Dorian Pavus

((Dorian III, Stats: 3666 Hunts: 2133 Level: 42 Deira 6M mane fluffy
Dorian II, Stats: 3701 Hunts: 2055 Level: 41 Deira 4M, Maroon Coat, Feline 1 Onyx, Emerald, Onyx, Katanga. Last cub of Dorian (1st)))
Oddly, this cub was born very still, alive but comatose. For five days it slept, only waking long enough to nurse and never interacting with the rest of the pride as it's dying mother worried about it. Lucius took a strange interest in this cub, watching over it and making sure that it lived. As grateful as Dorian was, he did not trust Lucius and the sinister sorceress' motives concerned him, but, over 14 years old, he could not stay to ensure the cub was safe. When Dorian passed away, Lucius performed an intricate ritual, passing the mother's spirit into the soul-less cub.
Now, reincarnated, Dorian is still getting used to his new body. He is already becoming a great hunter.

On a morning stroll, you and ***Dorian*** notice a bird nest, full of baby birds. She asks if she's the best chick around, and you better not say no.
***Dorian Pavus*** bites your ear as you greet her, then nips at your tail. Some lions have interesting ways of showing affection.
***Dorian Pavus*** bites your ear as you greet her, then nips at your tail. Some lions have interesting ways of showing affection.

Tired from a long day of exploring, you flop next to ***Dorian***. She starts telling you an embarrassing story from a pride mate's cubhood. You're soon laughing too hard to be tired.

You go up to take a nap with ***Dorian***. She jokes that if you start snoring, you may find some maggots in your nose. You lie awake next to her and wonder if she really meant that.