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My gallery · by **lameloserlexi** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 1:23 pm

Announcement wrote:Will be taking in 1-2 moderators/mini-mods! For moderators, you'd have to be willing to make at least one post about everyday. You'd have to keep up with the thread and know what's going on. KNOWLEDGE ABOUT LIONS IS IMPORTANT.

Weather wrote:It's Fall and much of the prey is sheltering from the chilled land. Queens are yet conceiving, waiting for winter before they do. Sickness is coming around soon, so be careful sending your lions out twice in one post. Lone lions are becoming less frequent, but can still be found occasionally.

Flower Pride - Peachycupcake525 wrote:Flower Pride

Flower Pride lives in a deep valley, populated by many flowers. The valley is sheer and hard to climb up or down, so they are very protected, although a bit closed in. There is a single, narrow path that is less steep that leads to the top. Young lions aren't allowed out of the valley for safety.

The lions are focused on the good of the pride and not any single member. The leaders must know how to make difficult decisions. Every choice is carefully considered to help them grow to be strong.

You are blessed with your King and Queen
[ Male Dominance 1 ] [ Female Dominance 2 ]

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Mercurial Tongues - hazilnut wrote:The Pride of Mercurial Tongues

The Pride of Mercurial Tongues is home to the most dramatic over the top lions you would ever hope not to meet. Switching frantically between easy to please and easy to offend there is rarely a level head among these beasts. They are good aouls though, really just children without a strong since of direction or guidance. Quick to fight but also quick to love, the Pride of Mercurial Tongues makes enemies and allies quickly and largely based on first impressions. Really, having a dominating ally to control and protect them might be in everylion's best interest...

The territory of the Pride of Mercurial Tongues is a wide-stretching expanse of plains and short grasses. The few shady trees that dot the landscape might account for how hot-blooded they are; perhaps making them even a tad sun touched. They have own main watering hole that is fed by an underground spring they know not the source of which fills the pool slowly but surely- a bit like those timed dispensers you set up for your pets when you leave on a trip. The amount of prey available varies during the year due to the pride's lack of foresight which leads to over hunting quite often. They manage, though not as efficiently as a good Pride should.

You are blessed with your King and Queen
[ Male Dominance 1 ] [ Female Dominance 2 ]

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Katrione wrote:

Number of Lions: 2 | Males: 1 | Females: 1

Brisbane watched Adelaide through half closed eyes, his tail twitching lazily as his mate came over to join him.

"We should go on a patrol." Adelaide said, nuzzling against Brisbane's neck. Brisbane thought for a moment before sighing.

"Alright, let's not stay out all day like we did yesterday though." Brisbane replied, leading his queen away from their acacia tree.

[ Brisbane and Adelaide patrol their territory ]
[Brisbane and Adelaide also decide to try and have cubs ]

Brisbane and Adelaide find it too early before the breeding season to try for cubs
While patrolling, Brisbane and Adelaide smell an outsider lion, but it's stale.

My gallery · by **lameloserlexi** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 1:28 pm

Number of Lions: 2
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Nomvula watched Impisi with her brown-amber eyes, not letting her orbs leave the male. She wasn't so sure of him, he had his own weird ways, an example of his oddity being the 'outer-body names'. She found them silly, but could get a small laugh out of her own, 'Bunbun'. It suited her on the level he was thinking, but she would never allow another to call her as such on a daily basis. Nomvula was much, much, much better in her world. As the male king strolled over, the younger female stood up straighter as she waited for an instruction. "Go out and hunt, we'll need to stalk up on extra prey for the winter while you're pregnant." Impisi ordered, flicking his thin tail with a small shake of his large dark mane. The pasty female turned off towards the hunting grounds, following his order.

[ Nomvula goes out to hunt ]

My gallery · by **peachycupcake525** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 1:41 pm

Flower Pride
Number of Lions: 2 [1 male] [1 female]

Ghrand got up from his sleep, growling slightly. He glanced around through the slight fog, looking for any signs of movement. He did not find any, so he prodded Lunays, his single queen. She woke with a start, but soon became alert.

"Lunays," Ghrand said in a low voice. "Patrol the area. Make sure that there are no unwelcome visitors. Be sure to check a bit above as well. When you are done, return here."

