Circe

Oh Circe!! I'm gonna miss you so much. The lioness who made me keep playing. Rest baby. Rest. I'm writing this the night before you die, 2/19/2023. You're 15 and 11 months. Night night Circe, may you always have a full tummy and cubs prancing at your paws.
CIRCE, GIRL, REST. YOU'RE 16. HOW ARE YOU STILL HERE? Circe's the goat lol (2/20/2023)

Goodnight baby 2/21/23

You approve slowly, claws scraping the sandy beach she lays on. Her brown eyes glare into you, and shake you to your very core. “Ooh another one!” Her voice calls, soft like wind on the sea. “Welcome, welcome!”
She gives you the finest meat you’ve ever tasted, it leaves you licking your jaws. She looks at you with those dark eyes. You think for a moment- she’s all alone, and would make a great queen for your pride. “Join me, wonderful lioness! What is your name, beloved?”
“Circe,” She snarls. With a raise of her claw, your body begins to jerk and contort. You let out a pitiful roar that turns into a shrill squeal, your fur falls out in tufts, and leaves behind pink skin. Your toes morph together into a hoof! You sweeal again, and blindly run to the sea.
You don’t see a lion anymore, but a pink, bald hog.

“My nymphs, tonight we feast!”





Circe is lying in your favorite sunny spot, fast asleep. You tried to nudge her off. Nope. A nip? Nope. You bodily flop on her. Nope, she is STILL not moving! Dang.


As you walk up to her, Circe stares at you intently. She awaits a greeting, and does not return one until you have given exactly 6 nuzzles and a lick to ply her with..


Circe waves her tail in greeting as you near her, but seems too absorbed in trying to coax a lizard from its burrow to pay attention to you afterwards. She's probably been at this for a while.

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Based on Circe, the Greek witch of Aeaea who turned men into pigs.

Clean, long bloodline, looks a lot like her mother but with lighter stripes on legs
Total cubs ever had (If cub gets killed, number accurate): 11

First litter, fathered by: skekMal (226522)
iphigenia (F, born M)
Iolaus (M) Chased off
Terpsichore, renamed Silver (F)


Second litter, fathered by ʀᴏᴜʟᴇᴛᴛᴇ (24936) ALL GIRLS!!! NO BREEDING ITEMS!! ALL GIRLS, FOUR CUBS
Elysium (F)
Asphodel (F)
Isle of the Blessed (F)
Tartarus (F)

Third litter:
Unnamed cub (M), given back to father and the cub was presumably killed..

Fourth litter:
Sired by my king, King Minos

A couple litters later, Mrs. MA'AM. AN OG tongue!! Your last litter, EVER, you gave me an OG tongue. Circe's the boss