ＳＴＩＬＬ ＳＴＡＮＤＩＮＧ - Lion Pride RP

[LilHoneyBee]

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i. abarrane ii. female iii. five iv. lioness v. smells of lavender vi. location: river vii. feeling: adventurous

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i. lajos ii. male iii. nine months iv. cub v. smells of mint vi. location: den vii. feeling: sleepy

tags; rama & daluxolo

being so new to the pride, lajos hadn't made too many friends yet. there was only two cubs in the pride and the other being a female sometimes made things a bit awkward for him. while he was quite outspoken, he was always nervous to talk to new people. regardless, him and abarrane had a talk and she said he needed to be more open, so that's what he needed to do. with a sigh, he stood up and looked around. he hadn't been sleeping well and it was starting to take a tole on his young mind. he was quite groggy and grouchy today and he just wanted to find a way to get engaged with someone. he pushes from the den, looking around. not too many cats were around and if they were they already seemed engaged in conversation or relaxing in the warm sun. at this realization, his ears go back in aggravation.
his large paws began to kick at the dust, boredom taking over. guess it was up to him to find some entertainment. usually he would just locate abarrane but she was no where to be found. her scent was quite stale so she must have been gone since early morning. he looked around, noticing the younger cub speaking with daluxolo, a male who helped mwanga protect the pride. he made his way over, noticing the female cub's discomfort, quite like she was scared of something. he wondered what had happened just a moment before. as he made his way to the others, his tail flew up like a banner in a greeting manner and gave a purr, "hello," he said, looking to the two.

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[Mari_hadalittlelamb]

Rama | 3 Months | Female | Tags: Daluxolo & Lajos Crush/Mate: None
Rama squeaked in surprise hearing the familiar voice behind her, shuffling she turned to Lajos and blinked curiously. Being one of the only cubs in the pride was awful as it was, but having the other being an older male...you couldnt blame Rama for being awkward around him. "H-hello Lajos.." she mewled back at him lowering herself down into the grass. She didn't know his intentions, although she was sure he meant no harm...she just couldn't help her shyness. "You're up early...usually You're still asleep at this time" she commented unsure of what to say. The sun ever rising steadly over the African plains just proved her point furthermore.

[she's-sato]

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

The older male smiled as he lay down in the grass, swishing his tail casually. "that's good to hear," he said cheerfully. Daluxolo always liked cubs, he enjoyed their playful spirit and innocent nature. They weren't mean or hostile like some adults may be. His right ear flicked lightly as he heard another cub approach, little Lajos. "Morning, Lajos." He greeted. He dragged his barb tongue across his large arm and wiping his face with the spot he just licked. He looked over at Rama, noticing that she seemed nervous. He gave her a gentle nudge to try and reassure her.

[LilHoneyBee]

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i. abarrane ii. female iii. five iv. lioness v. smells of lavender vi. location: river vii. feeling: adventurous

tags; OPEN!

abarrane found it difficult to sleep, getting up before sunrise and walking to the river. she often did this to clear her mind when things were troubling her, which was pretty much always at this point. abarrane hadn't been in a pride since her birth pride and the experiences in that pride were very rough. regardless, she was doing her best to work past all of her troubles and do better for lajos. she quietly sighed, dragging her paw over her face to clean it. she stared at the ripples in the water, her tail flicking contently behind her. it was nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of the pride sometimes, and she always took every chance she got.

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i. lajos ii. male iii. nine months iv. cub v. smells of mint vi. location: den vii. feeling: talkative

tags; rama & daluxolo

lajos sat down beside the two of them, surprised they knew his name. he'd never really spoken to them, but it was nice to know he wasn't completely invisible to his fellow pride mates. at rama's comment, he gave a small laugh, nodding. "yeah, i just couldn't sleep anymore. gave up trying. tomorrow i'll be back to the regular schedule for sure." he said, giving her a playful wink. as he looked up to daluxolo, lajos gave the other male a smile, "so how are both of you? seems kinda quiet today." he said, his tail flicking on the dusty ground. he dragged his salmon colored tongue over his maw, his throat parched from the night before. he decided after this conversation, he would find abarrane and they would take a quick water break and talk. his attention soon gets turned to a small beetle on the ground, crawling on the cub's paw. he quickly bats at it for a second before it flies away and leaves his mind wondering once again.

