Happy birthday to me! Bought Dec 8th, 2024 for 150
and 3 apps totaling 215
value. Only missing one heat. Happy early birthday to me
Next heat for Kle for snuhmas - got a jag!
Heat afterwards is for Member ID #414715 for winning traveler raffle. all items provided.
Iberar and Charon needed help.
In the last few years, whispers were in high demand. Lots of whispers to be taken to the celestial kingdom, and lots of whispers to be taken back to lionesses to be reborn again. They hardly have time to themselves!
Iberar was transporting a group of little whispers when
OOMF! something solid slammed into her side, knocking the wind out of her. It's embarrassing, a ferus being body slammed. She was tired and had let her guard down. Now on high alert, the Queen rose to her feet and ran to the little ones. Counting them to ensure no celestial monster had taken one of them, she looked around for her assailant. Spotting a suspicious lump in the wispy gasses of space, she motioned for the whispers to get back.
"Back up, little ones. It is dangerous here, you don't know what it could be." Batting her paw, Iberar wafted the clouds to the side and noticed a pelt glittered with stardust. It looked like its own little nebula, and would blend in if it wasn't for the long black mohawk and black stripes rippling through its pelt. Iberar opened her mouth and tasted the air. It smelled like whispers and....a Jaguar? No, its a Jaglion! Iberar had started to see these in the areas around her pridelands once that ship had crashed with Mateo and his friends inside. She squints as she circles the young jaglion. "What is one doing here? Passing on already? So young..."
Iberar cautiously pawed at it, still unsure if it was a friend or foe. It was knocked out cold, probably from slamming into her at full force.
The adolescent scrunched their nose, twitching an ear at Iberar's touch. Suddenly, their eyes flashed open and they struggled to walk, stumbling a few steps away. Slamming face-first into a ferus will do that to you.
"Watch where you're walkin! Some things LIVE HERE!" The adolescent roared as they furiously groomed extra stardust out of their pelt. They eyed Iberar suspiciously and circled around, staying moving in case the large creature decided to pounce on them.
"Me? You're the one camouflaged! I'm HUGE! It's hard to miss me in all of this." Iberar retorted, snorting at this cub's attitude. 'Great. Another snarky child. Frigg would love this one.' She curled her nose at the thought. 'I have to stop collecting children'.
As the two sized eachother up, the Jaglion tripped over one of the little whispers as it darted towards Iberar. When they stood up, the whisper was...gone?
"Where is she?!" Iberar roared as she lunged towards the Jaglion, slamming into their side and knocking the cub back. She frantically searched the mist for the whisper, but to no avail. Snapping her attention up to the jaglion, she noticed its eyes and paws now glowed with a soft blue hue. Almost like it was coming from within. "DID YOU EAT HER?" the ferus stomped to the jaglion, who was now cowering, ears back and eyes wide.
Frozen in fear, the Jaglion offered no response. Instead, they simply opened their mouth, poking their tongue out and....spit out a blue wisp. The wisp danced around their feet momentarily, before reforming into the little whisper. "I didn't do it on purpose. You guys just don't watch what you're doing!" The blue hue emanating from them was now gone, and the fear was replaced with irritation in their Stellar-colored eyes.
Iberar glowered at the Jaglion, but her curiosity was palpable. She's met whisper-eaters. She's met possessed husks. She's never met.....whisper bearers? "So you ate her?" Iberar asked again, still bristled with anger as she checked the little one over. It seemed fine, except for it excitedly bouncing and saying 'Again! again!'. Iberar hushed it and turned her attention to the creature in front of her.
"No. I just....Absorb them? I don't know. Sometimes I play with whispers I find. I'll hold them for a little and we'll go on adventures. I can always spit them out. It's like....I'm hollow. Or something. I think I have a whisper of my own, but I don't remember being born." they scrunch their face as they slowly stand up, stress grooming for a few licks. "Though I don't think normal lions remember being born. I've never met anyone else that I could ask, though. I've been alone since I....formed." they cough awkwardly, a small puff of stardust and blue glitter coming from their mouth. "I don't know. It's like I've got extra space in here or something."
"How many can you hold?" Iberar sits, head tilted and eyeing the Adol with wonder. This could be the help they need.
"I-what?" The jaglion blinks, looking at iberar in shock. After a few moments of silence they smile sheepishly, "....twenty-five. I threw up after twenty-six." They mumble and make mini swirls in the nebula at their feet.
With a wide grin, Iberar stands up and approaches the young...nebula. "I have a job for you, Soul Eater."
