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My Second in Command Name: Kleio Meaning: "Glory". Age: Twelve Years Gender: Female Rank: Second in Command Desired Rank: Elder, or Death Appearance:  Kleio is a lioness who is past her prime, and well into the ages that would lead to her retirement. Although, unlike some, or most, elders, her body has treated her well with age. Constant use has allowed her to remain somewhat fit and strong, and her mind remains sharp, whereas some deteriorate. She’s not quite as tall and powerful as she once was, she rarely stands at her full height any more, but her full height is a towering 3.7 feet. In her prime, she weighed somewhere around the solid 380 pounds, but has, since, dropped to around 300 pounds. In her younger years, her body was packed with muscle, her chest being broad and her entire stance being powerful. She still radiates power, but she is not the great, mighty creature that she once was. The hue of her coat has changed little over the years, remaining a lovely color of golden-tan. Some parts of it have gotten lighter or darker, respectively, throughout her lifetime, but not enough to make her a completely different lioness to when she was younger in terms of appearance. The main aspects of her that have changed is the darker grey on the sides of her muzzle and head, alongside a pale golden-cream chest and underbelly. Her eyes are a pale orange-olive hue, a mix of the color of the sun and the pale green plants. Personality: Kleio is many things. She is complicated, intricate, a network of emotions and traits that make up the Second in Command that make her fit for her role within the pride. Age may have dampened her body's capibilities, but it has failed to dampen her mind. She remains a steady creature in the pride, standing proud in her role. She's a dependable figure, both to those personally close to her, and to the rest of the pride. She is dependable as both a leader, and someone to talk to if they need her to be. She strives to remain as such, even after she's retired. Young lions will need elders to guide them on their way through life, and she wants to be one of those elders. In a similar fashion, the lioness is loyal and selfless. She would give up her life to defend the pride without a second thought, would put herself in harms way if it meant protecting another member of her pride, or someone she cared about. Once you have her loyalty, it is practically unwavering, and she is someone who would stand beside you through thick and thin, someone who would answer to your every beck and call, do everything to please you. Once you have her loyalty, you have her as an entire creature, likely for the rest of your life. Even if you mess up, she would do her best to understand that, to see past it. You have to really mess up for her to even consider switching loyalties. Kleio is a being, like many lionesses, of a protective nature. She is perhaps bolder than most, more daring, more ferocious and commanding, but every lion and lioness has an underlying protectiveness, whether they realize it or not. They would all protect what they think is theirs, and her protective trait is just, perhaps, a little more pronounced than others. It works well alongside the passionate, loud, fiery side of her. The side that comes out when it needs to from the, otherwise quieter and observant, lioness. The loud part of her could be considered brutish at times, shoving her opinion and words down your throat if you just aren't getting it. If she needs to force you to co-operate with her orders, she's not afraid of doing so. She tries to never give an order that she doesn't believe in, that she wouldn't follow if she was given it by a higher-up. Having a quieter side doesn't take away from her boldness, though. She offers her opinion and thoughts often, often without it being asked of her. Her input is given freely, her words spewing forth. But quantity doesn't take away from their quality, and she's still someone worth listening to. If you ask a specific question, you could get valuable wisdom, or you could get rambling about some other topic for a few minutes. It's a gamble, but a worthwhile one to some people. Similarly, she is brave. She knows that bravery is not the absence of fear, but continuing to do something if you are afraid. She does her best to push past fear, to continue to do what she needs to do, no matter how much it hurts her. She is respectful. To who? Everyone that she thinks deserves respect. It's a two-way street, in her mind. If someone isn't being respectful to her, they sure as hell won't get respect from her. She'll show respect to those that have earned it, and give extra respect to higher-ups that have earned her respect. Of course, she believes in giving respect to those higher than you at all times, but if they haven't earned it than she'd give nothing but the baseline. Crush: None Mate: None, deceased Cubs: Semi-open to having adult cubs, PM me Vilma is an adult daughter. Other: Credit for Images: robbobert on DA. Stock Images. |
