Raven is a majestic lioness with melanism, her coat as dark as the night. Known for her striking appearance and unparalleled courage, she has become a legend among her pride.
In a time of great need, Raven was tasked with a monumental journey. She was promised safety and a warm welcome back home if she returned with gifts for all. Her travels have taken her across vast savannas, through dense forests, and over towering mountains.
With every step, Raven gathers treasures and stories to bring back to her pride. She is a symbol of hope, resilience, and the spirit of adventure.
—This beauty will travel only through my friends pride. Her lore is all connected and she is not a traveling lioness and you cannot reserve her im sorry. Traveling lions dont fit into Lioden rules so I do not trust that.—
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DATE ARRIVED/LEFT: 5/24/24 -
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APPS ADDED (IF ANY): Indigo eyes, white inverted blemish, Planning to add Nefer, get a ra cub from her, then king the ra <3. I plan to give markings too but keep her eyes
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The biting wind tore through my fur, stealing any warmth I dared to cling to, as the suffocating darkness of the forest closed in around me, a maze of twisted branches and hidden terrors. Lost and disoriented, I stumbled through the snow, each step bringing me closer to death and away from where I wanted to go.
Follow the stream, thats what I was told. I lifted my head, squinting through the snowy winds. I could'nt see the stream anymore. I had lost it.
A burst of wind hit my chest, and suddenly I was on the ground. My body shivering to the point I couldnt stand without toppeling over again. I didnt want to die like this. I haven't even done anything yet. I had so many plans. But.. I guess it seemed those plans werent for me. Maybe I was never meant to be a traveler. I'd die out here. All alone.
I let out a shaky breath before it all went black.
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Cold. Im cold. I moved my leg and a wave of prickly sensations jolted up my body. I let out a strained growl, my body was mostly numb and I my lips and eyes were frozen shut. My ears twitched as I heard a quiet humming coming towards me. Panic flashed across me as I struggled to move. A demon was going to kill me. At least I couldnt hum back.
I felt a presence sit down beside me and heard a bunch of clicks and clanks. I felt some kind of warm wet fabric being placed on my eyes and it felt soothing. A fresh sweet scent filled my nostrils. It wasnt overwhelming, it was nice. It only took me a few moments to recognize it as oranges.
My eyes slowly flickered open to see a brown lioness staring back at me. Her light brown eyes staring into mine. She nodded a hello before starting to hum again, moving around the dimly lit cave and rummaging through different herbs and glass bottles. My eyes slowly adjusted to the cave we were in. Candles were placed in every nook on the wall and in the middle there was a pile of small stone slabs. Ruins covered the wall and old drawings made by young cubs. I squinted at one, a weird goat looking lion. Maybe these guys were demons.
"ᚾᛟᛏ ᛗᚨᚾᚤ ᛏᚱᚨᚡᛖᛚᛖᚱᛋ ᚷᛟ ᛁᚾᛏᛟ ᛏᚺᛖᛋᛖ ᚹᛟᛟᛞᛋ ᚨᚾᛞ ᚲᛟᛗᛖ ᛟᚢᛏ ᚨᛚᛁᚡᛖ. ᚤᛟᚢ ᚨᚱᛖ ᛚᚢᚲᚴᚤ ᛁ ᚠᛟᚢᚾᛞ ᚤᛟᚢ."
I turned my head to look back at the lioness. Yep. Demons. I tried to open my mouth but all that came out was a puff of air before I went into a coughing fit.
The lioness sighed and grabbed some kind of human pot off of a bigger candle and walked over to me, gently placing the bowl at my paws. I looked down at the liquid and it looked like foul muck. I wasnt drinking that.
The lioness gave me a long cold glare and I decided to risk diseases than being sacrificed to that goat thing. I lowered my head and slowly began drinking it. At first it was sweet then my lungs were overwhelmed with a smokey bitter feeling. I threw my head back as the acid continued to run down my throat and burn my insides. I went to cough but then realized I didnt need to.
"What... what was that?" I managed, voice raspy.
"Cinnamon tea," she replied with a soft chuckle.
The lioness brushed past me, picking up a small meat chunk and carrying it over to me, placing it in front of me before she sits down, licking her paws.
"Like I said before. Not many travelers leave this forest alive. Your lucky I found you."
"Thank you."
"Dont thank me yet. Why did you come looking for my pride?"
I went quiet for a long time. Why had I ventured here? Why did I feel like I had a purpose, yet couldn't recall it?
"I don't remember," I confessed, panic seizing me as the truth sank in. I had no memory, not even of my own name.
The lioness considers me for a long time as I began to feel the soft animal pelts and leaves under my body as I struggled to stand.
"Do you know your name, my daughter?"
"I dont- I dont know my name. I have to- I have to-" I managed to stand then my legs buckled and I was back to where I started. Tears flooded my eyes as I tried to fight back crying.
"You have to what?"
She nudged the 'cinnamon tea' back to me and I took a drink. Sighing as I gave up.
"I have to do something.. I was sent to do something."
The lioness regarded me with a mix of pity and understanding. "Your name shall be ᛋᛟᛚᚡᛖᛁᚷᚨ (sol-vey-guh). here until you remember your own. You have strength, like the sun," she declared, bestowing upon me a name and a purpose.
"Sol" I whispered, the name feeling both foreign and comforting.
"Rest now, Sol. Tomorrow, you begin replacing the herbs I used to save you," she instructed gently.
I nodded, closing my tired eyes. I had just waken up but it felt like I haven't slept at all. Before I nodded off I mumbled under my breath jokingly, "And I thought you were doing this out of the kindness of your heart."
I felt her purr as she grew close, gently grooming the top of my head, "Only my pride gets that honor I'm afraid."
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