𝘊𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘞𝘐𝘓𝘋 ↷ o & a

[Sunsmoke]

ᛕٱ۷ѻก

िѻપɼ ץﻉคɼร ѻɭɗ | ɭٱѻก | ɭѻกﻉɼ
กѻ ƈɼપรɦ | กѻ ρɼٱɗﻉ | กѻ ๓คՇﻉ
ɭѻƈคՇٱѻก: Along The River| Շคﻭ: Open

The white lion was walking along the river as he was getting a drink. The young male shook his mane out as he was walking. He had some mud on his pure white fur as he had to swim across a small river to get to where he was. The lion soon shook his mane once more as his ears flicked back. He was looking for a pride to start or even take over. The young four-year-old male had only a few scars from a battle with his father he had before he had to live the pride. The lion never had an easy time since he had a white coat that was given to him by his mother, a lioness that carried the gene of a white lion. The lion soon heard a roar before he soon let out a small call, he wasn't giving out a true roar since he didn't want to have a fight just yet, but if he could get a female to answer him he would be able to try and join them. Kvion soon turns his head to scan the land around him. His ears flatten for a moment before he soon perks them up once more. He was taking in all the sounds around him and all the scents that he didn't use to since where he came from there wasn't a lot of prey since the overhunting by something unknown to Kvion. The young male stop for a moment before he turns to look behind him. His tail flicking all around. After a few moments, the lion made a huff as he waited for a few moments to hear the answers he had. He soon let out another huff before he shook his snow like mane out again as the bugs were slowly flying closer and closer to his face.

ĦȺƶɇł

Sɨx ɎɇȺɍs Øłđ | Łɨønɇss | Łønɇɍ
Nø Ȼɍᵾsħ | Nø Ᵽɍɨđɇ | Nø MȺŧɇ
ŁøȼȺŧɨøn: Under A Tree | ŦȺǥ: Open

The six-year-old Lioness was laying under a small group of trees as she was taking in the nice shade since it was the dry season and there was barely anything that could keep her cool. The lioness looked around as she heard a few calls around her. She slowly flicked her tail as she had been kicked out of her pride since she had followed a male that was new to the pride. She soon was left alone as the male she was with had died off by a wound given to him by a much larger male and lioness. Hazel had been alone for a year after that, but she had found her way to live alone. She didn't like it much but she had been able to keep herself well and filled enough to make sure she isn't starving herself. The lioness actually had caught a small baby zebra. She had to toss some dirt around as she was trying to hide her kill since if she hadn't she would have had to fight anything that wanted it off. The lioness soon let out a small soft call as she was soon getting lonely of her life alone. She soon lifted herself up as she looked back at her prey. She soon walked towards it before she lowered her ears once more as she was listening to everything around her as she soon felt a need to pull a piece of meat off of the belly of the zebra. The tawny lioness soon flicked her tail a bit before she gulps down a few more pieces from it. She wanted to stay with the piece of prey but she knew she would have to leave it to find something to drink and to hunt once again.

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ŇØ ĆŘỮŞĦ | ŇØ ƤŘƗĐ€ | ŇØ ΜΔŦ€
ŁØĆΔŦƗØŇ: Watering Hole |ŦΔǤ: Open

The dark lioness flicked her tail upwards as she was scanning the area. She had been living next to the watering hole. She had been laying in the brush as she was hiding in it and also trying to keep to herself until she found herself a chance to either hunt or find another lioness to join. The female lowers her dark colored head before she rolled onto her side before she watched the animals that came to find some water. The lioness shifted a bit as she had moved closer to the edge of the bush as her nose had peaked out from under the brush. The lioness soon flicked her tail a bit before she soon stood up. She saw something but didn't know just what it was. Her ears flatten a bit before she lets out a huff and flicked her tail around. The lioness was watching everything move around the water and was somewhat close to her. She soon lowers herself back down as she didn't find it useful to have a hunt or to break through to get a drink of water.

