Prunsel

Dirty Cyclopia born on 10/2/2022 to slate nc lm cs ss pretty :3 and king: Seance. <3
Lion ID: #794172120587
Produced By: #176343
Items Used: none
Sex: female
Bought for 6 crunchies 2022-11-10 by senpai <3 (#258269)

mother
mothers heritage
father
Fathers heritage

~Decor/markings and looks~

Changed base from black to ethereal -13th November 2022-


~Backstory~

The snow crunched beneath the lionesses paws as she trod forward, head hung low and shoulders quivering with every step. In her maw dangled a cub, young and mewling and trying to knead at the air, searching for any hint of warmth.
The lioness blinked against the cold winter winds that whirled snow into her eyes, scrunching up her nose and lowering her head further. The snow rose high above her paws and with every step it seemed as though another boulder was dropped upon her shoulders. The cub clasped in her jaws curled upwards, doing its best to avoid any parts of itself touching the cold snow.
The cub shivered violently and let out pitiful mews as the lioness simply continued to trudge onwards. Eventually she came upon a cliff, a small cave carved out into the steep stone. She stepped inside and shuddered, gently setting down the cub on the stone floor dusted with snow.
The cub let out a mewl and tried to stand, quickly collapsing onto its stomach. The lioness looked down and saw her cub staring up at her with its one large eye. It blinked and let out another mewl.
The lioness stepped backwards, her chest aching and shoulders quivering. The cub tried to follow after her, trying to dig its small claws into the stone to pull itself forward. The lioness turned her back on it, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to ignore its pitiful mewls. The wind howled, crying out mournfully as the lioness continued on without looking back. Her cub let out one last mewl before the wind whipped away any sound.
And when the lioness finally returned home, her streaming tears had turned into ice dripping from her chin.

written by: StygianSunshine #351913

When Grandpaw 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖊 spots Prunsel sulking after they were left out of games, he saunters over and sits down next to them. No words pass between Grandpaw and grandcub, but they seem to have a moment of understanding with each other.

Poor old Grandpaw 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖊 was resting away from the cubs for a reason today, but that didn't stop Prunsel from bounding over and bumping their Grandpaw's chin with the top of their head in adoration before scarpering off. Grandpaw 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖊 stares after them as they scamper away, but whatever he wanted to say isn't spoken. (How is this mf walking???)