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falling stars
Fodder baby would have mainly her mothers genetics, getting a dark pelt and a dark personality to match. She grows horn like her father but thats the only resemblence between them. Her sister was saved from the cursed... but whether or not this one was saved is not known just yet. Shes always had a hunger. Pushing away pridemates from a carcass and snapping back when they tried to yank her off. Her mood grew worse and worse the more food there was. Unlike her sister she didnt care about what she looked like and never even groomed herself.
Soon her hunger became uncontrollable. She would scavenge the lands, ordered not to kill prey she turned to the monsters that nobody dared to touch. She killed them and devoured them as well. Her fur never cleaned soon turned permanently blood stained.
Name: Lahum
The night was cold, the wind raped the trees and the thunder screamed at the earth. Lahum moved silently though the dark forest. His small body being yanked back and forth by the freezing wind. Blood was covering his pelt and his eyes burned like a thousand fires had been lit to them. He had fell to the curse. Or had the curse found him?
He fell to the ground, starvation taking over him. He had been beaten by the hunger. By the Ravenous.
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Lahum ran across the rocky landscape, perching himself onto an outcropping. He surveyed his lands like any bird would. Until he spot it. A small mouse scurrying in between two large rocks. He jumped, his raggedy wings angling and he swooped down, extending his claws. The prey heard the flap of his wings and quickly bolted. But it was too quick. Lahum snatched it out of the air then let out a victory cry before landing on a tree.
Lahum quickly scarfed down the screaming mouse, sliding his tongue across his beak in satisfication. The gryphon was happy. He looked up at the placement of the third moon and squinted his beady eyes at it. He had at least three hours before he had to go back to his pride.
And he knew exactly what he was going to do. He spotted movement and went after the other mouse.
Orev was sitting nearby. Watching the nestling closely. Lahum did not know he was there. Orev had slunk in from patrolling and had settled, covered in the shadows. He had made a promise to his mother. That he would keep Lahum and his sister from falling into the cursed. The daughter didnt worry him at all. She was a bright nestling and loved everyone. Only hunting when she was told to.
But Lahum sprung questions among the pride. Did he get cursed? Was he cursed before his birth? What about his sister? Would she show symptoms later on? They all questioned Orev but he didnt have the answer. He knew nothing of the curse.
Orev seemed to have nodded off into his thoughts. He blinked and looked around but Lahum was nowhere to be seen. Orev jumped up onto the outcropping and then he got hit by an overwhelming scent.
Blood.
Orev snarled and dashed into the forest and the clouds grew dark, the winds picking up. He moved faster, twigs lashing against his pelt like whips. He suddenly skidded to a top, breathing heavy.
Lahum was standing over a dead king, the pride brutally murdered all around him. He was pulling off the kings face and eating it. Orev went to intervene but quickly lowered to the ground as a figure approached Lahum.
It was a lion.. but its body was like a whisp, its eyes glowing red.
It raised its head and let out an ear-splitting screech and Lahum followed, blood coming out of Lahums eyes.
"I am LIMOS. You're blood has fallen by the ravenous! You will now serve the same fate."
Lahum screeched, falling to the ground and tearing into the flesh.
Orev roared, stepping out from his hiding spot.
Limos snapped its head towards Orev, smoke curling from its scarred muzzle. It snapped at him and Orev ran at him.
But Orev went right through him and when he turned around Limos was gone. He ran to Lahums side, shoving him away from the carcass. But it was too late. Lahum skidded past him, desperately licking the naked bones.
Orev struggled but managed to drag him back to the pride. The lionesses quickly surrounded him, cleaning him the best the could. But no matter how hard they tried his fur was stained by the blood.
Nyx snarled and walked over to him, peering at the small cub. Orev rised, about to try and convince Nyx not to kill him, but Nyx quickly dismissed Orev. She lowered her head to the cub and growled,
"Lahum."
The cub snapped his head towards her and snarled,
"My name is LIMOS"
Nyx's ears tilted back but she continued,
"You are no longer allowed to eat any form of prey. You may only fight the monsters."
Limos snarled at her,
"The predators are not enough!"
Nyx nodded,
"You are free to leave my territory. But once you leave you are not allowed to return."
Limos was torn. But he decided to stay. Hunting and killing the predators that haunted the pride. Becoming not a burden- but one of the most valued members of the pride.
Base: bloodstone
Pile of Bones
Wings of Night [Top]
Wings of Night [Bottom]
Seer's Hood
Angelic Growth [Face]
Krampus Tongue
รrdรถg Tail Extension
Shadow Demon
Demonic Gryph
Partially Eaten Lion
essense of war
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