[TwistedMadz]

Mika
Lioness - 1.5 Years - No Pride - Tags: Rafiki & Riyah

Mika would lower her head slightly more at the sight of the of another creature, she'd gently shake her head before speaking softly, "N-No, and I would barely call m-myself a 'Lady' "

Calypso Lioness - 1 Year - No Pride - Tags: Open

The young female ran through the savannah, not caring where she'd end up, she roared loudly when she eventually stopped to a halt, rolling in the sand to try and hide her scent

Miko
Lion - 2 Years - No pride - Tags: Open

Miko would walk around the desolate landscape silently, his tail swaying as he went, the dust gathering in his black mane

[lady windle.]

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Fumo ❝ FUH-moh ❞. male lion | six (6) years | no pride | lionesses: n.a | tags: Aurelia

he could feel her eyes scanning him up and down and taking in everything that he did. it was a feeling that gave him pride, it did not make him nervous or make him feel like he was going to fail. it made him feel at ease.
taking in another deep breath he inhaled in her scent, she smelled of lovely flowers, and fresh grass. the smell alone made him want to open his mouth but he withheld. he had to be polite, he had to prove that he was more than just some male. he had to prove that he was a lion meant to be king.
flicking his ears as she set down Fumo knew she was comfort around him and he knew he had to return the favor. relaxing his own muscles he followed her lead but instead he laid his large frame against the ground stretching his paws out before him. though in a completely relaxed state he was alert, aware, and ready to protect... Aurelia what a lovely name. flicking his tail behind him his deep and gentle voice broke the air.
"what a lovely and fitting name. you are a golden queen" rumbling from deep within his chest once more."you can call me Fumo." tilting his head from one side to the next his attention was all on her.
"i must ask, what is a lovely queen like you doing out here, alone?" below his tawny pelt his paws flexed and his muscles tightened. for a reason he knew all to well he could feel himself already becoming protective Aurelia, if someone had done or was going to do her harm they would have to answer to him.

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{ oe-lee } Oili. lioness| three (3) years | no pride | king(s): n.a | tags: open

a flicker of an ear was all that would make out the danger laying in wait. blended in perfectly with the land that went as far as the eye could see, the hidden danger was ready to strike. the broad shoulders, the muscular legs, and the keen eyes of a lioness on the prowl.
she was smaller than most, closer to the ground built like a tank ready for battle not an elegant cat ready to pounce. her paws were large, her ears were small, and she was missing a tail. her features were unique but often she went unseen. a talent she would call it. to blend in, to stalk, to kill. to go unseen, unnoticed by the life around you. this was her strongest trait, a trait she had honed in and keened. with years of practice and years of life on her own Oili had mastered the art of the solo hunt.
pushing her legs forward gently, carefully. daring not to make a noise as her target before her... a warthog just a leap and a quick sprint back to it's safe burrow unaware of his fate. huffing and nosing at the ground at the first sign of a head lift Oili would freeze, watch, and wait. she knew this game. it was a game of patients, of timing. one could not rush what was going to happen for if they did the outcome would be failure.
silence. stillness. she itched forward. keeping low, keeping quiet, and keeping herself hidden. she needed.. no she had to get closer as her ears pivoted, listening. she knew this was a good change, if she did not succeed she would go hungry or risk injury. shifting her weight on her back legs the window was closing and her prey was in the perfect position.
launching herself off of her back legs in a stir of dust the dug her paws into the ground as the quick warthog spun on small hooves. the chase had begun. she only had moments of speed, and seconds before the pray would escape. keeping herself low to the ground she threw out her front paw.
SQQQQQQUEEEEEEEE then silence.
as soon as the hunt had begun it was over. the dust around her stirred up a great cloud easily spotted by those who were searching for an easy meal, the lioness knew she had to find cover and she had to find it fast.