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My Guardian Name: Vilma Meaning: "Determined Protector". Age: Six Gender: Female Rank: [Temporary] Guardian Desired Rank: Huntress--wouldn't say no to a promotion, but otherwise is content Appearance:  Vilma is a creature of similar stature to what her mother used to be in her prime, but larger. She is broad and powerfully stanced, muscle filling out anything that could be considered soft or cuddly, other than her pelt itself. Every part of her could, perhaps, be described as mean, less-than-lean, and definitely a fighting machine. She stands, when at her full height, at 3'10", making her a monster in terms of size. Perhaps not the largest lioness to exist in the pride, but definitely someone to be careful of pissing off, her weight clocks in at a good 380 pounds. She is in the midst of her prime, and her body certainly looks like she is. Her coat is gold, perhaps a rusty shade of gold. It is dark, looking not unlike her dam’s coat. Truly, Vilma may very well be an exact replica of what Kleio was in her youth. Her coat is neither long nor short, not too fluffy and not thin enough to consider her sickly. It is an amount of fluff that could cushion against her muscle whilst cuddling, especially on her chest and underside. Her lower hind legs have a light spotted patterning, similar to a cub, that have not left her since her own juvenile times, and her chest has a light golden hue. It is not quite light enough to be considered cream, but definitely light enough to see the slight shift in shades. It extends downwards into an underbelly, and up to make the underside of her jaw lighter than the rest of her. Her eyes are a fiery, bright hue of topaz. Personality: Passionate, stubborn and fiesty are just a few words that can quite easily describe the lioness. When she believes something, in someone or something, or that something is right or wrong, Vilma throws her everything into believing that. She's confident in herself and her opinions, putting them out there with little worry or concern for how others around her feel about them. If they don't like them, they can leave her alone, simple as that. There's very few that can even begin to change her beliefs about something, purely due to how much of herself she gives to believing in who she believes in. Vilma can be loud. She speaks up if something bothers her, if she thinks this or that aren't being taken care of, if she thinks that something needs to be done better. Truly a trait that she got from her mother, if something is bothering her, the lioness is going to speak up and she's not going to be shy about doing that. If something bothers those close to her, she's going to speak up on their behalf, even if she's paid it no thought. If ignored, Vilma simply gets louder until another physically can't ignore her any longer. She's stubborn in that manner, and many more, and simply won't give up. She's stubborn in more ways, too. Once she's set her mind on something, it's difficult to deter her. Near impossible, if you will. Similarly, if she's decided to believe in someone, to trust in someone, to be loyal to someone, it's very difficult to make her see them in a different light. You have to know exactly how to say it to her, exactly how to show it to her, so that she'll go away and think it over again instead of following those she trusts. It's hard to get her trust, but once you have it, she trusts you with everything. For those close to her, Vilma wants to be trustworthy, and she is. She would keep a secret locked away in her heart for eternity, would stand beside you in every confrontation, would be someone that was there for you when you needed her to be. If you needed someone to vent to, she's there, if you needed advice, she would do her damn best to give it to you, if you needed someone to go fight your battles for you, Vilma is damn well going to go to war for you. She's protective and, at times, can have quite a short temper. She's protective of what's hers. Her cubs, her mate, her land, her pride, whatever is hers, whatever she has claimed, she'll defend it to her death, and try to defend it from even beyond the grave. If you try to hurt who or what is hers, try to separate her from them, she can grow irritated, aggressive even, and her being a lioness of a short temper isn't exactly out of character or unheard of, either. To her cubs, Vilma is a devoted mother. She lets them do their own thing for the most part, but the moment that they need someone to lean on, the moment they need someone to protect them, to shelter them, to stand up for them, Vilma is there. She'll let her cubs play with each other, with her paw or her tail, she'll let them run around on the rocks and jump between them and, hell, even get hurt sometimes to learn not to do something (you can't tell a child not to do something, they'll do it anyway). But the moment her cubs are calling for her? The moment she hears their calls of pain or fear? If you are the cause of those cries? You're going to see a side of the lioness that nobody ever wants to see of a mother. She's there for them, she's present in their lives, but she refuses to loom over her cubs' shoulders. She wants them to know that she's there, that she's always going to be there for them, that they can come to her with little problems, with big problems, with problems that are, perhaps, small to her, but big to them. She wants to be the mother that her own mother was not.  