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High Queen
Birth stats:397
Year 15: 1044 Level 21
Mother: Abimbola http://www.lioden.com/territory_lion.php?id=156599950000
Father: Taergal the Wanderer http://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=36600
2/22/15
Marmalade and her siblings are born on this day, and Jocelyn has predicted that two will be future rulers. James lovingly accepts them into the pride, even though they are not his, Abimbola is his mate Abena's eldest daughter, and these are by default his grandchildren, of sorts. Little did anyone know that the High Queen Abena's White Angola Ladies would choose this fiery little girl as the next High Queen.
2/27/15
The lioness with Marmalade is a girl recently found in the wild, known as Pandora. She is the young future High Queen's companion as well as guardian, and they are very fond of one another. She was assigned today, for Marmalade is four months now, and will begin to explore away from the safety of her mother.
6/30/15
Eight years old. Wow. Pandora never expected her sweet little Marmalade to grow up so quickly. They are still close, and Pandora guards her every hunting trip, for fear of an attack like happened to Amara. She is very proud of her Marmalade, for being such a great leader. Marmalade is very loyal, and loves King James greatly. She is filled with pride that her brother, Four, will become the next King, and hopes he will take the name of their current one. Marmalade, Gold, and Amara II are as close as ever, and she hopes they all will continue to be far into their brother's rule.
12/16/16
Just when Marmalade thought her time on this earth would soon be up - and just when she had born a marvelous litter of four little girls -, she was visited by spirits in her sleep. 'Marmalade.' They uttered in whispers and echos. 'Look at us.' Her eyes opened, blue and green irises squinting to adjust to the glowing blue spirits surrounding her. She looked around, slightly afraid, and realized she wasn't in her own den besides James, but besides a rushing river. Five spirits of lionesses stood in front of her, the river to their left. 'The life of a queen is short.' Said the one in the center, her voice soft. The lioness directly to her left smiled faintly, 'Too short.' The one to the middle right chuffed, shaking her head slightly. Marmalade stared in confusion, her old eyes not understanding what she saw. "What, what is all of this? Please, if you're here to take me, to kill me, just do it! My daughters have had me for near a year, they and my pride can manage without me." She held her head high, tail raised, gaze wavering slightly but voice firm.
The spirit lionesses chuckled. 'Silly High Queen. You are not here to die.' Says the lioness to the far left, her voice raspy. The lioness to the far raises her head, piercing green flame eyes staring at Marmalade's green and blue ones. 'You come here to live.' The middle lioness padded forwards, slowly circling Marmalade. 'You have been chosen, young one.' Her flickering face is expressionless as she completes a lap, and a second lioness starts circling Marmalade in the opposite direction. 'Don't counter us with a claim of full life. You have much longer to live.' The third started when they reached half-circle, the same direction as the first. 'Thanks to us.' She pressed, soft voice full of pressure. The fourth followed immediately after in the opposite direction. 'Much, much longer.' The raspy voice chuckled. Marmalade's head swam with confusion as the green-eyed spirit stepped through the continuously spinning circle, her voice flowing with the rushing river. 'We are making you immortal, Marmalade. You will rule these lands for all of time.' As these words were uttered, Marmalade felt breaths on her ears, and a chill ran down her spine as stars spun before her eyes. The sound of the river drowned her, and she woke up with a gasp back in her own den. James III slept contentedly beside her, his breathing even and his heartbeat strong against hers. She looked around with a clarity her eyes had not had in years, and noted her paws had none of the wrinkles she had developed recently.
"I'm... young again..." She whispered to herself. "I'll rule forever..."
1/9/17
"Powdered Darkness did WHAT?!" The High Queen hissed, her muzzle in a heavyset snarl. Her tail curled angrily over her back, and her eldest daughter cringed before her. "She declared us overbearing, and took a third of the pride, ma'am." Marmalade the Second repeated, flattening her ears in fear at her mother's rage. The fiery High Queen snarled, tail lashing as she paced around her den. Green and blue fire sparked from her eyes, and orange fire lined her every pawstep. "How DARE THEY! All we have ever done is been a loving family that has consistently fed us all, and THIS is the payback I get?! THOSE WRETCHED INGRATES!!!" The panther-siamese lioness swatted rocks across the den floor, each of them disintegrating as they rolled away from her angry claws.
Destiny, Felicity and Sleet, all who had been standing at the den entrance shuddered at their mother's ghastly rage. "I want all four of you out of here and on their tail with a squadron of lionesses. NOW!" She ordered, fangs bared. Marmalade II nodded, and turned and bolted, her sisters following suit. The High Queen's eyes narrowed as she looked up at the sky outside. "I'll show them power."
12/21/19
It had been years since the pride divided, and with the crowning of Halogi, grandson of Eternal High Queen Marmalade as James Herondale the Fourth, the Maras and the Naomis reunited as a whole Pride again. Now, her ancestors whispered to her in her sleep - there would be another lioness made immortal. But who? It drove her mad, not knowing, and with each passing day she grew ever restless.
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