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Salim peaceful. lioness | four (4) years | no pride | king(s): n.a | tags: open

dizzying heat. nauseating stomach aches. a grumble from a deep chest. this heat was unbearable. for a lion this point in the day was meant for slumber, peaceful naps, and awaiting the sun to go down some for the coolness of the day to take over. but that luxury was held for those with numbers, not for those who roamed alone. for the lioness known as Salim she had no time to slumber, no time to rest, and no time to wait.
she had not eaten for almost two days, her hunts had failed, and she was growing inpatient and angry. her frame was slender, her legs were weak, and she knew soon she had to find food or this unforgiving land would soon claim another victim.
mumbling under her breath she missed her pride, she missed the numbers, the luxury, but most of all she missed the idea of being of mother. being a mother was an honor. the mew of small mouths, the sound of youngsters playing. she longed for those days once more, but for that to happen she had to growl herself a king.
Salim was a lovely lioness, petite and cute. but her outside shell and gentle name hid her true form. Salim was cruel, she was unforgiving and she would do anything to get her way. no matter what that cost meant to someone else.
lashing her tail in the air she was making her way to one of the water holes that she had found not a day ago. she needed a drink, she needed to clear her mind, but most importantly she needed a king.

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[TwistedMadz]

Moku
Lion - 2 Years - No pride - Tags: Oili
Miko would spot a figure in the distance, making a loud-ish roar, he'd tilt his head, wondering if the figure was real or just a figment of his imagination

[eleutheromania]

──── 𝗥𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗞𝗜
male .. six years .. no pride lionesses .. tags: mika, riyah


the young lioness had not answered all his questions, though unfortunate, he'd simply let his own mind make up why she was off on her own at this young age. the sound of another being reached his ears and he was soon on alert, only to somewhat relax when another lioness appeared. well it seemed this day was just getting better and better from the looks of things. she seemed a little older but generally more mature in build and stature. at her words, he rolled his eyes, though his smile was in that of amusement. "brute huh? now don't go calling me things just because i may look as such." the lion said to riyah, looking over the young lioness. while alone they held little threat to him, two may hold more, though he could still handle himself a little. he was curious as the younger lioness spoke again and realized he had yet to respond to her since she had last spoke. "little confidence in yourself can be dangerous out here mika," rafiki said in response.

──── 𝗣𝗬𝗥𝗥𝗛𝗜𝗖
female .. three years .. no pride .. tags: ekon


while his words seemed to be compassionate, she knew that it was the way of life. "one has to make room for the newer generation. it was no issue, i mean yes i do miss the family that we had but it was for the best of the future of the pride." she told the male in response. "it can't be too difficult in all honesty, you'd be killing the pride if you didn't downsize at a certain time due to limited resources." the three year old added as she sat back down, now away from the water's edge and in the shade of the few trees around. she would probably needed to hunt, maybe later in the day possibly. "a year is a bit young to be on your own, what happened? i know my brothers were usually around until they got too big for their own heads before our father made it know they were no longer welcomed." she questioned in response.

──── 𝗡𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗔
female .. five years .. no pride .. tags: ----


moving forward in one fluid motion, gaining speed quickly, the lioness chased down the small warthog and her jaws locked onto its windpipe, crushing it and the animal was no more. the lioness's muzzle was already bloodied despite such a clean kill. rather than stay out in the sun, she began to drag her prey to the shade of a few trees, and also hopefully out of sight. nasira then began to eat her kill, her large paws holding it down as she feasted. it had been a few days since her last kill, which honestly didn't seem very long in the terms of going hungry. she was a experienced hunter, that was for sure and she had no quarrels with living alone for the time being. though her own scent would probably attract a few lions, the lioness was not worried, nor would she be fully interested in a young nomad for the time being.

