Return at 10 years Old
Belongs to #89370
Do not keep for more than 3 Rollovers
Hello! This is a traveling lioness. If you are not in the Traveler's Guide to Lioden Clan and have ended up with this lioness it was NOT intended to be sold or given away. Please contact #89370 for a 5GB reward upon her safe return with all decor intact.
A sickness swept through this lioness' pride that ended up with most dead. Luckily for the world, the pride was located in a valley that really only healthy lions should have been able to get out of, but this zombie lioness stumbled her way out a with a snack in search of more fresh food. She's attracted by sound and the scent of blood, but has no eyes from rotting out of her head. Will your pride fall victim to her bottomless hunger? Will they be able to fend her off and send her off to another unsuspecting pride? Maybe they might even find a way to cure her or put her permanently out of her misery. Unfortunately all the usual methods of killing a lion have failed.
Rules
1. Do NOT chase/keep/sell/giveaway. If you are found to be the last person that had this lioness, you will be blocked and kicked from the Traveler's Guide to Lioden clan if you are apart of it.
2. Do NOT remove her base decor. Even if your pride finds a cure, she must be at least 9 years old to do so and the zombie decor must be returned to #89370. You can add any decor you feel will add to her story!
3. Do NOT remove/change her name, bio, or footnote.
4. You may breed her, but do understand breeding to the undead is not recommended. Be sure to take proper precautions, or note any side effects in your log. Cubs may be kept to do with as you please or you can contact #89370 and she will take them.
5. You may add any base, markings, eye color, etc you'd like, but please keep her current marks in tact.
6. ONLY SEND TO MEMBERS OF THE TRAVELER'S GUIDE TO LIODEN CLAN!!! Do NOT send through main chat or personal friends not in the clan. Invite them to join the clan if they are interested.
7. She is able to be put under a role, but is it really smart to send a zombie on a hunt or look after children?
8. Be sure to fill out this form upon receiving: clicky
Subject Log
Username & ID#: RavenFF #187871
Pride Name: Bob's Pride
Age of Decay Received: 2 yrs 5 months
Age of Decay Sent On:2 yrs 7 months
Decor(s) Added [Optional]: Hyena Wasteland BG
Lore:
[Bob's entry]
Day 1 of traveler's arrival :
The traveler looks severely hurt , the worst wound is deep enough to expose her ribs on the side of her torso and all she did was moan and grunt . Perhaps she is a mute? Poor girl. We tried to apply healing herbs onto her wounds but she fight us off, snapping at anyone that comes close. Luckily no healers got bitten. We cannot get her to cooperate so we placed her in a cave and blocked the entrance with boulders. I gave her some meat chunks , I threw it into the gap via a small opening but I don't think she ate any.
Day 2 :
I took a peek inside the cave , the traveler was motionless and for a moment I thought she was already dead from her wounds. But she jerked and charged at me after I shouted at her. Thank goodness she was not strong enough to push the boulder between us. ''I brought more fresh meat chunks.'' I told her, as expected the traveler only replied me with more groans and moans. I kebab-ed some meat onto a sharp stick , then poke it into the small opening , scared that she would bit my paws . She did not eat until I wiggled the stick , biting the meat and the stick all together hungrily until the stick snapped. I did noticed that her eyes were weird when she first arrived, maybe her eye sight is so poor that she cannot see anything that is stationary. I will be feeding her again later. Need to find more sticks.
Day 3:
After some discussion with a few pride members , we have concluded that the traveler most likely have rabies , since we have no idea how to make her eat a Devil's Claw we have decided to release the traveler by using a live DikDik as bait. We hope that she will follow the DikDik out from our territory.
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Username & ID#:
Pride Name: (undetermined, owned by King Laufy)
Age of Decay Received: 2yrs 7mo
Age of Decay Sent On:
Decor(s) Added [Optional]: Flower Crown [Cape Strawflower]
Lore: Zambie showed up mindlessly chasing a dikdik. The pride members weren't sure how to react to her, so they kept their distance until their king returned. Maybe she was another of the gods he claimed would visit their pride? Some were skeptical. She seemed more like a demon than a god, and smelled of death.
When Laufy returned, however, he was foaming at the mouth, mad with rabies. He stirred up such a fierce fuss, no one dared to approach him--no one save Zambie. The submales argued if they should do something, but in the end neither of them dared to get close to either of the two. Eventually the strange wanderer stumbled off, seeming dazed. Storm was able to approach Laufy and coaxed him into eating the herb that would clear his head.
The next morning, Zambie was still there. The pride took to calling her "Zambie" after the cubs coined the name. When asked if she should be chased, Laufy shook his head. "Let her stay. Feed her well." He ordered. No one felt this was the right thing to do, but no one dared to defy the savage king. The cubs were curious about her, and as time passed they became braver and braver, daring to approach her and test her boundaries. She would only attack them if they came too close, they soon learned. They all agreed she stunk and wished the king would make her leave. Cubs being cubs, they made several flower wreaths and took turns tossing them at Zambie until one landed on her head. Maybe that would help with the rotting smell. She didn't seem to mind, as she hasn't tried to take it off.
