go wrong, and mwanga would be ready for it.

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female / lioness / 5 yrs / crush: none. / form / tags:
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uzuri blinked slowly, her caribbean blue eyes clouded with sleep as they adjusted to the growing sunlight. The den she slept in housed three lionesses. It was on the far side of the pride's main circle and faced the circle inward giving a perfect view of king mwanga and his perch. The lioness grumbled softly and batted at her face with one ginormous paw turning over and scrunching her nose. Mornings were not uzuri's strong suit and she would do better if she didn't have to deal with sunlight streaming in through the den opening each morning. This is why uzuri was not fit to be on morning patrol. She was a better hunter towards the afternoon and was usually awake enough to catch the big prey by the water. King mwanga was usually keen on this and avoided placing her in morning patrols but recently, as mwanga's fear and anxiousness grew so did the patrols. Uzuri had been caught on more than one early patrol and had been snapped at and forced to eat last three times for nearly sleeping on the job. It wasn't uzuri's fault that her brain refused to cooperate despite having work to be done! She couldn't help when her brain didn't want to function and so simply shut down. Today however, uzuri had been fortunate enough to not have caught morning patrol. That or it hadn't had gone out yet which meant uzuri would not be rising any time soon despite already being awake.

[lady windle.]

O i l i { oe-lee } the wild child.

xxxxxxxxxxxxlioness - three {3} years old - x- mwanga pride - tags: uruzi // mention: mwanga & uruzi - crush: tba. {pm me}

the tawny lioness laid on her side, she shared a den with uruzi & another lioness. the den was perfect for her and she was rather found of the lionesses she shared it with so no complaint came out of her. oili's eyes were staring out the opening of the den, and her paws were outstretched just barely missing the side of uruzi. her mind was off in a distant trance as a figure moving a top of the king's rock drew her back in reality. lately, oili had not been sleeping well, she found herself up most of the night but knowing better than the wonder out into the plains. sighing hard her hot breath flew up dust before her, as a new movement made her head lift. uruzi. she was awake now. eagerness and excitement began to rise in her chest. this meant the day was going to begin. groaning from within her chest the lioness lifted herself up to her side, shifted her weight and bumped her head into uruzi's. "Good morning Uruzi" she knew this female was not fond of morning but often Oili had no control of her boundaries. flicking her nub the lioness pushed herself up to all fours and padded heavy pawed out the opening of the den.

T a h v o { TAH-vo } the king w. a vengeance.

xxxxxxxxxxxxlion - six {6} years old - x- xxx pride - tags: // mention: - crush: tba. {pm me}

the large lion was laying among the tall grass as the sun rose from the east to bless the ground with it's warmth. his thick pelt jumped and twitched as flies danced on his fur, his dark mane blew in the wind as the scents of land flushed into his nostrils. opening his mouth and flaring his nostrils the scent of the pride overwhelmed him, they were close, but he knew better than to get to close. he did not know this land well enough to challenge the king, nor did he know enough about the pride to show his face. grumbling under his breath his ears flicked and his tail thumped against the ground. this day was full of promise and he had plans to make it as promising as possible. pushing his large frame up from the ground he shook his thick, rather handsome mane left and right as he took into a slow walk toward the water hole he had found the day before. letting out a hard yawn, and opening his mouth wide his large teeth flashed into the morning sun.

[she's-sato]

Ｂｕｈｌｅ ‣ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ
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lioness ‣ 3 years ‣ bisexual ‣ flirtatious, bold, impulsive ‣ tags; open

The sun had risen over the land and another day had started. She grunted lightly in her sleep as the lionesses she slept beside moved around her. The tip of her tail thumped lightly as she slowly began to stir away. She groaned lightly as she forced her eyes shut, trying to go back to sleep. She had such a wonderful sleep, she didn't want to wake up so soon. She enjoyed sleeping, it was relaxing and required little effort. She didn't want to be awoken and have to face the cruel world that awaits her outside of the den. She grumbled lightly in frustration as her efforts to fall asleep only made her more awake.

Ｄａｌｕｘｏｌｏ ‣ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇᴍᴀᴋᴇʀ
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adolescent male ‣ 2 years ‣ bisexual ‣ friendly, caring, submissive ‣ tags; open

The warm of the sun on Daluxolo's tan pelt gently woke up the adolescent male. He licked his maw as his dark eyes slowly fluttered open. He simply lay there for a good amount of time, as he felt too comfortable in his spot to move. He closed his eyes again, not to sleep but simply to rest his eyes as they adjusted to the sudden light. He let out a gentle huff as he forced himself to sit up, baring his fangs and letting out a loud yawn. As his mouth closed, he licked his lips as he padded forward, taking a deep breath as he took in the beautiful morning.

[.cłarke]

Sefu - Male - 4 Years - Rouge - Tagged; Open

Sefu was a lion that never slept. At least not until recently. Entering uncharted territories was a risk for any lone male. Rival kings, hyena clans, lionesses, you name it. None would be quite as welcoming as he’d like. Yet here he was, his wide paws flattening the dry grass beneath him as he proceeded forward. Sefu kept his head low as he walked, not wishing to draw attention to himself. Not yet anyway. A cool breeze swept across the vast savannah, ruffling his thick mane as it passed. The wind brought a scent. There was a pride in this area. Sefu smiled subtly before moving briskly onwards. This was dangerous, of course, but it was an opportunity. On that he couldn’t possibly ignore.