Crush: None, maybe open Mate: None Cubs: Open to three more cubs, sired by Kamau > Titilayo, her 2 month old cub with Kamau > Kali, her 2 month old cub with Kamau Other: Credit for Images: Svenimal on DA. Stock Images. |
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My Defender Name: Koen Meaning: "Bold, Daring". Age: TBD Gender: Male Rank: Defender Desired Rank: Content Appearance:  Koen is a creature who could very easily be considered an oddity in the feline world. He is abnormally large, not unlike his brother, at nearly 4.5 feet tall, and a solid 557 pounds. He is solidly built, hoarding masses of muscle beneath his skin. He has a large head and broad figure, gigantic paws fitting into the rest of the hefty brute. He is filled out and powerful-looking, and some might even consider him a handsome fellow. The coat of the lion makes him even more of an oddity. It is a hue of creamy-white, marking him as a leucistic feline. He is not albino, as he doesn’t have the pink paw pads, pink nose or the pink eyes, but he is still considered a “white lion” due to the defect. He has a large mane of an equally pale coloration adorning his figure, hiding some of the scars from his younger years along his neck and shoulders, but doing little to hide the marks on the rest of his body. A very prominent scar is one on the left side of his face, right next to his eye. It was an attempt to blind him that failed, and is one of many marks upon his figure. His eyes, like many leucistic lions, are a pale shade of blue, rather than the average orangey-shade of other lions eyes. Personality: Koen could be described as a creature that is both simple and complex. At first, he may appear to be ‘basic’, and, in truth, some parts of him are, but as one gets to know him, they will see the intricate parts of him that weave together the pale lion. They will see the quieter nature give way to jokes and playing, the hard stares crumble beneath something full of warmth. The male is quiet by nature, words being soft when they are spoken. With strangers, or creatures that he simply dislikes, he may be near silent, if not completely so. With those that he enjoys the company of, or someone that he has known for quite some time, he may utter jokes and jabs, tell stories or simply attempt to make conversation. Reserved wouldn’t be the way to describe him, if he thinks something requires his opinion or his voice then he certainly isn’t afraid to lend it, but perhaps soft, or peaceful, would be more like him. Whilst it may take a while to gain his loyalty, once Koen has decided you’ve earned it, it’s difficult to get rid of. He’s a brute that would stand beside you at all costs, and you have to really fuck up for him to question where his loyalties lay. In a similar fashion, Koen is very protective of what is his. This could be his brother, his cubs, his mate, his land--whatever the case, Koen might even be borderline possessive. What’s his is his, and he won’t take at all kindly to another trying to take it from him, or harming those that he regards as his. In terms of those he loves fighting, or arguing, or whatever the case, Koen may leave it for a little bit--he knows what it is to have someone step in on his arguments, knows the irritation, and so he leaves it until he believes that he must step in, or until they are done and he can approach the offending party in a calmer environment. Whilst he might not try to be, the pale brute can be rather... intimidating. It’s not as if he makes an effort to be, but the quiet way he moves, his hard stares, partnered with his large size, could make him seem intimidating, despite his calmer, more respectful nature.  Crush: Maybe Mate: None Cubs: Open to having sired more cubs, PM me. > [Blank], his two month old cub with Nkosazana. Other: Credit for Images: HOTNStock on DA. Stock Images. |