[jellyphants]

nyimbo ...
‟ the sky's overcast and i'm sorry ‟
the frail lioness dipped her head to drink quietly, slightly dull, pickle-green eyes glancing upwards to stare at the clouds, at the birds circling faintly, unfeeling, unknowing. she shifted her position, huffing quietly and blowing ripples onto the bottle-green water of the pond. it was almost silent, only the faint whooping of a hyena in the distance. nyimbo swivelled her ears to catch some sort of noise, but wasn't surprised when she heard none. yes, she was lonely, but she liked being alone anyway. she stretched her neck to lick her shoulder, wanting to feel comforting warmth even if it was just her own.
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[TwistedMadz]

Mika
Lioness - 1.5 Years - No pride - Tags: Rafiki & Riyah

Mika would lower her head slightly, understanding, knowing he was right

[wildsight]

IMANI

Lioness~Three years~No pride~King: N/A~Tags: N/A~Imani padded through the savanna her tail swaying. Her ears twiched as she stopped to gaze over the land. She spotted a gazelle and dropped to instant crouch. She growled softly and licked her chomps as she drew closer. The unsupecting gazelle twiched it's ears and tail. It bent it's neck to graze. Imani's tail twiched as she measured the distance. The gazelle raised it's head. She padded closer still. The gazelle took a step over and bent it's head again. Imani growled and pounced. She locked her jaws around the gazelle's leg. The gazelle was struggling to get free before Imani threw her weight against it and the gazelle fell. She pounced on it biting it's neck and that was it. She licked her muzzle and feasted on her catch.

Uma

Lioness~Five years~No pride~King: N/A~Tags: N/A~Uma laid in the shade of a rock gazing out into the distance. She licked her muzzle watching a lioness catch prey. She growled. Her stomach was empty. She had not eaten in awhile now. Her tail thrashed as she watched. She growled again and looked away. She knew she had to find food soon so she got up and padded off.

Jabari

Male~Five years~No pride~Lionesses: N/A~Tags: N/A~Jabari padded along quietly. He was starving. His tail thrashed as he walked. He might be starving but he held his head high. He sniffed the air searching for a scent of prey. He growled with pleasure when he found one. He followed it and found a partly eaten carcass. He could tell that a lioness had been here. He gazed around looking for her but there was no sign of the lioness around anywhere. He sniffed the prey and sat down eating what was left. He wondered when he would get is own pride. He couldn't live off of prey like this. He could always hunt for himself but...He roared and got up after he was done and padded off into the distance.

[broken*]

☀. ── ❝ E K O N ❞
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( 3 years ) ( male ) ( loner ) ( future king ) ( tags: pyrrhic ) ( location: watering hole )
☀. ── ❝peace cannot be kept by force it can only be achieved by understanding.❞


the pale lion knew that it was a way of life, but it was one that had always made no sense to him. the pride would die out if they got rid of all of the young members, relying only on the old to keep them going, it just wouldnt end up well. as she explained herself, he nodded his head lightly, sort of understanding the mindset of her old pride, while not necessarily agreeing with it. the past was in the past and there was nothing he could change now about what she had been through. and then she asked the dreaded question; she had caught on to how he said he had barely been one when he was on his own. his tail twitched a bit in slight nervousness, but he appeared calm otherwise. "my father was not a very nice lion, if anything he was quite cruel. he kicked male cubs out of the pride by their first birthday, at the latest. he didnt really care if the males survived. to him, we were a threat."

❆. ── ❝ R I Y A H ❞
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( 3 years) ( female ) ( loner ) ( content loner ) ( tags: mika, rafiki) ( location: under tree )
❆. ── ❝dont take yourself so seriously, no one else does.❞


the ruddy red lioness immediately regret her decision of coming to join this pair. the lioness, clearly young and naive, was far too insecure and full of nerves for her to get along with, and the male, while he intrigued her, was gentle in the way he spoke to the younger lioness. she didnt need a king who was willing to be soft and kind; she was a brutal lioness who had no problem with killing and death and bloodshed, and she needed a strong lion who was going to view life through that same lens. she flicked her tail a bit, subconsciously spreading her heat scent, and she let out a small huff. "well, you two seem to get along quite well, and since there's no damsel in distress i need to save, i'll just head out." she bowed her head and backed up, beginning to walk away from the pair at a steady jog.

