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Kinged: - 04/12/2024
Starting stats: - 03 years old - 346
(De-aged him on April 14, 2024, to 2 years old *stats: 375*)
(Again) Starting stats: - 03 years old - 419
Starting stats: - 04 years old - 494
Starting stats: - 05 years old - 573
Starting stats: - 06 years old - 636
-(6 Years and 5 Months I used: Lab test frog and Kind Pose! *(And a Intergelalitc Valiant marking app! -(Amborsia)-)*
Starting stats: - 07 years old - 653
Starting stats: - 08 years old - 660
(Like sun dog in the blue sky, your lion's fur reflects a halo with shining sunspots. Ethreal to Parhelion <2024-09-09 19:12:19>)
Starting stats: - 09 years old - 723
Starting stats: - 10 years old - 738
Starting stats: - 11 years old -
Starting stats: - 12 years old -
Starting stats: - 13 years old -
Starting stats: - 14 years old -
Starting stats: - 15 years old -
Starting stats: - 16 years old -
Muts bred:
Pies: (Cracked x4)
Folded ears: 1
Patches:
Goals: (July [920 Axion cores for apps in 1st tier])
Before her lesson was about to begin, Tree snuck off with a flirty pride male. You made a mental note to go tell him off later.
You trot towards Deras to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?
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' ' Tackle, dear.' 'Snow'shower said in a hoarse voice. Tackle turned around, worried for his elderly mother.
' ' Yes Mother?' ' Tackle said as he leaned down, his ears pricked to hear the old lionesses voice.
' 'Bring me...' 'Snow'shower erupted in coughs again, worrying Tackle more.
' 'Snow'Flake! Get some water for Snow'Shower!' ' Tackle put his muzzle against his mother head.
' 'Get off of me!' 'Snow'shower growled, an edge in her voice.
' 'As I was saying; Bring me Red Fawn. I need to talk to her.' '
' 'Very well.' ' Tackle turned around and walked out of the den as Snow'Flake rushed past, carrying a stone bowl of water in her jaw.
Leaving the den, Tackle pelted over to the sunning tree. A tree where all pride members lay on the ground or tree and sun themselves. It's also a training spot for cubs, and a late night meet up for adols.
' 'Is Red Fawn here anywhere?' ' Tackle asked Dark'meet. Dark'meet was different from the others', she wasn't really into Male lions. Instead, her mate was Snow'Flake, a kind lioness who shocked Savau when she said she would like Dark'meet to be her mate.
' 'Yeah, she's talking to Sandbird about hunting. She's near the Deep Hole.' 'Dark'meet said sitting with the cubs and Jokalyy.
' 'Thanks.' 'Tackle said as he walked over there. Seeing his sister Tackle walked over and head butted her affectionately.
' 'Mom wants to see you.' '
' 'Really?' ' Red Fawn tilted her head and looked at Tackle.
Tackle nodded his head and signaled for her to follow him.
' 'Mother, I have Red Fawn.' ' Tackle said as he and his sister padded in, a worried look on them both.
' 'Mother! Red Fawn came for you.' 'Red Fawn always had a weird way of talking, which had made Tackle wince in a way.
' 'Stop that. I have a few words to say before I leave. And only to these two. Everyone else leave, immediately!' 'Snow'shower's growl had made everyone in the cave scamper out, and made her two children flinch.
' 'Red Fawn; Have your life planned out. Go around and plan out who's gonna sire your next cubs, because it won't be your brother, who is, in fact, also your father.' 'Snow'shower and Tackle had kept it a secret from Red Fawn who her father was.
' 'What!?' 'Red Fawn Whirled around to face Tackle, but he continued looking at Snow'Shower.
' 'Tackle, From now on, every cub is to have a clean lineage, Do you hear me?' ' Tackle nodded.
' 'After that, you send out the Fodders for Silver Beetles, for Gold Beetles, For other important items, just get you blood Everywhere.' '
' 'Back to you Red Fawn. I want you to leave,' 'Snow'shower looked at Red Fawns cub-filled belly.
' 'leave after the litter is born, leave after they are weaned. But, if one cub ends up with Tackle's mutation, then you stay until you are in heat again.' '
' 'We have ancestors that have prides called 'Clans', I want us to be like that, I want you to be like that. I want-' ' Snow'shower chanted her lines long and proud before Alder walked in with Drizzle.
' 'Is Snow'shower okay?' ' Drizzle asked lightly, clearly not trying to be in the danger-zone on the old lioness's claws.
' 'Drizzle, Alder get out.' 'Tackle ordered. Drizzle scurried away without looking back to see if Alder had followed.
' 'Alder, come here sweetie...' 'Snow'shower purred as Alder walked over, not much in his lingering gaze.
Leaning forward, Snow'shower placed her muzzle on top of Alder's head. "From today until your next Naming Ceremony, will be know as Alder'claw. In being a claw, you help and provide you Clan with the food, shelter, toys, and more in your lifetime. 'Claw' is a suffix, it will not be forever. You will receive your next Naming ceremony the day before you turn 24 months, or 2 Years old, however you prefer.' ' Lifting her muzzle, Snow'Shower gazed fondly and the cub. ' 'