Matabele

was born on 2024-07-19 09:27:21 as male (mateo was here)

(sex change him later) Done

name sujestion by #244747 (thank you for the name :shy:)

You were listening to your pride mate's hunting plans when Matabele flopped on your face. Ah, great, cub butt everywhere. So much cub butt.

As you walk up to Matabele, she drops whatever she was doing immediately. She's ready and willing to do whatever you ask!

heat 1 : nothing good but 1 special base!

heat 2 : 2 cubs with rosettes and 1 patches

heat 3 : 3 cubs , Bobbed Tail , Achromia



















The night sky rose with solemn beauty and a powerful aura. Scarface, watching the constellations finally come together, felt a call as strong as the first time he had understood the power of the stars. He understood that this was his opportunity, a moment when the cosmic forces would be in his favor to consolidate his ultimate power. But he also knew that the last obstacle in his way was Shenzi, who, despite everything, had not been loyal to him. In his mind, she had become a threat, a weakness he couldn't tolerate.

That night, guided by a cold, calculating fury, Scarface crept up to Shenzi. While she slept, he showed no compassion; In a swift and brutal attack, he sank his fangs into her neck, extinguishing the life of who had been his faithful companion and mother of his biggest Obstacle to get rid of . As Shenzi's last breath faded into thin air, Scarface felt flooded with new energy, as if the stars were finally giving him the supreme power he longed for. But what Scarface didn't understand was that the stars don't give up their power without consequences.

Upon learning of her mother's death, Matabele felt a deep pain and fury that she could not contain. He knew that facing Scarface alone was a losing battle, so he decided to do the unthinkable: seek the help of Kivuli, the dark warrior of his mother and father. Matabele knew that Kivuli was marked by Scarface's corruption, but he also knew that somewhere within him still resided the essence of the lion he once was. In a calm but firm voice, he spoke to his heart, reminding him of the kindness and honor he had lost, and showed him the pain Scarface had brought to everyone, including his own mother, Shenzi.

Gradually, reason returned to Kivuli, and Scarface's shadow began to fade from his spirit. The fury of injustice and the truth of the suffering he had endured managed to break the chains that had trapped him. Kivuli agreed to help Matabele and protect the pride from the destruction that Scarface was about to bring.



The final confrontation took place on a dark and deep night, under a sky full of stars that seemed to observe every movement. Scarface, enveloped in an aura that seemed more powerful than ever, faced Matabele and Kivuli. With every roar, every slap of his paws, the echoes of his fury and lust for power echoed through the savannah, as if even the wind was whispering his name.

Matabele and Kivuli fought with all their might, but Scarface's power seemed infinite. His connection to the stars gave him an overwhelming advantage, and his attacks were relentless. But with each blow, with each roar, something in the sky began to change. The stars began to move, spinning and shining brightly, as if the gods themselves were watching the fight and disapproving of Scarface's pride and ruthlessness.

As the fight escalated, Scarface, blinded by his ambition, issued a challenge to the gods, demanding that they surrender all their power to him or face their wrath. It was then that the sky rumbled and a voice, ancient and vast as the cosmos itself, rose in response. The star gods, offended by his arrogance and lack of respect for life and the order of the world, joined forces against him.



Starlight descended like a celestial storm, encircling Scarface and snatching away the power he had gained. His strength began to fade, and his body became covered in a silvery glow that consumed his shape, slowly disintegrating him. Scarface roared, trying to resist, but the gods had already pronounced their sentence. The gods declared to him that he would be punished with the worst of curses: he would be reborn in the form of that which he despised most, a hybrid, without identity or absolute power.

As Scarface faded into stardust, his legacy of terror disintegrated with him, scattering like ashes in the air. Its last roar, filled with frustration and despair, was drowned out in the silence of the night, and finally died away. Matabele and Kivuli watched the outcome in a tense silence, but there was no relief in their eyes. They knew that every act has a price.



The gods, satisfied with Scarface's punishment, turned their attention to Kivuli. Although he had helped stop the tyrant, the dark warrior had also been an instrument of his corruption, and his soul had been tainted by Scarface's evil and control. The light of the stars began to envelop Kivuli, and he, understanding his fate, accepted the sentence in silence, with a dignity he had lost long ago.

Kivuli vanished into stardust, like Scarface, but in his last moment, a glimmer of peace and redemption crossed his gaze. Turning into stardust, he left behind the emptiness and darkness that had tormented him, finally freed from Scarface's shadow.



At dawn, the savannah was calm, and Matabele was alone, watching the horizon with the memories of those she had lost. He had fought for justice and revenge, and had managed to free the pride from Scarface's dominance, but he knew that his life would never be the same again. The gods bestowed upon him their blessing, whispering to him that his lineage would bear the wisdom of the night and the strength of the stars, a symbol of balance and respect for life and the power of the heavens.

Matabele, now the last of her lineage, vowed to preserve her mother's legacy and restore peace to the pride. He knew that Scarface's curse was a warning from the gods against lust for power and destruction, and that his life would be dedicated to protecting that balance.

With the wisdom of the stars and the strength she had inherited from her parents, Matabele walked into the dawn, ready to forge her own destiny and create a legacy that would honor those she had lost, always remembering the stars that, from on high, would watch and guide her on her way.