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[Mari_hadalittlelamb]

Rama | 3 Months | Female | Tags: Daluxolo & Lajos | Crush/Mate : none

Rama smiled visibly relaxing in her spot, she sat up feeling the grass tickle her neck. She hated being small, but for now she couldnt do much about being the youngest in the pride. She nosed the eldest male back in response and climbed ontop of Daluxolo's shoulders so she could see Lajos better. She smiled back at him before replying "Well..it seems to be like any other day". Rama looked above Daluxolo's head to see the other pridemates waking up and gearing for the day. "Although..King Mwanga seems sad" she frowned tilting her head curiously as she watched their king talk to the two other lionesses.

[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: sefu // mention: sefu - crush: tba. {pm me}

the rumble of his chest vibrated the ground under him, the power of his call would surely not go unanswered but what he did not expect was to have company. a loud roar escape from his maw but it was cut short, something was off. lowering his head the large lion flicked his tail, with a thud it hit the ground and his ears pivoted on his head. he was being watched, but by what or whom? turning his dark gaze across the ground ahead of him, whoever was watching had the upper hand, he was upwind so a scent would not cross his nose. growling low in a warning, his muscle flexed. "do i make you nervous?" his voice burned into the hot air, it was deep, almost as deep as his roar and rustic. it had no gentle end or beginning it was rough through and through, as if he needed to take a large drink of water to wet a throat that had been dry since birth.

turning his head ever so slightly to peer off at his flank, the grass behind him was longer than that before him and that made spotting his stalker that much harder. slowly his orbs scanned the area, nothing. annoyance was beginning to form in his brain but fear was far from present. he did not move, nor rise to a ready stance, he stayed laying, resting, waiting...

[ethium]

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male / the king / 7 yrs / crush: none. / form / tags: uzuri and oili
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the king returned her greeting and gently grinned as he pulled back. He nodded inclining his head to oili at her question. "indeed, it is a good morning. I'm unsettled, as a king should be when the threat of rouges is about but nothing more than that." mwanga responded as honestly as he could. He would never want to lie to his pride. That would be stupid and only end in more disaster than good. His gaze flickered to uzuri who was quieter than usual. Her typical grouchy attitude wasn't present in this conversation which made him less anxious to speak with the two lionesses, nonetheless it was unusual, different. He didn't mean to notice such a change but, he couldn't help it. His pale olive gaze scanned the lioness before turning back to look at oili. She was a reliable lioness. Quite young between uzuri and himself. Uzuri at the age of five was healthy and strong, at himself at the age of seven. He was heading towards his prime. Oili, at a young age of three was spirited and bright. He liked that about her, it was nice to have some playfulness from the lionesses as opposed to the cubs.

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female / lioness / 5 yrs / crush: none. / form / tags: oili and mwanga
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uzuri remained quiet as oili and mwanga exchanged conversation. She remained practically glued to oili's side her flank brushing oili's. She had to remain calm and met mwanga's gaze steadily as he examined her. Perhaps noting her frightened behavior or that she hadn't rushed into conversation as usual. Or maybe it was that she wasn't as upset as she usually was. Of course, she was still slightly agitated at being awoken but she had the sense to hold her tongue around her king. Or risk accidentally offending the towering male. That was a chance uzuri would gladly avoid. She would rather not risk a stern reprimand or if it went far enough a short skirmish between the two. Though she wasn't exactly afraid to show mwanga she was upset, the through of taking on the giant male in combat was enough to send shivers down the lithe female's spine.

[kalcifer]

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Aren // Female // Four Years // Tags: Open

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The cicadas chirped dully in the background while the sky was your ordinary bright blue. the sun was directly above and was blazing its ferocious UV lights down to the living organisms on earth; not a single, fluffy white cloud tainted the crystal blue. There were other lions around but Aren couldn't work out how to find a way into conversation, each lion immersed in their own being and in doing so they manage to shut the lioness out. Instead the young lioness rests in the shade of a tree, flicking her tail to ward off the flies as she watches the other lions converse, picking up pieces of information from conversations here and there.

[BlizzardTheWizard]

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Lioness | Five Years | Crush/Mate: Open (PM) | Form | Tags: Open
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Brande grunted irritably when a tiny bird perched on her scarred back. She quickly shooed it with a sweep of her tail. The sun above becoming to much, Brande rose and leaped onto a low, cool rock under a tree. Watching the pride around her, Brande smiled. Her pride was swiftly replaced by longing when the thought of her deceased mother flickered behind he lowered eyelids. Brande's mother had been shot dead and carried away by poachers on her last hunt. Grief still thundered in her blazing heart but she bore no cracks in her mask of steel determination. She should hunt soon-soon-not now. Not while it was so nice under the tree... alone... Brande sighed; a mere sign of annoyance to any other lions around her.