Lunays nodded, wanting to stretch her legs. She trusted Ghrand to make the best decision for their pride, and would follow him to the ends of the earth. She set off to check for anything out of the ordinary and unusual. She saw the king go off in a different direction, presumably to hunt. Carefully making her way up and down the path, she soon returned to the spot where they had woken. Ghrand arrived soon after her.

[Ghrand hunts]
[Lunays patrols]

My gallery · by **eltonn** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 2:07 pm

The Dashian Shiik Clawherds

The pride known as the Dashian Shiik Clawherds, commonly called Dashian Shiik for short, were not always the shrewd and feared felines that they are today. But as they always say, "Zamani hana picha," which literally means "the former has no photo." The tribe is extremely strict; if you are banished from the pride, you are forgotten. All things tying you to the pride are gone. The dead are not remembered as one, but as a whole collective, known as the Zamani, or "the former." A sense of self in the pride is limited; names have to do with your fur color or your blood ties. Aka, if "Kahawiapedi," meaning "brown pads," has a cub with no notable colorations, the cub is named something such as "Mtotowakaha," meaning "child of kaha." Because names can get long, lions generally have a nickname which is a shortened version of their name. Mtotowakaha would have the nickname 'Totowa' or 'Mtoto,' depending on if the name is already in use. Names can not be reused unless the former nameholder died or was exiled, as their name was forgotten. If a lioness is exiled and has a cub, the cub's name will be changed to remove ties to the parent. Let's use Kahawiapedi and Mtotowakaha as examples again. If Kaha was exiled, then Mtoto would be renamed something such as Mtotowanyota, meaning "child of stars," due to their fascination with the sky, or Mtotowasufuri, meaning "Child of zero." The father's name is NEVER used in the name of a cub. A father's status, however, can be used in a name.

Their territory is a generic savannah, with some mountains and ateus along the southwestern and southern borders. The pride is often seen as strange due to their lack of self-identity, but they do not see anything wrong about it, and are easily infuriated by insults. Usually, the king rules with an iron paw.

My gallery · by **hazilnut** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 2:50 pm

2 {♀️ 1} {♂️ 1}

"Isn't it beautiful? You'd think it's the whole world- just grass, grass, grass as far as you can see- and it's all mine!" Waleed bounded across the great expanse of plain, a spring in his step that sent the king leaping on his way almost like the antelope he preyed on. His only queen, Jhumar, was hot on his heels and clearly going easy on him judging by her steady breathing where Waleed's was ragged. "Even if it isn't, who needs the rest of the world? I got my whole world right here," she mewed as they slowed from a gallop to a trot, nudging her mate's shoulder playfully. Waleed's eyes lit up and a smile graced his muzzle. "A world where you're all mine? Sounds perfect to me," the king answered, licking Jhumar's cheek. "That's right, I'm all yours." The queen nuzzled him back and the two intertwined, grooming each other and murmuring sweetness and warmth.

It was hard to believe by their closeness, that up until a month prior Waleed and Jhumar had not known each other. Waleed had been kicked out of his pride because they could "not afford to feed to feed another lazy male who wouldn't grow up!" Not that the now-king had minded, or not so much that he would let on anyways, he had always known he was meant to rule a pride of his own, and meeting the loner Jhumar, who had claimed she had adored him on sight, had just reasserted that goal in his mind. The pair had traveled for a while, trying their best to find and unoccupied territory to claim. They had settled in several, each being absolutely positively THE one, until some issue arose and they cleared out. The most memorable being when they had tried to occupy a well-known wildebeest stampeding ground- hey were lucky to have been awoken by a swarm of nasty horseflies before they were trampled. But now they had come to the territory that was absolutely positively THE one for certain this time!

