VOODOO QUEEN

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This lion is immortal! It will not age or get hungry.

Your lioness has been flirted with 17 times! 5 have failed.
Appearance Markings
Base Interstellar (Black Skin) Slot 3: Gilded Speckles (1%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Feline 1 Lilac (1%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Kimanjano Mottled Vents (1%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Feline 9 Ebony (1%) Tier 5
Genetics Black Dark Solid Special
Eyes Stellar
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Slate
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Vision of Ancestors

Above
Rabbit Skull Necklace
Body Paint: Bone
Caracal Rib Ornaments
Blue Skimmer [1]
Hollow Battle Mask
Rabbit Bone Chest Wrap
Rakshasa Teeth
Rat Skull Crown
Divine Grace
Spellbook
Little Whisper
Smitten Primal Kitten
Slender-Billed Curlew
Potion Set
Coffee Locust [1]

Below
Swamp Hibiscus
Biography
Voodoo was laying under a straggling acacia tree panting, the heat was nearly unbearable. Voodoo sighed as she stood, not wanting to move.
"V," A young female cub laying at her front paws. "Why do we look different than you?"
Voodoo began to clean the young cub. "Well, I'm not from here."
Another cub laying on the ground rolled over. "Can you tell us a story?"
Voodoo smiled and nodded. "Have I told you how I came to be in this pride?"


Voodoo started:
I was one of the last surviving Nebula Lions. A race of intergalactic lions, or aliens if you will. All of my kind have stars on our skin, few of us born with them in our eyes. You see, my eyes look this way to help me see all possibilities into the future. Those of us who can see the future, are known as Oracles here on earth.
We had found our way to earth via a blackhole, with no return to our planet we were forced to start a life here. It was not easy, creatures here are much different. We found ourselves land and started what was our pride, nearby a village. The people there often ran from us, scared we'd hurt them, after awhile the villagers began leaving meat and praising us. We were confused and a bit afraid, but upon meeting a friendly dog, we were told that the villagers thought we were sky gods, sent to bring them rain. As an oracle I was aware that no rain would come in the near future, I felt bad knowing these people wanted us to give them water in exchange for adoration and rain, but we could not provide that to them. After some time, they began to hunt us, to punish us for being ill willed gods. We were forced to move on, a lot of us not making it. After sometime, our leader, our Queen disbanded our pride as a precaution for our safety. I was sent off into the dessert on my own, I was young and very afraid without my pride. I blindly stumbled upon more humans, their village was different, if you could call it that. It was a small tribe of women, who practiced "Voodoo", they'd often openly speak of it in my presence and even spoke to me of it. They decorated me in bones and told me they'd protect me. I offered my keen sense of smell and hunting skills to bring them items for their elixirs and medicine, they traded it for food at another village nearby. As time moved I outlived them all, I laid with each one through their sickness and offered as much companionship as I could. I was sad to lose them, they were a family to me and did not treat me differently. As time moved, I began jumping around on my own, I wasn't in a pride for a long time before I met your Goddess. I offered my knowledge of voodoo medicine and you Goddess was kind enough to allow me to stay with this pride.





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