Dawnpride V.2 (accepting Cubs!)

[memichoo]

Jett
Rank:: Loner || Age:: Four Years || Gender:: Lion
Form:: ××× { 1 } || Mood:: Drowsy × Relaxed ||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Near Camp

Jett raised an eyebrow at her, looking amazed. "You're not very secretive, are you?" He asked dryly, shaking his growing mane. It was fairly long, but wasn't long enough to say that he was fully grown.

Ember
Rank:: Lioness || Age:: Two Years || Gender:: Lioness
Form:: ××× { 1 } || Mood:: Drowsy||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Camp

Ember was asleep near a tree, the sun besting down against her relaxed body. She was curled up, her fluffy tailtip resting on her muzzle. She shifted, an ear flicking, and cracked open her eyes. She was always a deep sleeper whenever she had the chance. The lioness yawned and curled up tightly, ears flattened against her skull. Don't wanna wake up yet . . .


Winola
Rank:: Loner || Age:: Two Years || Gender:: Female
Form:: ××× || Mood:: Alert ||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Near Camp

Winola was snacking on a small gazelle, her warm amber gaze sharpened against the sun. Blood was slathered against her muzzle, a fresh layer to the old ones. Her chest was heaving from the fast run; The Gazelle had certainly not wanted to be killed. She rolled her eyes and snatched a bit of meat, chewing it before swallowing and searching for more. The sharp hunger in her stomach subsided and she yawned before glancing around the area, intent on protecting her meal.

[TheSecretSword]

chell:well i can tell by your scent your a loner and its not like one lion can take a whole pride down and maybe you were looking for a pride
chell smiled

[memichoo]

Jett
Rank:: Loner || Age:: Four Years || Gender:: Lion
Form:: ××× { 1 } || Mood:: Drowsy × Relaxed ||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Near Camp

Jett rolled his eyes. "Why would I be looking for a Pride? I don't want to take care of multiple lions while I can fend for myself." He corrected, sighing inwardly at her.

Ember
Rank:: Lioness || Age:: Two Years || Gender:: Lioness
Form:: ××× { 1 } || Mood:: Drowsy||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Camp

Ember was asleep near a tree, the sun besting down against her relaxed body. She was curled up, her fluffy tailtip resting on her muzzle. She shifted, an ear flicking, and cracked open her eyes. She was always a deep sleeper whenever she had the chance. The lioness yawned and curled up tightly, ears flattened against her skull. Don't wanna wake up yet . . .


Winola
Rank:: Loner || Age:: Two Years || Gender:: Female
Form:: ××× || Mood:: Alert ||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Near Camp

Winola was snacking on a small gazelle, her warm amber gaze sharpened against the sun. Blood was slathered against her muzzle, a fresh layer to the old ones. Her chest was heaving from the fast run; The Gazelle had certainly not wanted to be killed. She rolled her eyes and snatched a bit of meat, chewing it before swallowing and searching for more. The sharp hunger in her stomach subsided and she yawned before glancing around the area, intent on protecting her meal.

[TheSecretSword]

Chell:well u never know
Chell smiled
Chell:so what's Ur name

[memichoo]

Jett
Rank:: Loner || Age:: Four Years || Gender:: Lion
Form:: ××× { 1 } || Mood:: Drowsy × Relaxed ||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Near Camp

Jett sighed audibly. "Yup, I do. Sounds like a nightmare." He grunted, flicking his ear. His defense had fallen; Chell didn't seem like the fighting type. "Jett. Name's Jett."

Ember
Rank:: Lioness || Age:: Two Years || Gender:: Lioness
Form:: ××× { 1 } || Mood:: Drowsy||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Camp

Ember was asleep near a tree, the sun besting down against her relaxed body. She was curled up, her fluffy tailtip resting on her muzzle. She shifted, an ear flicking, and cracked open her eyes. She was always a deep sleeper whenever she had the chance. The lioness yawned and curled up tightly, ears flattened against her skull. Don't wanna wake up yet . . .


Winola
Rank:: Loner || Age:: Two Years || Gender:: Female
Form:: ××× || Mood:: Alert ||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Near Camp

Winola was snacking on a small gazelle, her warm amber gaze sharpened against the sun. Blood was slathered against her muzzle, a fresh layer to the old ones. Her chest was heaving from the fast run; The Gazelle had certainly not wanted to be killed. She rolled her eyes and snatched a bit of meat, chewing it before swallowing and searching for more. The sharp hunger in her stomach subsided and she yawned before glancing around the area, intent on protecting her meal.

[TheSecretSword]

Chell:so have you always been a loner

[memichoo]

Jett
Rank:: Loner || Age:: Four Years || Gender:: Lion
Form:: ××× { 1 } || Mood:: Drowsy × Relaxed ||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Near Camp

Jett eyed her. "What's it to you?" He demanded; He always hated it when others bombarded him with questions. The lion shook himself again, the sun warming his pelt a bit too much.

Ember
Rank:: Lioness || Age:: Two Years || Gender:: Lioness
Form:: ××× { 1 } || Mood:: Drowsy||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Camp

Ember was asleep near a tree, the sun besting down against her relaxed body. She was curled up, her fluffy tailtip resting on her muzzle. She shifted, an ear flicking, and cracked open her eyes. She was always a deep sleeper whenever she had the chance. The lioness yawned and curled up tightly, ears flattened against her skull. Don't wanna wake up yet . . .


Winola
Rank:: Loner || Age:: Two Years || Gender:: Female
Form:: ××× || Mood:: Alert ||
Crush:: Open || Tag:: Open || Location:: Near Camp

Winola was snacking on a small gazelle, her warm amber gaze sharpened against the sun. Blood was slathered against her muzzle, a fresh layer to the old ones. Her chest was heaving from the fast run; The Gazelle had certainly not wanted to be killed. She rolled her eyes and snatched a bit of meat, chewing it before swallowing and searching for more. The sharp hunger in her stomach subsided and she yawned before glancing around the area, intent on protecting her meal.

[TheSecretSword]

Chell:I'm sorry I was trying to get to know you I'm friendly like that

[rogan]

Name: “the name's suravi.”
Gender: “concluding you don't know suravi is a female name; I'm a female. or lioness as you may put it.”
Rank: “warrior, and no, nothing special.”
Desired Rank: “that will be a dreamer.”
Crush: “I'm not sure no I will lay my eyes on.”
Mate: “I don't have one.”
Cubs: “somewhere.”
History: “don't ask me.”
Other: ‘mango invited me; so, I have joined...’

[rogan]

Name: “the name's clip; now don't forget you gazelle.”
Gender: “okay- one, I'm a male. two- dont think I'm stupid.”
Rank: “I'm a loner; and will remain alone.”
Rank desired: “I have my wanted rank.”
Crush: “no one suits me.”
Mate: “ain't got one.”
Cubs: “I don't have any; surprised anyone wants any to begin with.”
History: “this is mine, and mine to know.”
Other: ‘I hope it's alright..’