ＳＴＩＬＬ ＳＴＡＮＤＩＮＧ - Lion Pride RP

[ethium]

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female / lioness / 5 yrs / crush: none. / form / tags: oili
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uzuri bobbed her head slightly "morning oili" and watched as the lioness padded out of the den. Grunting softly still squinting, uzuri pulled herself up onto all fours and after a quick glance around the den padded after oili cautiously. Her lean long-legged strides caused her to catch up with the tawny female easily. As she came up to oili's side she glanced over at mwanga's silhouette on the rock. How that male got up so early with ease confused uzuri beyond comprehension. It was the same with oili, but usually oili slept in enough that uzuri wasn't that confused by her den mate. She cautiously looked back at oili her ears flicking a few pesky insects away. "Do you know if morning hunters have been sent out yet? or do i need to retreat back to the den and hide until they do?" uzuri asked flicking her gaze over to mwanga to check for signs that he had heard. Of course, uzuri was half joking. Hiding in her den, was a true possibility to avoid morning patrol but she also didn't know if morning hunters had been sent out and if they hadn't depending on how many lionesses agreed to participate, she might be apart of it. Yes, hunting in the morning wasn't her favorite job but a job nonetheless. The pride needed morning hunters or they wouldn't eat in the morning, and neither would she. So, uzuri seated herself softly looking to mwanga but kept glancing at oili attempting to read the lioness's emotion passively her jaws parted slightly. Uzuri would wait, patiently if she must for morning hunters to be called. She would do her best, and if her best wasn't enough then so be it.

[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}

her steady gaze gazed across the rolling golden plains, begging to be prowled upon, perfect for the lions that called this place their home. her short pelt tickled against the dancing flies as the voice she knew very well met her ears. turning her head just slightly to look at uzuri she let a gentle giggle escape her maw as she shook her head. ”I do not believe the hunting group has been sent out quite yet, so you still have a chance to run for cover.” bumping her frame against her once more in an affectionate, bonding type manor her ear twitched as her gaze flicked to mwanga, clearing her throat she huffed a low toned rumble towards him to grab his attention. as most of the lionesses in the pride had noted he was becoming more and anxious due to the unknown scents drifting through the breeze. this pride was his, and she felt deep down that no matter the lionesses would stand at his side. ”does he worry you?” flicking down the full mane, and large frame of the king her ears were pinged awaiting the lioness’s answer. .

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}

bringing himself to the edge of a small water hole he lowered his frame against the red/brown ground and began to lap at the water. soon he would need to go out and attempt a kill but first thing first he needed to announce that he had arrived. yes, he desired to claim it all, but what was the fun in being all sneaky? he wanted his enemies to know of his presents and fear his unknown attack. lifting his head from the water, small slightly cloudy drops traced down his chin hairs. flicking his tongue to clean his maw the lion pushed up to a full stance and padded heavy footed to an overhanging tree to cool himself. laying down on his large chest rather roughly he began to roar into the morning sun. throat vibrating and chest compressing with each powerful, deep chested call he knew it would travel for miles.

[Mari_hadalittlelamb]

Rama | 3 Months | Female | Tags: None | Crush/Mate: None

As the sunlight rose the young cub began to squint her eyes, curling up to drape her tail over her nose. Rama usually enjoyed mornings but today she wasn't too keen. After staying still a few moments the soft morning breeze caused her tiny tail tuft to tickle her nose making the tiny cub sneeze and sit up. Blinking a few times, Rama rubbing her eyes with her paw as her golden orbs adjusted to the growing light. "No use trying to sleep now" she murmured and crept out from under her tree. She had a den to sleep in, but she still felt uncomfortable to sleep with her pridemates.

[ethium]

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male / the king / 7 yrs / crush: none. / form / tags: uzuri and oili
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mwanga watched as his pride members began to awaken slowly and turned his head as a lioness rumbled for his attention. Turning around he smiled softly at oili and uzuri who stood a good distance away. He bounded off his rock and padded towards the two tawny colored lionesses pulling to a stop in front of oili. "good morning oili, uzuri." he said nodding at both lionesses. "how are you two this morning?" he asked his voice rumbling softly. It was good to check in on the pride members from time to time, he spent most of his days with them after all, it was only fitting that he made sure his pride members were enjoying themselves. They were also the biggest sources of information on rouges, threats and other things that may be important to bring to his attention. He had to maintain a level of trust between all his members and he honestly enjoyed the social interaction between his pride members. Especially with all of his family members now dead. His father, after a freak accident and his mother when he was born. His second sibling was still-born. It had crushed his father, he still remembered the dull gaze he had after he lost his mate and daughter. Leaving him with only his son. Though his father wasn't the best, he was nonetheless a father and mwanga would forever miss him.