♚. ── ❝ A U R E L I A ❞
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( 5 years ) ( female ) ( loner ) ( future queen ) ( tags: fumo ) ( location: savannah )
♚. ── ❝no act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.❞


the golden lioness took very careful note of the way the male acted. she mentally approved of the way he was not overly-cocky or arrogant; he did not outwardly appear cruel or forceful, and she appreciated that immensely. and most importantly, he did not remind her of her father in the slightest, so far at least. she was still a bit weary, but as he lay down, he showed her he meant no harm, and she began to relax just a bit more. she was aware of his ears flickering around; he was still alert and watching for danger, but at the same time, his piercing eyes were locked on her. "fumo you say? sounds like the name of a king." she purred lightly; it was a name that held power and strength, much like the male it belonged to, and she approved. as he asked why she was alone, she couldnt help let out a soft sigh before answering. "well, fumo, i had a pride, but ive been on my own for about half a year now. my father was mentally unstable, and about six months ago he snapped. he killed my mother, so my aunts and cousins turned on him. we all dispersed to find new lives for ourselves. ive been on my own ever since."

[eleutheromania]

──── 𝗥𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗞𝗜
male .. six years .. no pride lionesses .. tags: mika, riyah


at her response she huffed, he was not a babysitter and he did not like the fact that she lacked confidence. she would need others to teach her most likely, though at this given time the lion lacked a pride to do so. his nose caught a scent that was oh too familiar to him and the male watched as riyah made her leave, rafiki wouldn't be letting her go that easy. "confidence is a key to survival, i suggest you learn some." he told mika, half expecting the young lioness to follow and as picked up a trot after riyah. he would not be losing such a opportunity, though young, she was still able to bear cubs from the smell of it. "and where do you think you're going?" he questioned, his voice deep and to the point. the male cut her off, well attempted to as he blocked her way with his larger frame, his fangs exposed as he took in her scent yet again. while mika needed encouragement, she offered no real value to the male for now, not without a pride for her to learn and gain from. hopefully she'd tag along, maybe pick up a few things but if the young lioness did not, rafiki would not mind, she still had a few years before she would rear cubs. this one though, she oozed with confidence and determination and it pulled him right in.

──── 𝗣𝗬𝗥𝗥𝗛𝗜𝗖
female .. three years .. no pride .. tags: ekon


well that seemed rather cruel, though she knew male lions had a tendency to see their male offspring as a threat, after all they would most likely come back and attempt a take over when their father was old. she nodded, giving her paw a few strokes of her tongue as she enjoyed the cool shade of the tree. "so it seems you and i are both alone and with similar interests. what do you suppose we do about this?" she questioned, though the lioness already knew her answer to the question. though young, he seemed capable and while she had yet to go into heat, she knew it would happen sooner rather than later, especially if this male gained more lionesses. she was around that age after all. the young three year old stretched out and rolled onto her back, her paws facing the sky as she itched a scratch with the dry grass around them.

──── 𝗡𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗔
female .. five years .. no pride .. tags: ----


moving forward in one fluid motion, gaining speed quickly, the lioness chased down the small warthog and her jaws locked onto its windpipe, crushing it and the animal was no more. the lioness's muzzle was already bloodied despite such a clean kill. rather than stay out in the sun, she began to drag her prey to the shade of a few trees, and also hopefully out of sight. nasira then began to eat her kill, her large paws holding it down as she feasted. it had been a few days since her last kill, which honestly didn't seem very long in the terms of going hungry. she was a experienced hunter, that was for sure and she had no quarrels with living alone for the time being. though her own scent would probably attract a few lions, the lioness was not worried, nor would she be fully interested in a young nomad for the time being.