Some days later, she birthed a single cub. When the king saw this cub wasn't born with the red-eyed blessing of their patron god, he frowned and ordered the contented Zambie be chased away. The submales debated how best to go about this, and eventually settled on distracting the cub with a trained beetle. Zambie followed after her youngster, seeming to have some sort of motherhood instinct. The pride was relieved to be rid of her, though a few pity the poor cub.
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Username & ID#: Atlas #320230
Pride Name: Duskstrikers pride
Age of Decay Received: 2y 11m
Age of Decay Sent On:
Decor(s) Added [Optional]:
Lore: The pride was sending out the last patrols of the night when a cub wandered into the den clearing, intently following a large black beetle. Hera, the kings main broodmother went to approach the cub wondering if it was lost when a rancid smell hit her nose, the stench of rotting meat was overwhelming and Hera couldn’t help but gag. The source of the smell was quickly discovered as Zambie padded out of the bushes after her cub. Of course the pride was unaware of their relationship at the moment and tried to separate the two thinking the cub was in danger. This lead to many near misses with wounds that would most definently become infected, likely driving the inflicted lion as mad as Zambie seemed. They decided it was best to let the decaying lion keep caring for the cub since it seemed in no immediate danger. Zombies hunger however was something to concern the pride. Almost immediately after the hunting party returned she lunged at them, stealing their kills and returning to her cubs side, what little fur she had left bristling. She let out a challenging growl as if daring anyone to try and take back what she stole. No one was eager to test her and in the end Duskstriker provided her with a private cave for her to nurse her cub, part of each kill being delivered to her.
Duskstriker knew she couldn’t stay with them forever but his soft heartedness garenteed the zombie lioness and her cub a few days of safety and food. What’s the worst that could happen?
On her second day of being in the prides spare den the lionesses couldn’t help but complain about the smell of rot. Rook, one of the sub males reported possible rot beginning on the decaying lionesses cub, probably not a good sign. Hera decided to see for herself how bad the cub was and recoiled in shock at the once lively cub now seeming to be a rotten hollow shell like her mother, aggressively lashing out at anything that came near her. She decided then the cub would be called shell, like the husk of a lion she’d become.
By the third day the stench of rot was overwhelming, the cubs even noticing it. Duskstriker knew she couldn’t stay any longer, especially with her cub beginning to decay as well. He decided to try talking to her to make her leave and she responded with gurgled hisses and furious swipes. The last option he could think of was cruel but he had no choice. The king put a small bit of mildly toxic berries in her next meal, only enough to knock her out, and her and her cub were carried a ways out of the prides territory. They left her in a clearing curled up almost serenely with Shell. He hoped she would be able to bump into another pride as he didn’t need the undead lion to be his problem anymore.
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Username & ID#: COLDRAMEN-THEY/THEM-SPOT.INTER #148257
Pride Name: [Undetermined, led by Essi]
Age of Decay Received: 3y, 1mo
Age of Decay Sent On:
Decor(s) Added [Optional]: Essence of War
Lore:
Day One:
Essi walked out to greet the evening hunting patrol on their findings, only to notice something strange. Rather than bringing back food, there was a different carcass altogether! Halali, the strongest lioness in the Uwindaji patrol, carried an unconscious lioness on her back; nose wrinkling in disgust at the scent of rotting flesh on her back. Mkuu held a small cub on her back as well, eyes full of emotion as she explained the situation the patrol had come across. Two rotting lionesses, they could only assume mother and child, curling up with one another. They thought they were dead originally, but upon further inspection could make out small grumbles and twitches. Mkuu had convinced the group to bring them here, if they were still alive surely they could be helped; or at the very least, have their final moments be full of warmth!
Utunzaji, the local caretaker and broodmother, stepped in, allowing the lioness to rest in the visitor's den until she felt better. What could go wrong?
Day Two:
Utunzaji came rushing into Essi's den one morning, panting and nervous. Essi shot up quickly, asking what was wrong; one doesn't usually barge into the ruler's den out of nowhere unless it was important!! Utunzaji explained that the rotting lioness and the cub woke up; and they were far worse then they had imagined. Their eyes were hollow, flesh falling off their bones to the point of constant bleeding; the flowers on their head did very little to stop the smell of decay. The worst part was; she was hostile. She lunged at anyone that moved; as did the cub. The only thing that made her stop attacking was Joto throwing a Zebra carcass down in front of her, backing up; distracting the lioness with a feast.
Luckily, there were no injuries, but she had gotten real close to biting someone before Joto distracted her. Who knows what would've happened had there not been a carcass laying around?
