Morning Frost was once a travelling lioness named Ticket to Ride. Her tales from her travelling days are below! She has now returned home to retire, accompanied by her spirit guide, a mouse named Accommodare- representing an adaptable and strong spirit.
Ticket is a travelling lioness! This means that every
three days she should be sent on to her next pride.
You may keep her for longer if she is pregnant or nursing.
I! If she has a cub you like or want to sell, they're all yours!
Her goal is to collect stories! Write a short ditty about your pride and send her on!
before taking her, submit this form: clicky
Please
do not remove stories, backgrounds or decor.
Feel free to add, remove and replace markings, bases, eyes etc.
Please send back to her
Latte #188331 at thirteen years
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Latte (Home pride!)
Added: tiger's eye, swirling dust
Ticket was born to a small, quiet pride of reclusive prideless lionesses. Though most prideless lionesses roam the lands endlessly and therefore can provide dangerous cubhoods, Ticket's mother was very old by the time she was born. Ticket was to be the last of a lifetime of litters. Her mother was very pleased with her extended fangs; "They'll be your ticket to a proper life, my dear. You'll never be forced to scrape by". Ticket enjoyed her cubhood in the thick brush, learning all she needed from the lionesses around her. When her mother passed, she was left on the borders of the closest pride- and, luckily, they took her in. Though they were kind to her, a long bloodline of rootless wondering drove her to ask to become a traveller- it was much like being a prideless lioness in it's adventures, but with the assurence of company, warmth, food... and a safe place to return once old. Sun, the pride's king, agreed happily and she bid farewell to those she had become friends with during her stay; the massive, fluffy submale Jeramy, most of all. Then, she set out into the night, ready to collect stories to bring back when her jowls hung low and her fur fell patchy...
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Moonlight Star's Pride
Added
Primordial Harness
Event Scar: Cannibal Bites
The young lioness stumbled upon a forest. Her throat was parched, dry...thirst drove her forwards. Eventually a lake came into view as the lioness bouded towards it happily. Well did..when she felt something ram into her side and pin her down. The lioness's instinct kicked in as she slashed towards her attacker. She hit home...as her assailant backed off. Though what suprised Ticket was the sound of chuckling, shortly followed by a voice. "Dang Darling you can sure deliver a punch..." Ticket glanced upwards comeing face to face with the ruler of these lands. She expected a king...but what she got was a...cowgirl? The lionness must have seen the confusion before Ticket chould speak she intrupted her. "My name is Etta, you may refer to me as Dust Devil. What are you doing here hun?...Mhm is this what the previous queen spoke about...travelers they call you" Ticket nodded still feeling rather out of place. "I do apologize for the attack darlin, but you see I don't take kindly to trespassers, however seeing you fight back well, you do have my respect." She strode closer towards the young lioness holding out a paw. "Tell you what, why not stay at my humble abode gor a few days. You seem rather tired darlin" she said when tilting her head. "Your fangs...rather unique. What's your name sugarplum?" Ticket raised her head feeling slightly offended at the nickname. "Ticket, my name is Ticket." Dust devil nodded as she led the lioness into the territory. After a few days Ticket's paws itched to travel futher. The Queen said her goodbyes but not before giveing her a gift. "Take this sugarplum, and wear it with pride"
RavenFF #187871 -Mammon's pride
Decor added: Rib Ornaments [ Hip Armor]
Mammon was baffled when he saw this traveler with rabbit ears as wings on her back. What a weird fashion taste.... But the king had something special in his hoard that would suit her style very much.
Chippendots #250681 -Loyal Whisper's Pride
Decor added: Hare Bone Piercings
"Oh wonderful, a new face!" grinned Opal-Drops, "Are you perhaps lost?" "No..." started Ticket but was interrupted by the colorful lion. "Oh my gosh! You have wings, can you fly!" Opal's eyes opened painfully wide. Annoyed, Ticket answered with a huff, "No, it is a harness that was gifted to me. They're not real wings." Straightening up, they put their wings on display for the curious lion. "Wow." marveled Opal, looking them up and down. It pleased Ticket to have an admirer. Quickly fixing their expression to a calm and unaffected one, they took a seat on the ground and pretended like their eyes weren't about to pop out of their head a second ago. "Ahem, I am Opal-Drops and I welcome you, newcomer," Opal proclaimed, their head tilted up a little with confidence, "on behalf of the king of these lands, Loyal Whisper." "Thank you, Opal-Drops." Ticket nodded in response, "I am Ticket, a traveler passing through in search of shelter and food." "Of course, we would be delighted to have you! Follow me, Ticket!" Opal flashed Ticket a smile and turned to walk back the way they came. Trodding to catch up with the lion, Ticket gave a hum in response.
