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[The Lost Gremlin]

(Accepted - I'll add her )

[Stonefly]

Willow, a small slender Lioness stayed low to the ground and purred, there was something for her to eat. As Willow watched it move with the herd and flicked her ears around hoping that this animal would be able to go just far enough away from the herd for her to catch and kill it. but she knew that nothing would happen because the herd normaly stayed to gether so she sighed. It has been a few days since she has eaten and it was starting take toll on her body. So after a while of waiting so just huffed and walked away from the herd

[Tesumph]

Thistle is dead.

Username: Tesumph
Name: Quill
Age: Two and a half
Gender: Female
Loner or Pride?: Loner
Which Pride?: N/A
Cubs: Inka and Kudo
Kin/Family: Luke was her ex-pride lord, Inka and Kudo are her cubs.
Personality: Quill is a careless young lioness who constantly craves adventure. She sometimes offends people with her witty remarks and sharp sarcasm, but she rarely notices it. She doesn't particularly care for lions, but she would happily accept being in a pride. She would die for anyone she cares for, and coldly kill anyone she doesn't. She can be slightly withdrawn when she wants to, but she is always bubbling inside.
History: She had a normal pride life, but she deeply offended the queen lioness with a sharp comeback. Rumor spread quickly and soon she was getting hostile glares. She was sent out of the pride for something she didn't do, but she didn't really mind it. Cheekily she prowled away from the pride, swearing that she would never regret leaving. She joined Luke's pride later, and had her two cubs, but Luke was lost in a zebra stampede. She left his pride with her cubs and is currently looking for a new one.
Other?: Nope.
Picture/Description: http://www.wilkinsonsworld.com/wp-conte ... -large.jpg

[The Lost Gremlin]

(Accepted - I'll add them to the front page <3 )

Nyani turned on her heel, eyes focusing sternly on the pair of hyenas. Both seemed rather occupied with the other; whooping and cackling in their awful pitched voices while tussling over lumps of antelope flesh. After several minutes, the hyenas seemed to calm down and eventually they ambled away with one of them holding a severed hind leg in it's jaws. Seeing her chance, Nyani broke into a see-saw gallop towards the carcass. Upon reaching it she dove onto it as a form of claiming it - it was her's now. If those hyenas returned and wanted their carcass back, then tough luck!

Tip's nose twitched at the scent of blood and lions. Gazing to the left she could see a powerful looking male standing over a buffalo carcass. She didn't dare come any closer, in case he happened to be aggressive and defensive of his pride - if he had one.
Though her stomached growled fiercly she finally left the male's territory and entered the open grasslands.

[Tesumph]

(Hoorah!)

Thistle's stomach rumbled and he growled. His last meal had been a small antelope calf and it had barely filled him up before a pair of hyenas chased him away. Snarling at the thought, he stood up and prowled through the grass. He lifted his nose and parted his jaws, letting the smells seep in. Pricking his ears, he smelt the strong scent of blood and a lioness. Snarling with excitement, he bounded through the rough grass until he saw a lioness digging through a partly eaten antelope. The scent of hyenas lingered in the air as he cautiously padded forward toward her.

Quill yowled as she stepped on a thorn. Hissing, she sat down and inspected her paw. She spotted the large intruder and grabbed it with her front teeth, then yanked it out. "Hmm. Starving, hot, and now a sore paw. Gee." She parted her jaws and pushed through the offending thorn bush, then emerged into the grasslands. Flicking her ears and heavily panting, she listened for the sounds of water, prey, even another lion. "This is so boring..." she sighed.

[Stonefly]

Willow glanced around and snifted the air hearing the faint smell of blood a lioness and a new scent of a lion some were and she looked from side to side and saw nothing and then shrugged and slowly followed the scent hoping the scent was something good and not a lion that was going to kill her. after walking for about a minute she found the lioness and a lion that was watching her and she crouched down and watched

[The Lost Gremlin]

Nyani rasped the last of the meat of her sought-after prize. Only small pieces of meat flecked the bones of the mutalated carcass, but Nyani was now somewhat satisfied. She felt as though she could probably last another couple days on that rather small but worthwhile meal. Standing to her paws the lioness licked her pale jaws with a flat, hammy tongue and stretched her fore legs. Thirst quenched. Hunger satisfied. Looking across the golden plain she began to lope steadily along towards a well-shaded acacia tree.

Tip lifted her head rather happily, sniffing the warm breeze. Nothing overly cool and refreshing, but it certainly broke up the piercing heat of the harsh sunlight. Opening her jaws she let a low, rumbling roar rise up from her throat in curiosity. She wondered absently if there were many other lions present in the area.

[Tesumph]

Thistle scowled. Great, the lioness finished it. "Shoulda been faster.." He stretched and yawned, then summoned all his energy and loped after the lioness. He roared experimentally, wondering what she would do. Flicking his ears, he caught up to her under the tree. He twitched his tail and looked at her with a blank expression.

Quill saw a lioness about her age.. who was watching a lion.. who was following another lioness. She smirked and crept towards Tip, sliding silently through the rough golden grass. "Good hunting practice... if only this lioness was an antelope." As she headed toward Tip, she wondered what exactly she was doing, but her impulsiveness pushed the thought away.

[The Lost Gremlin]

Tip gazed around the grasslands. Nobody appeared to be around - or if they were, they didn't want to let her know. Her roar had fallen on deaf ears, not that it really mattered. She continued to walked onwards with no regard to where she was going. Where-ever she went, it'd be something different.
She suddenly jumped, feeling something cold and wet on her paw. Gazing down she examined the source of her surprise. A small, shallow river was hidden beneath the grasses and blocked her path, probably no more than four or five feet wide. She bounded over the river and settled herself on the opposite side.


Nyani's ears twitched to the roar. In no mood to deal with some territorial Pride Lord. She simply turned and faced him with expecting eyes, awaiting his words - if any. Her mouth was firmly shut, despite her body posture showing no fear or intimidation.

[Tesumph]

Thistle's tongue went over his jaws as he smelled the freshly eaten meat on her lips. Sighing wearily, he stood up taller and walked towards the lioness. "Well well, who is this?" He smirked and sat down a few feet from her, stretching out his back legs at the same time.

Quill sighed when she saw the stream. There was no way she could get across that without being seen. Muttering under her breath, she stood up and purred roughly. "Hey there." She chirped to the lioness, hoping she didn't pick up how awkward she felt now that she had been caught sneaking up on a stranger.