Jewel

Name: Jewel
Pronouns: She/they
Rank: Retired
Sexuality: Pansexual

Fast as the wind, and wild like fire...

Jewel earned her name from her mother. She was born to Mira when the former Lead Healer was at an age she was sure she couldn't have any more cubs. And she truly treated her daughter like the most precious gem in the world. Unfortunately, the healer passed away before Jewel turned two and was appointed her official role in the pride.

The messenger herself is energetic and a bit snarky, but doesn't have that much of an issuse with diplomacy and can be rather decent at it. When she is not on a hyperactive frenzy of course.

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Jewel gets a liiiiittle too close to your muzzle for comfort, so you give a warning snarl and she scurries away, no doubt to annoy another pride member.

You're chilling in the sun, and suddenly Jewel runs by screaming and laughing. What on earth…? Are all cubs tiny nutbars?

You settle down to munch a nice, fat, gerbil. Or....not. Jewel nyoomed over, grabbed it, and nyoomed away. Awwww...

Jewel watches you amusedly, and states dryly that she did not know broken feathers were in fashion nowadays. You hastily remove the offending debris from your mane.

You and Jewel got in some trouble with a vicious warthog. After escaping, she suggested you ought to invite the hog for a visit the next time you have guests, for it could liven up any party. You share a chuckle.

You greet Jewel and ask her how she is. She informs you that she is FANTASMIC, and she is ABSOLUTELY fine with not getting a share of the last meal. Really.









The spirits of the ancestors bless you with perfect fur!