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Oct event: Heavy black clouds gradually fill the evening sky, dimming the bright sunset until the sky's colorful hues turn as black as the forthcoming night. The darkness unsettles you to your core, forcing the fur along your spine to stand up. Something isn't right.
Your pace quickens as an instinct within you warns you to find shelter quickly. You can only hope your pride will be okay. Unfortunately, your pride is far away, too far to comfortably run to for security. As your paws quickly trod through dried grass and decaying locust shells you notice a cave mouth perfect for sheltering. Without hesitation, you turn your attention to the rocky outcropping and pick up your speed. Inside of the cave is another lion. Er- something resembling a lion. His back is turned to you, the attention of the juvenile creature focused on the scrawling he's scratching into the rock's surface. You cough softly to announce your presence, causing the lion to jump slightly and stop his work.
He turns towards you with a relaxed demeanor, acting as if you hadn't just scared him. Large horns are sprouted from the top of his head with just the slightest of a curve, another pair sticking straight from his cheekbones to curl forwards. Sleeping on his side must be difficult. The most notable features he adorns are a large pair of wings, the bat-like appendages folded neatly against his body. "Are you just going to keep staring?" The lion stands up from his carvings on the grime-covered walls to approach you slowly and cautiously. "What do you want?" (Shelter)
"Oh." The stranger's uncertain demeanor vanishes. "Well then, make yourself at home. I wouldn't mind having some company, especially company such as yours, my dude."
A warm smile brightens his deep-set features, relaxing the tension in your muscles. "My name is Nirah. Nirah the Manticore." (Im Riley)
"Riley the brave, you've probably noticed by now the scary shit happening around this time of year, my dude. To put it simply, some intense forces of Hell are creating and opening portals, trying to claim all of the animals as their slaves or champions. They do this so that the battle between Heaven and Hell can be swayed in their favor.
Personally, I don't care about the goals of either side. I'd like to consider myself somewhere in the middle. Angels dislike me because I'm not that graceful or very pure, and demons dislike me because I'm not 'evil enough'. Not sure what they mean by that, but I won't argue. Thankfully, both sides are too focused on destroying each other and in the end they couldn't care less about my existence.
Maybe you could do some surveying around the area for me and see what's going on? I think I'd rather sit in my den and watch from afar. I don't think much has really happened yet, though."
(On it.)
"Interesting... The war seems to only have just begun. Technically you could join a side if that fancies your interests. Or, if you're like me and want to keep all that celestial shit out of your mane you could just... not pick a side."
(I choose good)
Nirah's barbed tail curls with pleasure, clearly pleased with your dedication. "Before we start making any decisions you may regret, we need to clear the area of all these rabid animals. And by "we", I mean you are going to clear the area of all these rabid animals, my dude."
His pleasant smile melts into a heart-warming laugh. You aren't sure if the gesture is genuine anymore or if the young adult is trying to persuade you with his good looks. Either way, it seems to be working.
"Technically, I could do it no problem with my fancy magic and powers, but I have better things to do. Things like... not clearing out rabid animals while Heaven and Hell have a turf war. I'll watch your back though, no worries! If you get in a tough spot I'll be here for you, always."
Did he just step closer to you?
"Once you show off your skills I can go out and see if it's even possible to get you in contact with the Angels or the Demons. If not, I won't complain. You seem like fun company to keep, my dude."
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