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Username: RupturedRaptor
Lion name: Itra
Lion gender: Female
Pride: Wildfire Pride
Pride Status: Fire hunter
How did she get her scar?
Itra jumped over the embers of freshly burnt shrubbery. The situation looked particularly dire.

Within the fire there were lions fighting. The few survivors of her pride had long ago retreated, disappearing into the flaming abyss. Usually her pride dominated over any competition that dared to come close. But this, this was something else. The fire continued to storm across the grasslands, claiming anything that found itself within its path.

A rival lion suddenly jumped out from the fire, seemingly coming from nowhere. He jumped on her, scratching her back in the process. Itra was slammed to the ground with a loud thud. The lion appeared to loose interest in her after that, jumping back into the flames. She paused for a moment, unsure what to do. Itra was aware of the fire creeping closer to her, but she still remained on the ground. Above her a tree branch crackled as the fire burnt through the trunk. Realising that a large branch was about to fall on her Itra made an attempt to move. The branch fell, trapping her leg. The branch was covered in smaller thorny branches which dug into her skin. She let out a roar in pain as she attempted to move. She was stuck.

Determined to escape the grasp of the branch before the fire claimed her life Itra struggled to break free. She managed to manoeuvre her leg around slightly, although not without great pain. Thankfully she somehow hadn't broken her leg, but part of the branch had dug deep into her skin. Attempting to move caused great pain as she dragged her leg desperately through the sharp branch, causing an even worse wound. But what else could she do? The fire was moving closer.

With one last pull and a lot of effort Itra managed to free herself, but not without damage. The lion and the branch had left her badly wounded. She picked herself up and made a dash towards a closing exit. From there she ran with all the energy she had left. She was running towards a decently sized rock. A single Zebra has taken refuge there, but otherwise the rock was unoccupied.

The zebra stood its ground and wouldn't move, but Itra managed to claim a small spot at the edge of the rock. She lay there licking her wounds, much to the horror of the zebra, who was terrified for its life but also too afraid to leap into the fire. Itra had no interest in hunting the creature at the time. The two of them remained there until the fire eventually burnt out.

As time went by most of Itra's less serious wounds healed over and disappeared, but the lion scratches and the large wound from the branch formed a rather striking scar.

To adopt this lioness, tell me how she got her scar. Be creative! Writing requirement of at least 50 words.

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Lion name:[/b]
[b]Lion gender:[/b] Lioness/Female
[b]Pride:[/b]link to thread
[b]Pride Status:[/b]
[b]How did she get her scar?[/b]

[acronymm]

Username: Acronymm
Lion name: Osiría
Lion gender: Lioness/Female
Pride: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4147457&hilit=Vok#p126527331
Pride Status: The Mage's Apprentice (or the Mage)
How did she get her scar? (I tried to be creative, I just woke up cx!)

Osiría mixed two glistening elixirs together, gently swirling them together. Blue and pink swirled together, letting out small pops and crackles. "I see I've found a new recipe..." She murmured, setting down her stirrer and taking out a small book. "I mixed together.." She nudged the two now empty bottles onto their sides so she could read their labels. "Healing and searing? Oops..." She muttered. The blue had a plus sign on it, the pink had a, she didn't even know what it was. A flame? A spark? "Oh well. At least I found a new recipe!" She laughed, dismayed at the fact she had to make more healing elixirs and waste her herb supply. As she turned away, her tail caught the handle of the cauldron. With a sizzle, it spilt, landing on the floor and splashing on her hindquarters. The elixir crackled, causing blisters on her fur and leaving a jagged scar in it's wake. Osiría quickly grabbed waterlogged moss and dabbed at it, clenching her teeth. "Well, now I know what it does." She sighed, cleaning up the floor and straightening her cauldron. Her scar always radiated warmth now, often glowing. What a clumsy girl...

"Osiría? What in Maahes* name is that?!" The pride leader, Inkoskí asked, concerned. "Oh, potion spill." She laughed. Will he be angry at me? I know the last Mage was his friend, he taught we well when he passed, but will I be good enough? Troubled thoughts ran about in her head. "Osiría?" Inkoskí asked, waving a claw at her. "Oh- yes sorry. I was... I was thinking. What did you say?" Inkoskí's tail twitched in amusement. "Nevermind, go get some rest." He murmured, gazing at the jagged scar one last time before turning away and bounding towards his den.

(Extra fact <3 Maahes* was an ancient Egyptian lion-headed god of war, whose name means "he who is true beside her". He was seen as the son of the Creator god Ptah, as well as the feline goddess (Bast in Lower Egypt or Sekhmet in Upper Egypt) whose nature he shared. Maahes was a deity associated with war, protection, and weather)

[.Hailey.]

