>>Skeletor<< wrote:I wish to Adopt
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Juymara Name: Aeko (亜依子)
Have you read the rules?: Yes.
Back Story of this Juymara:
(This may be a slight long story, so I suggest you get ready)
Edit: Altered the plot a little
The once abundant savannah had burnt down into nothing but ashes and dusts. The heavy smoked air was plagued with fear of the ones around him. Discord and darkness seemed to weight upon his shoulders, as he looked around with a feeling of depression growing inside him slowly. He couldn't bear the thought. The thought of losing a home. His home. Nevertheless, he could do nothing but watched as his home get engulfed by dancing flames.
Not long before this, it was suppose to be a merry hunting spree to celebrate the birth of his cub. His mate, whom was a female shy from a young age, had finally gave him a next-of-kin. For that, he was grateful. He loved her and she loved him too. Together, they had ruled a small but mighty pride at the South Border of the great savannahs. Indeed, they live up to their names as ferocious yet united lions. They were fearless. Being top of the food chain made them the kings of the drylands. Little do they know, that turmoil has fallen. It started with the gruesome hunt of the human species.
Burly men with their hunting dogs carried wooden torches and burned alit the dry grass nearby his pride's den. Unfortunately, the pride was out on a hunt, leaving behind their den and very few members to take care of the cubs. One of them was his mate and his newborn cub.
With the help of the exhuastingly hot weather, the flames had no problem with expanding. Soon, the whole den has become a tornado of flames. Every lion there burnt to death. When the remaining hunting pride returned, they were welcomed with the horrifying deaths of their members and gun attacks from the humans. It took them by surprise. Although they fought back to defend what's left, claws and fangs can never beat the powerful force of cold weapons.
He watched as his pride slowly fall one by one. He felt helpless. He couldn't stop the fire from growing and soon, consuming the whole land with its fiery heat. His mate's lifeless body lay in front of him, with his dead newborn pup curled up under her. Tears seem to be on the verge of falling. But he knew he couldn't cry, because he is no more than a beast. Preyed by humans who harnessed weaponry on them, what more can they do than run. At the end, the humans still poached them all.
He heard more gunshots firing. He glanced at his mate one last time before turning and running as fast as he can. Away from the humans. Away from the burning chaos. Away from... home.
After what seem to be forever, he no longer heard any noises. As he skidded to a halt, he realised the ground beneath him was a green hue. It was grass. He had ran far enough to arrive at a large jungle terrain. Alone and tired, he could not go on. He collapsed wearily as he closed his eyes. The eerie, pulsing silence in the forest was weirdly peaceful. This is the end of me. He thought. Suddenly, he felt a new presence of someone. Or something.
As he reopened his eyes, a peculiar looking lion stood firmly in front of him. The creature stared back at him with his bright coloured eyes. They had a glint in them that shone of intelligence. Slow but steady, the creature asked softly, " If you could save your homeland, would you do anything?" He looked at that lion. For a reason, those words tug on his heart strongly as he was torn between the choice of agreeing or giving up.
He chose to agree. Nodding weakly, his faithful memories of his homeland unfurled in his mind like a monochrome slideshow. He cannot lose his home anymore. No more. The creature put on a grin so wide, as he passed him a small strange bottle containing some dense liquid. He slowly reached out towards the mysterious bottle before gulping it down. That's when something happened. He started transforming. He felt his body muscles rippled with a tingling sensation. Its as if he had became a totally new personality.
A reminiscent word appeared in his mind. Glowing vibrantly, it was acknowledged as "Aeko". Like an intoxicating chant, the word seem to lodge itself deep within the memories of him. He knew that this would be his new name. Aeko. The meaning of peace and clarity. It was perfect.
Refreshed and stronger, Aeko stood up . And with a deep breath, he roared towards the sky. A roar that shook the whole ground.
Aeko is reborned. And he will save his homeland and partners with this new power. He swear, to avenge his sacrificed brethrens and abolishing the humans from their hunting spree.
Canada wrote:
congrats!!
but question;
is there going to be any runner-ups? c:
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