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My Heir  Name: Ziba Meaning: "Army; Fight; Strength" Age: Six Gender: Female Rank: Heir Desired Rank: Queen Appearance:  Ziba, although not a small creature, is not the largest lioness to exist. She stands at 3.8 feet at the shoulder, physique sinewy beneath her coat. She is muscular, not someone to be thought of as physically weak or slight. Whilst her body might not be particularly broad or noticeably too much bulkier than average, Ziba is certainly not a lioness to be described as dainty or frail. Her coat is a golden-tan color, leaning more towards the golden shades. The tips of her hairs seem to have a slight grey tint, giving her an almost silvery outline in some lights. The darker hues of her coat are still plainly seen, though, and when she’s in direct sunlight, it’s almost as if she radiates the rich hue of her pelt. Her chest is a creamier shade, rising up to the underside of her throat and jaw, and down into a paler underbelly. Not shown in the images is the scars that adorn her figure. Although not quite an elder, she has a good few years left, Ziba is not the young lioness that she once was. Her body is not clear of scars and old wounds, and she’s had her fair share of muck-ups whilst on hunts or in fights. It’s not so much that it drags all attention away from the rest of her, but there’s enough of them to bring acknowledgement that she’s experienced. Her eyes are a mixture of a pale orange and olive, something being a mixture of the shades or switching between them depending on how the lighting hits them. Her scent is a rich, earthy smell, like the smell that the dirt released when one was digging mixed with the scent that floated into the air when it rained. Personality:  Ziba is one of many traits--some inherited, others learned over time, applied in different situations in the form of ‘masks’. By nature, she is quiet and observant, a little reserved and off to the side. She is one to appear and disappear as quickly as a breeze rises and dies, moving with the same quietness. She thinks more than she speaks, offering what wisdom has accumulated in her mind if someone were merely to ask. Perhaps friendly would not be the way to describe her, but unapproachable isn’t the word that comes to mind either. Maybe it could be worded in a way to say that she is approachable in the way that quiet people are--they sit and they listen, they do not speak, they allow one to vent until their thoughts, opinions and advice are asked of. Friendly? No. Approachable with your problems? Yes, definitely. The most common ‘mask’ these days is the one of the Heir, or Future Queen. She dons it in the presence of the pride, a fierce and protective soon-to-be-leader. The traits of the mask have melded somewhere with her own, offering her a determination that she hadn’t grasped as a younger lioness. Once she’s set her mind on something, there’s very little to deter her. Likewise, in her protectiveness, there is almost nothing the lioness wouldn’t do. She is bold and dangerous, although still quiet and holding that reserved quality. She is resolute and ferocious in the way she acts, willing to put herself and her body on the line for her pride. She wants to lead, not with an iron paw, but with an aura that offers power and, sometimes, encouragement. At times, rare times, one might see the Heir be softer. Her walls may lower for a split second, the thorns that adorn the roses in her mind turn their edges blunt, and the pride may see a different side--a warmer side, a calmer side. A side that is soft like a flower, instead of hard and cold like icebergs or ferocious and protective like a fueled blaze. Admittedly, some members of the pride see this side more often than others. Namely, her family, and perhaps a future mate. They see the softer eyes, the warmer heart, the gentler side of her that is rare. All of that being said, Ziba is not a pushover. She may be quiet, may be soft at times, but she is still ferocious and fierce--she is still an Heir. She knows her rank, and she knows it well, and she has never allowed disrespect shown towards her, or any other pride members. ‘Treat others as you wish to be treated’ was what she grew up with, and is the message she has tried to instill within those around her over the years. She often steps between disagreements, before it gets too loud or descends to blows, and tries to get it to settle peacefully. But as ‘open’ as she may seem with the pride, there is much that not many members know. She is still reserved, even if she is required by rank to voice her opinions. She takes a while to trust someone fully--and, of course, if you break that trust? With Ziba, you get no second chances.  Crush: None, perhaps Mate: None Cubs: Open to two ten month old cubs, sired by Kamau Other: Nothing Credit for Images: robbobert on DA. Stock Images. |
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My Cub
Name:
Titilayo
Meaning "Eternal Happiness" Age:
2 Months Gender:
Female Rank:
Cub Desired Rank:
She isn't sure. Appearance:
Titilayo is a small little cub, a bit smaller than her siblings. She stands at maybe 9 inches, but it's hard to tell. Her weigh is also lighter to, weighing maybe 12-13 lbs maximum, likely right after she ate too. With her tiny size, the petite female stands out against her siblings for more than one reason, much to her disliking. The youth also catches eyes because of her unique coat color, something she has undoubtedly inherited through her father's bloodline.