Several hours later, the two lions still had not moved from their tangled heap in the grass. They were terribly exposed, but snuggled up together as they were neither seemed to notice nor mind. "We should probably go hunting," Jhumar eventually breathed into Waleed's thick mane- but made no move to disentangle. Waleed groaned and didn't even open his eyes. "Noooo," he whined, "I don't need food. I just need you." The king wrapped a great big paw around Jhumar's shoulder and pulled her nearer to him, which she obliged him in happily- snuggling their pelts together into one mass of flaxen gold. "And all I need is you my king, but our future cubs will need more than that. So get up you big lump." Jhumar struggled out from her mate's warm embrace and back into the freezing dusky air. She pressed her cold nose to his belly which sent Waleed shuddering and whining. "Nooo stop it! You're cold- take it away!" "Not until you get to your paws and help me, come on!" Eventually Jhumar managed to coax her mate to all fours and get him going with lots of nuzzles and affection.
{Jhumar hunts}
{Waleed patrols reluctantly}

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My gallery · by **ωolfie** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 3:23 pm

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My gallery · by **miss universe** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 3:59 pm

the pride of the blazing comets are known for their ferocity and aggression. they disapprove of the weak, and have no hesitation to jump into battle. very rarely will a friendly face be seen in this pride, and many stay away from them. they are ruthless to strangers unless proven they can be useful, in which case it takes a while for them to be fully accepted into the pride. they care for no one but their pride, and if anyone is caught disobeying their king rarely are they shown mercy.
their territory is a vast grassland, with a solid stream running through it.

{sorry for it being so short, almost zero time. :c }

My gallery · by **Ephemeris** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 4:06 pm

The Heartscar Confederacy is a group of outlawed lions that formed a pride.

Most of the Heartscar Confederacy is made up of low ranking lions that were exiled as a result of murder, a physical disability/birth defect, or just because their former leaders saw them as weak or too ambitious.

Most lions there are not cruel, but they seem cold and savage to outsiders. Most of the time they end up making enemies and not allies.

The lions within the pride are marked with a cross-shaped scar over the location of their heart; a symbol of permanent membership. Because of its placement, only the leader or an extremely precise member of the Heartscars is permitted to give a lion a Cross.

Outside of the pride, lions marked with the scar are sometimes known as the Crossed, and are generally avoided due to being associated with the outlaws.

Besides the marking, Heartscars have certain traditions they follow. New members are only outlaws/exiled. Dispersed lions or loners are never accepted. In order to gain entry to the pride, they must fight three other lions to prove their strength. If they cannot fight for any reason, they are refused entry. A lion must be able to fight, even if they cannot hunt. When a new member is inducted into the pride, the new member is stripped of any significant rank they might have held, and start at the bottom of the social pyramid. They do not receive food for three entire days and must hunt for themselves to show that they are useful to the Heartscars. If they cannot hunt due to a physical defect or disability, they must find another way to eat, such as stealing or scavenging. Females are just as respected as the King as they provide food for the pride. If a lion commits a crime within the pride (something that affects pride members negatively; rarely mistakes), they will receive a straight scar to the left of their cross-shaped scar. If they receive two of these line scars, on their third warning/punishment instead of a line scar they will be executed by a long slash to the neck. It is said that lions who have been killed due to committing crimes that accept their final punishment of death are accepted into the utopian afterlife. Those who struggle are believed to be sent to the dystopian afterlife. Those who escape will be tracked down by the best patrol the King can organize. Lions who have any line scars are looked down upon, but not hated as they still are useful until their death.

The territory of the Heartscar Confederacy is located within an outcrop of large boulders that hide their camp, which is located in a lightly wooded savanna. A dust-filled stream flows through the edge of the camp and into a pool inside a small cave within one of those boulders. The cave serves as a place to contact the lion afterlife, and is used for afterlife ceremonies.

Something similar to this, but the rocks are taller and with the stream.

My gallery · by **Dinolil1** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 5:49 pm

The pride of the lightningmanes

Born during a terrible lightning storm, this pride is known for being very reckless but fiercely loyal. They will fight tooth and claw to defend what is theirs by right and the lightningmanes have a fierce sense of justice, if something happens, they will solve it. Nestled in the middle of nowhere, in a vast and sandy plain, surrounded by lightning-struck trees, the lightningmanes are quite isolated from the rest of the prides. And that suits them just fine, for as reckless as they can be, they just want a peaceful home, a good supply of food and all the joy that life will bestow unto them.

My gallery · by **persay** » Thu Apr 13, 2017 5:52 pm

The Pride Of Rushing Springs
TPORS is a large group of furry big cats that live in colder climates where they grow their fur think and curly, before traveling to the warm climates where they shed their coats and fatten themselves up for winter. They range in colours and sizes along with personality, they all are extremely loyal, possessive, sly and sassy.

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