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Often times, Wicked felt like an outcast. It's not like she could speak out about it anyways. Her voice could never go over a soft whisper, the softest breeze sweeping it away. She learned the accept death early, seeing her parents die before her at a young age. She even welcomed it, embracing the way of life and death like no other. That is, until the faithful day she came upon Anubis. The huge earthquake and dust had made her panic and separate from her hunting group, leaving her wandering in the midst. She had been lost for who knows how long, and she felt so very, very tired. Exhausted, she collapsed, closing her eyes as a roar sounded out from afar.
Upon waking, she was faced with her Queen and Anubis, both worried over the lioness. With shaky paws she managed to get up, relief flowing through her pelt. "You had almost strayed too far. I kept your soul from disappearing into the Duat whilst you rested." The jackal-headed God spoke first, sitting next to the Queen. Well, at least that's what she thought she remembered. Once again she faded from consciousness, only to awake in her den. This encounter with Anubis had sparked a desire in her, and urge to find everything she could on him. She badgered the elders and her Queen, gradually gaining knowledge from them, and finally the God himself.
It had been many days, and Apophis was finally defeated. Her Queen was resting from merging with Anubis, with Wicked sitting beside her. Padding paws alerted her to Anubis' arrival, a rare visit this was. She stood, bowing to the Jackal as he entered. "It has come to me that you show great knowledge in life and the afterlife. Why you were called to this path, I do not know. But seeing as you are so dedicated to the dead, I have decided to make you my Priestess. With your consent, of course." Wicked nodded, maybe too quickly, but who knows. Suddenly engulfed in pure night vapour, her fur changed, ornaments appeared on her body. Great billowing wings burst from her back, shining with the night sky. She could see clearer now, see spirits unbeknownst to her before. It looked like Anubis had gone for now, back into his temple. But for each night, and forever more, she visit grave sites to perform rituals of the dead, flying with Ba as her spirit roams in her slumber. Maybe she'll gift a few other prides with her expertise...
Wicked is a travelling lioness! A few rules:
1. *Please* do not keep her for more than a week. Less than a week is alright.
2. Please return her to #198344 If you do not want her anymore.
3. Do not remove any of her decor! You are free to add, but please don't take away.
4. You are not required to make a story of her time in your pride, but it would be appreciated <3
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Travelling Lioness"
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