Like her uncle, Koen, she is considered a "white lion" because of her pale colored coat that has little more than a creamy pigment all together. The only different coloring is a bit of light red-brown color on her ears and highlights to her features. Her nose is pink, as are her paw pads, while her tail tip is the same blonde color as her coat is. The youthful cub carries a pair of unique minty blue-green eyes.
As she ages, and matures into an adult, Titilayo's size will improve, maxing out at about 3.2 feet tall, and weighing about 320 lbs at most. This makes her smaller than many of the lionesses in her pride, but not so much that she can't hold her own in things. Her voice will be a lower octave, something soft and soothing to hear, and her scent becomes something like jasmine.
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Titilayo is a cub who makes life easy for her parents, for the most part. She is polite and quite, naturally shy in nature. She isn't the type to wander off on purpose or cause trouble for others. In fact, the cub prefers to be by her parents' sides. She finds she is much more uncomfortable when she doesn't have them guarding her. Since the female is so frail, fragile really, she feels safest when she is with her parents. Ti knows they would never let anything happen to her.
Once she is a bit comfortable, she does like to play with other cubs, or with her parents. She isn't as curious as other cubs, often trying to see things that interest her from a distance. A safe distance. She is cautious by nature, wary of strangers, but not in an aggressive way. Much more of a "run and hide" way. Honestly, the cub's confidence is a bit lacking, but not so much that it's detrimental to her health.
Titilayo is definitely a very sweet cub though, and she hasn't yet developed any sort of mean bone in her body. Things will change as she grows, though, her confidence and strength building. Her sweetness will turn into compassion, but she will grow to have a bit of sassy side that blooms with her confidence. But, for now, she hasn't started to develop that side of her yet. Instead she is currently more of a pleaser, aiming to make those around her happy. Crush:
Nah. Mate:
Check back in a few years. Cubs:
Heckin Nah Other:She is the daughter of Vilma & Kamau.She gets her coat color from her dad's bloodline, her uncle Koen sharing the trait.
Her as an Adult:
Credit for all Images belongs to Dark-Wolfs-Stock on DA. Stock Images.
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The Advisor [Name] Neema meaning: born in prosperity [Age] Twelve [Gender] Femme [Rank] Advisor [Desired Rank] Death [Appearance] [credit for all goes to Svenimal on da] Neema is an average lioness, standing at 3.3 feet and weighing 280 lbs. Like the other lionesses of higher status, Neema is past her prime and deteriorating. Her face and body remain young in terms of appearance, but Neema could tell one otherwise. Her joints grow stiffer with each passing day, her left shoulder has begun to bother her, and she sometimes walks with a limp. However, that does not stop her from pulling her weight in the pride. She is still full of wisdom and grace, but it isn't like it used to be. She has shrunk, lost weight, and has begun to enjoy several naps throughout the day. While she still has muscle, like everything else, it has deteriorated. She may not be powerful in body, but her mind is still there, and it makes up for what she lacks in physical strength. Her coat remains a dark tan colour, almost orange. However, some parts have greyed. Her muzzle has silvered, as has her chest. Neema still appears young in terms of her coat. It remains healthy and typical, but it has begun to gray even more as time passes. Her eyes remain a bright yellow. [Personality] Neema is wise beyond belief. She seems to know the answers to everything and is a good storyteller as well. However, the pain she is experiencing in her joints and her body ailing her has made her a bit of a grouch over the years. Most things that used to be tolerable to her now make her anger surge. Most days, she prefers to sit by herself and be left alone, however, she does still hold a soft spot for certain individuals in the pride. One must catch her in a good mood if they wish for her help on something because otherwise, Neema would snap out a rude comment before limping away. She is very bold, stubborn, and opinionated. She is the old woman who isn't afraid to call somebody out for their wrongdoings. Bully somebody? Neema will insert herself in the middle and pound you on the head. Disrespect another? Neema will offer a slap across the face. In truth, Neema is getting older, and that has caused her to be more reckless. She has a new mindset where she is able to do whatever she wants because she's going to die soon anyway, so