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Aaban had found her wandering the tangled trees of the jungle and instantly was shocked by her beauty. Her pelt was a mixture of reds and blues, creating colors that Aaban wasn't sure were supposed to exist on a lioness. She had enraptured him with her simple presence and he decided that she needed to come home with him.
She had been wary of him at first, but given how long she could have been out on her own it was understandable. He just had to work his charm and she would want to go home with him. He purred as he shook his mane at her, trying to come off as nonthreatening as possible. She eventually allowed him to nuzzled against her, following him back to his pridelands after that.
They coexisted for awhile, Celine having to get over her past troubles that she did not talk about much. She used to be a very trusting lioness, but her hardships in life had changed her. She eventually trusted Aaban enough to tell him about her past.
"My mate was called Slate and he was good to me. We were the only ones in our little pride, aside from our first litter of cubs. Slate had been so proud of our cubs, playing with them and grooming them any chance he got. Being a small pride came with difficulties though, Slate got sick during the Great Hunger and never recovered. He died when the cubs were only a few months old. They were too young to leave alone, but without proper sustenance my milk was drying up. I had to hunt for food, but when I returned two of my cubs, Heather and Gorse, were missing. I could smell hyena all over my den and knew that they were gone. My smallest, Vervain, was left behind. She died soon after of starvation. I nearly died of starvation as well, unable to bring myself to hunt after the loss of my mate and cubs. After the Great Hunger I moved on, leaving that behind me." Celine recalled sadly, her eyes shining. Aaban motioned for her to go on.
"I found a pride, a large one this time, and the king accepted me with open paws. Little did I know at the time that he was a monster and his pride was full of demons. The lionesses tortured me, on top of the beatings I endured from the king. They were relentless, tearing my skin and scarring my body. I escaped after the worst beating from the king and lived on my own for awhile. That is, until you found me." Celine finished, looking up at Aaban. He moved closer to her, licking at her ears in comfort.
"I may not be perfect, but you will never have to suffer again." - Celine, by Peli (#115602)
Celine rolls on her back in front of your paws, inviting you for a gentle tussle.
Celine turns her back towards you, lifting her tail up high and twitching it a bit.
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