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Not much is known about this male, except at a young age he was brought into the Oblitus pride by the Queen Isis. Something about him drove her toward him. May it of been the way the stars seemed to shine in his vibrant blue eyes, or the way he held himself against his siblings. She just knew he had the potential to rule.
At the young age, he was brought before the now tyrant King Bruticos. The cream colored King looked at the dark cub and smirked. Apparently he too, saw the potiental in this lad. "He will make a fine addition. Welcome home Deshi."
That wasn't his birth name, but as time went on, Deshi had forgotten his birth name or pride. As he grew from cub to adolescent, he watched the male he called father rip cubs from their mothers only to slaughter them in cold blood. Deshi couldn't believe that this male, the male he grew to idolize, was a killer. And the female, the mutated lioness, joined the cream lion in the bloodshed.
He could not speak up though. He was still to young, to naive to fight against a fully grown lion in his prime. He knew he must wait for his chance. And now, nearly five years later, his chance has come.
Deshi came forth to Bruticos and bore down on him. Claws exposed only to rip down the old lion's ribcage. Bruticos knew the now mature lion would kill him and only fought back slightly. Deshi roared in anger and tore Bruticos' throat out. Blood sprayed upon Deshi's coat, but the uproar of lionesses cheering brought Deshi to the realization that he had done it.
Queen Isis came to Deshi and rubbed against him. Murring a simple 'thank you' before the others followed her lead. Before Deshi knew it, he was King.
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