what does it matter? However, despite her aching bones, Neema refuses help from everybody. Ask if she needs to lean on you for support and she will downright chase you out of the pride (granted, she may be slow, but it will happen). She is angry, annoyed all the time, and mostly rude to anybody that speaks to her unless it's a higher-up. Then, she grows nicer. She respects them, especially the Queen. After all, she has helped her when in need, and she has done so for years. Despite knowing she's old, she refuses to be seen as an old bat who is absolutely useless, so often, Neema tends to overwork herself to prove that she could still help the pride, though she always regrets it the next day when her legs begin to cramp from being strained. [Crush] No [Mate] No [Cubs] Open [Other] |
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[credit for the one above goes to Svenimal on da] [Name] Kasim meaning: controller of anger [Age] Seven [Gender] Male [Rank] Defender [Desired Rank] Content, but isn't against moving up [Appearance] [credit for all goes to Fotostyle-Schindler on DA] A powerful male, Kasim stands at 4.3 feet tall and weighs around 530 lbs. He has several muscles spanning around his body and walks with pride and strength. He has an intimidating body, and he would be more so if his face weren't always filled with happiness and charm. His pelt is a darker colour, almost brown in certain areas, but it is his mane that is most impressive. Long, thick, poofy, and ranging in colour, this feature is one of Kasim's most prideful features. It is what adds to his powerful body, making him appear stronger, more muscular, and taller than he actually is. As a bonus, his mane is hardly ever matted or appears filthy. Even his ears are covered up by his monstrosity of a mane. His mane's sudden switch in colouration is yet another impressive feature. His first dark golden colour does not fade into the second browner but switches abruptly. This darker brown is the majority of his mane, taking up more than half of the colour and ending at the middle of his underbelly. His tail tip is the same colouration of the dark brown seen on his mane. There is additionally a single streak of dark brown in the middle of his mane at the very top of his head. His nose is a dark liver in colouration, and his eyes are a golden brown. [Personality] Goofy and charming are Kasim's main traits. He enjoys spreading charm and comments around the pride and offering everybody kindness. He ranges more on the extroverted side, often striking up small conversations or checking in on others. He's extroverted, but not in the annoying way where he pesters everybody to death. No, Kasim understands boundaries. He is confident in his every movement and ever so graceful. He walks with pride and strength and devoted to his rank and pride. Kasim is never one to grow angry or go against somebody in a fight unless absolutely necessary, such as if the pride is in danger. He is more peaceful in that sense. He doesn't crave blood or power. Kasim simply goes with the flow. He has a natural kindness to him that makes him very approachable. His intimidating looks are nothing compared to his open aura. He would help somebody in an instance if they need a favour, and hardly ever gets offended or angered if one is rude to him. Granted, he doesn't like to be disrespected, so he is the type to address someone if they act ill towards him, but it would never result in an arguement. Kasim sees himself as better in that manner, for if an argument proceeds, he knows when to walk away before that happens. While he is goofy and charming, he also knows when to become serious. He knows when to put aside his personality and focus on his rank. There are times to be fun, and there are times to get to work, and Kasim knows when to be which side of his personality. He is very loyal to everybody and is also an open book. He isn't afraid to talk about his feelings or give advice to others. He is rather more intelligent than one may think, always inserting his own opinions (out of respect, of course). Kasim is the type to be found playing and entertaining cubs. He would do anything for the pride and anybody he befriends. The lionesses are tired? Hell, he'll go hunt for them for a change. Somebody is hot? He'll go fan them with a leaf or stand near them to block the sun. Somebody is tired? He'll carry them. Kasim is very devoted to everything he does. [Crush] ;) [Mate] None [Cubs] Open [Other] |
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The Cub [Name] Kali meaning: energetic [Age] 2 Months [Gender] Female [Rank] Cub [Desired Rank] Unknown at this Time [Appearance] [credit for all goes to Svenimal on da] wip [Personality] wip [Crush] No [Mate] No [Cubs] No [Other] |
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