Glas sat down with a thump. "My head hurts. This is too confusing." He stood up and padded over to Ika, stuffing meat into his mouth but still keeping an ear in on the conversation.

Prince glances a the sky. It was, by now, around midnight. (Attempt to get this roleplay re-started.)

''So ... what with this waiting game ? '' She was bored for a while now and the fact that the lezard was able to read her mind wasn't a good thing at all for her.

'Well, we usually eat.There's still some food left, I think." Everyone is eating by now, except for Prince and however-you-spell-it.

( Can I join? :3 I am making two lions, male and female, siblings. )


Name: Ambrose
Age: 3 years, 4 months
Gender: Male
Are they in a pride?: No.
Backstory:
Older brother to Adongo. The two had been together all their lives, even after their mother had, eventually, went back to either her lover or her pride.
Having heard stories of their lineage, Ambrose looked to his sister with worry, she the same. Their mother's pride was religious and spiritual, moving wherever their great kings roared the winds of change. However, the young and rebelious lioness did not understand her pride's ways and bred with a rogue not of her pride's liking. He laughed in the face of their daily rituals, their 'Roaring winds of change', their entire being. Unlike her pride, the young mother did not see that dark part of her mate until he was chased out of the lands. Trying to defend him, she had only her broken pride and heart to blame for her mistakes that had gotten her banished from her pride.
"Do not make the same mistakes that I did my young ones... Follow the winds of change, do not go along the rogue's path." These last words of wisdom beat through Ambrose's heart to this day as the two roam new lands. Shall this young male lead his sister and himself to the pride and true Roaring Winds of Change his mother told him about or will he fail not only himself but his sister as well?
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Having his lion's fill of a kill, the young male lets out a bellowing roar. Maybe it was him claiming this small part of land as his for a time or maybe it was him trying to roar to his ancestors, begging them to lead him and his sister towards the right direction. With a sigh, the male shook his crimson mane, his blue eyes falling on his sister. "We shall stay here for the night..." The male padded over to his sister and nuzzled her, mixing their scents and strengthening a bond that all lone lions, no matter their gender or blood, had to keep to survive. Unlike his sister, the male was able to sit beside her absolutely still as he look out at the horizon. The dry grass baking in the savannah sun, not a lick of wind to rustle his mane.

https://gyazo.com/34c74cf30a68180836e66d740f321e56


Name: Adongo
Age: 3 years, 4 months
Gender: female
Are they in a pride?: No.
Backstory:
Younger sister to Ambrose. The two had been together all their lives, even after their mother had, eventually, went back to either her lover or her pride. Having heard stories of their lineage, Adongo looked to her brother with worry, he the same.
Their mother's pride was religious and spiritual, moving wherever their great kings roared the winds of change. However, the young and rebelious lioness did not understand her pride's ways and bred with a rogue not of her pride's liking. He laughed in the face of their daily rituals, their 'Roaring winds of change', their entire being. Unlike her pride, the young mother did not see that dark part of her mate until he was chased out of the lands. Trying to defend him, she had only her broken pride and heart to blame for her mistakes that had gotten her banished from her pride.
"Do not make the same mistakes that I did my young ones... Follow the winds of change, do not go along the rogue's path." These last words of a broken lioness continuously ring in Adongo's ears to this day as the two roam new lands. Will she follow her mother's broken path or will her brother lead her to their ancestors roar?
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The lioness was gorging herself with the rest of the kill the twosome had made recently. The scent of blood had already lured birds of prey to the kill. She didn't know how her brother could stand to be so calm, he knew they were signs to other beasts that there was food. Even her brother's nuzzle, his mane lightly dragging across her face, didn't calm her. "That would not be wise, brother. We should move on, away from other dangers that roam these lands." Not a word came from the statue that now replaced her brother. The lioness let out a huff and stood, her ears backed to her skull, she glared towards Ambrose's direction as she said, "I'll patrol first then." and before her brother could say anything, the lioness was off.

https://gyazo.com/530a353d3abd44243c99b6964a4961a1

(So, anyone, feel free to encounter a scent of blood (to ambrose) or happen upon a dusty red image (Adongo) <3 )

It will be you and me but sure you can join. I'll make a pride and we can get started. Any existing lions are free to join in if your still interested.

(oooh! Want me to have Adongo happen upon the little one? )

Sure in making more as well.

(Ok!)

Adongo walked the sunbathed lands, patrolling a small mile wide territory around her brother. Unknown to her, Adongo had gotten closer and closer to the small cub. Sniffing the air as a soft wind blew towards her direction, Adongo faced the warm breeze and saw a lump of dark fur along the grown. At first Adongo thought it might be food so the lioness was all too happy to prance up towards the cub. Then the scent caught her, "A cub..." she murmured to herself in disbelief, why would a cub be out by themselves and in a place like this? Looking around, the lioness did not see any feral breeds in view. The lioness took a closer look and put a paw closer to lower her nose to sniff the cub, this being a good lion size or two away. If there was ANY sign of life, the lioness would rush the poor creature to her brother.