Username: Hailey_Lovegrove
Lion name: Namibia
Lion Gender: female
Pride: Here
Pride status: Head Huntress
How did she get her scar: Namibia was out hunting when a large Python sprang from a tree and strapped its self on to her rear end. This was no ordinary python. This python had harnessed the power of fire and burned Namibia's fur and right through her skin, killing the necessary cells to regenerate her fur. This left a devastating scar...

[Raptocidic]

Username: RupturedRaptor
Lion name: Itra
Lion gender: Female
Pride: Wildfire Pride
Pride Status: Fire hunter
How did she get her scar?
Itra jumped over the embers of freshly burnt shrubbery. The situation looked particularly dire.

Within the fire there were lions fighting. The few survivors of her pride had long ago retreated, disappearing into the flaming abyss. Usually her pride dominated over any competition that dared to come close. But this, this was something else. The fire continued to storm across the grasslands, claiming anything that found itself within its path.

A rival lion suddenly jumped out from the fire, seemingly coming from nowhere. He jumped on her, scratching her back in the process. Itra was slammed to the ground with a loud thud. The lion appeared to loose interest in her after that, jumping back into the flames. She paused for a moment, unsure what to do. Itra was aware of the fire creeping closer to her, but she still remained on the ground. Above her a tree branch crackled as the fire burnt through the trunk. Realising that a large branch was about to fall on her Itra made an attempt to move. The branch fell, trapping her leg. The branch was covered in smaller thorny branches which dug into her skin. She let out a roar in pain as she attempted to move. She was stuck.

Determined to escape the grasp of the branch before the fire claimed her life Itra struggled to break free. She managed to manoeuvre her leg around slightly, although not without great pain. Thankfully she somehow hadn't broken her leg, but part of the branch had dug deep into her skin. Attempting to move caused great pain as she dragged her leg desperately through the sharp branch, causing an even worse wound. But what else could she do? The fire was moving closer.

With one last pull and a lot of effort Itra managed to free herself, but not without damage. The lion and the branch had left her badly wounded. She picked herself up and made a dash towards a closing exit. From there she ran with all the energy she had left. She was running towards a decently sized rock. A single Zebra has taken refuge there, but otherwise the rock was unoccupied.

The zebra stood its ground and wouldn't move, but Itra managed to claim a small spot at the edge of the rock. She lay there licking her wounds, much to the horror of the zebra, who was terrified for its life but also too afraid to leap into the fire. Itra had no interest in hunting the creature at the time. The two of them remained there until the fire eventually burnt out.

As time went by most of Itra's less serious wounds healed over and disappeared, but the lion scratches and the large wound from the branch formed a rather striking scar.

[Alckatraz]

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[byyrde]

Username: byyrde
Lion name: cassiopia
Lion gender: female [lioness]
Pride: starpond pride
Pride Status: deputy
How did she get her scar?
cassiopia followed closely behind her mentor, trying to learn the ways of the hunt on what was her first outing beyond the pride territory. she watched quietly as the more experienced lioness ahead of her stalked along, following the african water buffalo that would hopefully be their next meal. the creature had unintentionally broken off from the herd, and seemed to know that it was in danger. it acted anxiously, stamping its feet and braying, although the lions kept quiet and waited for the right moment to strike.
"cass." purred the older lioness, turning back to face her pupil. "you should stay back for this one, i don't want you getting hurt."
cassiopia was annoyed at the thought. she had already been selected by the young prince to act as his future queen, and she didn't feel the need to be as cautious as her mentor had said. "i don't need your permission." she spat back. the older lioness flattened her ears in response, and bared her teeth slightly.
i'm serious. don't do anything stupid."
further angered by the lioness's insistence, cass pushed past her mentor, growing ever closer to the agitated buffalo. it swayed its head, and she could see its nostrils flaring with anger and fear. in that moment. the snap of a twig from the other side of the brush alerted the animal, and it turned around to face the sound, leaving its flank wide open for attack. or at least, so far as cass thought. as she sat up on her haunches preparing to leap, she heard the voice of her mentor one last time.
"cassiopia, don't-"
it was too late. the impetuous young lioness pounced on the back of the buffalo, catching it by surprise. it bucked wildly, and the young cass quickly lost her grip, thrown to the ground by the much larger animal. it whirled around to face her, then proceeded to swing its wide horns at her. she attempted to dodge out of the way, but there was little cass could do as the buffalo caught the edge of her hip with one tip of its horn, managing to shear down her leg and throw her into the nearby brush. the other lionesses chased it off, unable to perform the catch, then helped cass back to the pride's territory.
upon her arrival, when the prince caught sight of his damaged future queen, he refused her on the spot. her injury had damaged her beautiful fur, and further affected her ability to run. he took a new queen, and left cassiopia unceremoniously to heal. unable to get around without a limp, cassiopia waited until she was strong enough to walk without help and left her pride, angry at them for betraying her, but even angrier at herself for getting into that mess in the first place.