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female / lioness / 5 yrs / crush: none. / form / tags: oili and mwanga
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the lioness bumped up against oili bond-like then nodded solemnly. "he's been strange for a while, i'm guessing it's mostly the cause of rouges moving. He must be able to scent them. Maybe he's worried he'll loose the pride to them? Though we won't go down without a fight, not with two cubs in our midst. Those rouges will have to kill me and probably a few others to get to the cubs." uzuri responded. She then watched as mwanga swiveled his great head to oili's rumble. He then rose and padded towards them coming to a halt in front of oili a small grin on his face. His voice rumbled softly as he spoke. "I'm doing well king mwanga." uzuri replied as respectfully as she could, not wanting to anger the looming king. He was more intimidating than uzuri remembered, when mwanga had stepped onto the throne it had been purely incidental, mwanga had no idea he would become king so soon. He had been young when he ascended the throne and had been small and nervous. He was weak for a long time, the pride had to support him or we risked loosing another king. He eventually settled into the role of king and had been ruling the pride for a healthy 4 years running. Back then, he had appeared small. Now mwanga was formidable and easily outsized both female's. Uzuri had to control her limbs to keep from shrinking away.

[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}

if the tawny female had, had a tail she would of most certainly flicked it high in thought as Uzuri spoke once more. "maybe you're right. that feeling must be unsettling, but like you said he must know the pride would defend their home. i may not have ever had a cub, but the thought of someone coming in and ruining it all, it's terrifying i can only imagine.." flicking her ears as the large male shifted to her call and approached them. his large frame blocked the sun from in front of her eyes and she took a step forward, bumping her forehead into his mane in greeting, and reinforcing their bond as a pride. "i'm doing fine, enjoying the nice morning. how about yourself? everything alright?" a bold question, but often times curiosity got the best of her. flicking her gaze over to uzuri she seemed to be pondering something, her and mwanga had been in this pride since birth and they had a bond that she did not quiet understand. it was fascinating to her.

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}

bringing himself to the edge of a small water hole he lowered his frame against the red/brown ground and began to lap at the water. soon he would need to go out and attempt a kill but first thing first he needed to announce that he had arrived. yes, he desired to claim it all, but what was the fun in being all sneaky? he wanted his enemies to know of his presents and fear his unknown attack. lifting his head from the water, small slightly cloudy drops traced down his chin hairs. flicking his tongue to clean his maw the lion pushed up to a full stance and padded heavy footed to an overhanging tree to cool himself. laying down on his large chest rather roughly he began to roar into the morning sun. throat vibrating and chest compressing with each powerful, deep chested call he knew it would travel for miles.

[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.

[Mari_hadalittlelamb]

Rama stayed low to the ground, only gettimg closer to the center land when the coast was clear. She didn't want to stay timid, but couldn't help it when she didn't have that many friends and was sure not many of the other lions fancied her presence. Rama was just another mouth to feed and body to account for and watch. Peering out from under neath the bushes she moved slowly, careful to not run into anything. "Oof!" the runt let out as she fell backward, looking up to see a back leg, trailing her eyes more she realized that it was Daluxolo, one of the pride males. She frowned, Of course...just my luck.

[she's-sato]

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

The male yelped in surprise when he felt something bump into him. He flinched and jumped back, only to find that it was Rama. "Oh--oh, Rama!" he stammered. "ah, are you alright?" he asked as he awkwardly smiled at her, holding a paw out to her for assistance. His ears lay back and his long tail swished lightly.

[Mari_hadalittlelamb]

Rama | 3 Months | Female | Tags: Daluxolo Crush/Mate: None
The tiny female blinked for a few moments as her memories resurfaced. "Sorry.. " she whispered reaching out her small paw and grasping one of his claws to pull herself up as that was as much she could wrap her paw around. Shaking her pelt out she smiled sweetly at the young male. Daluxolo seemed to be trustworthy to her, he hasnt lashed out or disapproved of her...yet. "I'm okay.." she answered back peering over the tall grass that seemed to engulf her body in order to make eye contact.

[.cłarke]

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

A deep rumble of a roar caught his attention, and Sefu slouched low in the tall grass. The sound was close. Closer than he would have liked. The Male brought himself up to a powerful stance, his shoulders broadening as he stalked forward. At first, he believed this was the sound of a king. But something about his call was unusual. It was more of an announcement. A roar to announce his presence. Anpride leader would have no reason to use this roar. Sefu was curious now. This was indeed dangerous, but this lion was a loner such as himself. And although the roar was intimidating, perhaps there would be an opportunity here. Sefu kept his chin parallel to the ground and moved swiftly forward. His deep hues were narrowed as the area ahead, looking for a sign of this rival lion.