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Stud To: http://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=13117 or
First Litter Sired By: http://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=8643
-1 Cub
Second Litter Sired By: http://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=2785
-1 Cub
The Half Blood Princess, Ebony, Daughter Of Zeref.
Her Mother was a simple plains Lioness, no beautiful markings, little power, nothing particularly extravagant or eye catching about her. She came with the rains, sodden, seeking shelter, warmth, and a full belly. Zeref, always too kind hearted for his own good, welcomed her in.
She repaid him with what little she had, herself and soon presented him with a single daughter, black as night. Ebony.
Once the cub was weaned, and independant, her mother disappeared, without so much as a word. Zeref did not question this, nor mourn her loss. Though thankful for a child of his blood, the lioness who bore her was nothing to miss and he had known her presence to be only temporary.
Ebony stood on the outskirts of the pridelands, a gentle wind enveloping her, heavy with the scent of promised rains. She was staring at nothing in particular, silently mourning the loss of her father. She missed him. She missed the way he cared for her, tussled with her, groomed her when she was at her most vulnerable, she missed his kind heart and gentle presence. But most of all she missed how he treated her like a true princess, despite her pedigree. Stirring within her belly drew her attention back to the present, as a first time mother she only had instinct to drive her, even though the other ladies surely would of offered her guidance Ebony had the building need to be alone. Soon. She thought as she continued searching for the perfect place to bring her young into the world.
It was not long before she found what she sought, a thicket in a hidden vivid, flower meadow, her and her father had shared this place on occasion and shared many long talks.. it seemed fitting to birth her young here. Ebony was fearful, sooner or later she would have to present her first borns to the new King, and so help her if they were not to his liking. She lay in the meadow, looking to the stars "Father, don't let him hurt them.. please.." Ebony begged softly, now all she could do is wait for her time.
Ebony paced through the grasses, stirring up dust in her wake, her first born, a daughter of chocolate and white was now almost a lioness grown, and Riddick had already made his intentions for her future clear. Her daughter was to leave, if at 2 years old she showed no promise, she was to be driven from the lands. It made Ebony's heart ache. She was to leave the pride too. But not without a final effort on her part. Her father had fought tooth and claw for every inch of these lands, and she would not allow the last of his blood to be washed away so easily, she had looked to her stars for help, and was answered by a lion with starry pelt that reflected the celestial sky, he was beautiful, breath takingly so, and Ebony offered herself to him in a heartbeat. If Riddick drove her away from the prides, she was determined to atleast leave her bloodline in the form of beautiful starry children that Riddick would not be able to resist. Who would throw him from his throne, and once again, the skychildren of Zeref would rule the lands that were rightfully thiers!
Ebony gazed adoringly at the single bundle of fur tucked between her paws.. she had done it! not to the extent she had desired, but still her prayers had been answered! the tiny daughter, who's opened eyes mirrored the very stars, and who's pelt was speckled with stardust was the answer she had been looking for. Riddick, naturally had come to investigate the new litter, but this time his attention had actually been caught, he and all the lionesses agreed this was a rare little creature, and she would stay.
Ebony had grieved for a long time, her precious star speckled daughter had left the pride, even though it was at her own choosing. The young lioness had claimed the stars had spoken to her and she had to follow a path that would take her to a far away pride.. But Ebony's grief was now drowned by joy.. she had birthed a beautiful cub.. a rare, delicate little thing with a coat the shade of a flower kissed by dawn's lilac skys. She knew her father would be proud. And no more Riddick to make her fear for her place in the pride, or that of her cub. her, and her fathers bloodlines would continue
This daughter too was lost to her. Her bloodlines would continue, but in another pride. She was old now, this would be her final litter.
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