cassiopia eventually happened upon vega out in the plains, she took the lioness's offer of a place to sleep and food to eat, and managed to find a place for herself in starpond. she is one of the founding members, and her experience with the water buffalo has left her more cautious than ever before, making her a careful and strategic deputy who helps vega in various starpond pride affairs.

[GrimmKitty]

||Username||
GrimmKitty

||Lion name||
Hawk Of The Sky aka Hawk

||Lion gender||
Lioness/Female

||Pride||
Winter's Bane

||Pride Status||
Queen

||How did she get her scar?||
(Winter's Bane aka Bane)

A gentle icy breeze brushed through her soft brown fur as she watched the approaching darkness. Bane nuzzled her shoulder affectionately,"I love you, you know that, right?" his gruff voice warmed her heart. Letting out a purr she licked his scarred face reassuringly,"No need to be afraid, we have faced these creatures many times." He sighed, unconvinced and was about to speak further but was interrupted by a shrill screech. Hawk's ears flicked forward and her body tensed as the enemy approached. Long distorted limbs reached through the darkness, unnatural against the beautiful snow as she crouched down snarling.

Her beloved mate crashed into battle, taking down one with his mighty claws but was struck down by the second creature before he could defend himself. She felt her body move on it's own accord, racing to Bane's form in the snow, her heart raced with fear. Hawk leapt in front of her mate just as the creature brought down it's twisted paw. A searing pain raced through her body, the creature's claws had sliced open her leg. Before the creature could strike again, Bane roared and took it down swiftly before turning to his mate,"My love..."

Letting out a purr she leaned against him for support,"You worry too much. I'm fine, my beloved."
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[.henloimmabirb.]

Username: RupturedRaptor
Lion name: Itra
Lion gender: Female
Pride: Wildfire Pride
Pride Status: Fire hunter
How did she get her scar?
Itra jumped over the embers of freshly burnt shrubbery. The situation looked particularly dire.

Within the fire there were lions fighting. The few survivors of her pride had long ago retreated, disappearing into the flaming abyss. Usually her pride dominated over any competition that dared to come close. But this, this was something else. The fire continued to storm across the grasslands, claiming anything that found itself within its path.

A rival lion suddenly jumped out from the fire, seemingly coming from nowhere. He jumped on her, scratching her back in the process. Itra was slammed to the ground with a loud thud. The lion appeared to loose interest in her after that, jumping back into the flames. She paused for a moment, unsure what to do. Itra was aware of the fire creeping closer to her, but she still remained on the ground. Above her a tree branch crackled as the fire burnt through the trunk. Realising that a large branch was about to fall on her Itra made an attempt to move. The branch fell, trapping her leg. The branch was covered in smaller thorny branches which dug into her skin. She let out a roar in pain as she attempted to move. She was stuck.

Determined to escape the grasp of the branch before the fire claimed her life Itra struggled to break free. She managed to manoeuvre her leg around slightly, although not without great pain. Thankfully she somehow hadn't broken her leg, but part of the branch had dug deep into her skin. Attempting to move caused great pain as she dragged her leg desperately through the sharp branch, causing an even worse wound. But what else could she do? The fire was moving closer.

With one last pull and a lot of effort Itra managed to free herself, but not without damage. The lion and the branch had left her badly wounded. She picked herself up and made a dash towards a closing exit. From there she ran with all the energy she had left. She was running towards a decently sized rock. A single Zebra has taken refuge there, but otherwise the rock was unoccupied.

The zebra stood its ground and wouldn't move, but Itra managed to claim a small spot at the edge of the rock. She lay there licking her wounds, much to the horror of the zebra, who was terrified for its life but also too afraid to leap into the fire. Itra had no interest in hunting the creature at the time. The two of them remained there until the fire eventually burnt out.

As time went by most of Itra's less serious wounds healed over and disappeared, but the lion scratches and the large wound from the branch formed a rather striking scar.

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[acronymm]

Good luck everyone! ❤️

[GrimmKitty]

congrats!♡