Basant the Mysterious

Basant the Mysterious passed away on March 15th, 2018. She was known as a social butterfly throughout the pride, even in her elder years. She often spent her time around the younger lions, whom she let mess around with her oddly long fur. She was fond of the braids they would weave. Her mutation was the first of its kind within the Pride of Western Winds, and one of anticipation so great that Khadir Nal asked if she would like to be subjected to the Aging Crystal. He told her that after an examination by the Falcon's Eye at her birth, he was told that there had been an abnormality, just not the type to show up at birth. Excited and naive, Basant the Mysterious agreed, and her cubhood was stolen from her by that greedy rock. She never told this to anyone, but this would be her greatest regret in life. She often dreamed of what it would have been like to grow up alongside her brother and littermate, Xerxes the Pale Prince, who she left behind when she died two years ahead of him.

Base changed from Black to Unholy w/ applicator
Aging Crystal'd because I'm impatient

You find Basant the Mysterious just as she made a great hunting pounce. You praise her and she positively glows. Warm fuzzies all around!

You approach a group of lions sitting in a semicircle. In front of them you see Basant the Mysterious telling a story with great enthusiasm. You sit down and listen for a while before moving on.

Basant the Mysterious approaches you, gives you a small nuzzle and asks about your day.