Utunzaji demanded Essi do something about this lioness; she was a danger to everybody here, she couldn't just be given ALL of their food! Essi gave a sigh; and asked Utunzaji to give them a few days to come up with a plan.
Day Three:
Essi stepped out of their den, having had an idea on how to get this dangerous rotting lioness and her cub out of their territory. Watching the rotting lioness and her cub destroy a zebra carcass, they called over their primary hunting patrol. During their hunt, they were to lay out a trail of small meat chunks until the end of the territory hit. Halali, the strongest the fastest in the patrol, were to then drag a zebra carcass a little ways into the next territory, leaving a trail of blood. Once the lions are far enough away to be lost, and distracted by the full carcass, Halali and the patrol were set to sneak back to their territory, back to their caves; they know the territory like the back of their paws, so it would be an easy task. A blind, hostile traveler, however, would be easily lost and long gone by this point.
Essi couldn't help but feel a tinge of guilt sending the lioness away so harshly. Maybe she would find a different pride capable of giving her what she needed.
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Username & ID#: Primal Queen #205931
Pride Name: Hidden Marsh
Age of Decay Received: 3 years 5 months
Age of Decay Sent On: October 11, 2022
Decor(s) Added [Optional]:
Lore:
Day One
Farasi alerted the pride to a stumbling lioness at the border, being followed by a cub that looked like it was decaying, as he urged his pride mates to be careful around them. Mojara, the current king, cooped them up in a pit that was hard to climb out of, putting the guard duty on Farasi, and feeding duty on a fellow lioness. It wasn't long before Zambie started fighting with her cub as they tried to devour each other, as Farasi separated the cub into a cave that was barricaded with a boulder, having a crack big enough for a head and a paw to poke out, but small enough to allow no escape. Zambie was fed a leg of a Kudu to satisfy her hunger, while Mojara decided to keep her cub in hopes of finding a cure or to stop further infection from decay.
Day Two
Mojara went to check on the progress of the cure, as Zambie snarled and lashed at the boulder. The cure was a failure on adult lions, it seemed, as Monara ordered his pride to keep the lioness in the prison until they decide what to do with her, whether to put her out of her misery or send her far off from other territories.
Day Three
It was Farasi who went to see how Zambie was doing, but when he moved the boulder, the lioness was gone, as the boulder was pushes about halfway to the right. In a panic, the manticore rushed to tell Mojara, but it was too late: Zambie already grabbed a hold of one of the pride members, namely, her own cub, mauling her paws and trying to consume the flesh right before everyone's eyes. It took team effort to drive the decayed lioness out of territory, as Mojara urged everyone to take extra patrols of the territory to keep everyone safe.
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Username & ID#: Kle #129483
Pride Name: Providence Pride
Age of Decay Received: 3 years and 10 months
Age of Decay Sent On: 4 years and [] months
Decor(s) Added [Optional]:
Lore:
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Username & ID#: Pr3ttyz #296555
Pride Name: The jungle of the frogs
Age of Decay Received: 4 years & 5 months
Age of Decay Sent On:
Decor(s) Added [Optional]: Scar: Back Scratch
Lore: The submale in charge of patrols was searching the lands as he usually does. Until he saw a lioness dragging something behind her. She smelled awful, but he thought she just needed a bath. He approached her and saw what she was dragging; it was a lion head!! ``What the--`` He thought in his head. His thoughts were interrupted when the she threw the head at him. `` What the hell! What are you! Actually I don't wanna know! Get away from this pride weirdo!`` The male lion then ran away afraid of the she. The she would follow him back to his pride with a thought of a quick meal.
The she soon arrived at the pride but ran into the king. The king was use to strange things like these as his pride had goddess in it. `` What are doing here? The only alive thing about you is your flowers on your head. If you promise no harm you can stay but if you do not promise no harm. We shall meet in my cave.`` The lioness looked at him and licked her lips. The king saw this and pushed her into his cave. The lioness would seduce the king instead of attacking him. The king got sick from this and banished her out of his pride. He would be sick for a few weeks.
When the cubs were born outside his pride, the 4 were just like their mother but slightly normal. They had red open wounds like their mother but also look normal. The zombie lioness would take care of the cubs and then leave them all alone. They would wonder back into the kings pride. He accepted them with open arms hoping he could fix them before the infection takes over.
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Username & ID#: DixieChick0102
Pride Name: Shadowsea
Age of Decay Received: 2022-11-20
Age of Decay Sent On:
Decor(s) Added [Optional]:
Lore: The prides immortal creepy lioness Nemesis found the wandering lioness and brought her back. After much discussion among the pride, they agreed to let her stay for three days.
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Username & ID#: Stolas
Pride Name: Pride of the Damned
Age of Decay Received: 6y 3m
Age of Decay Sent On: 6y 6m
Decor(s) Added [Optional]:
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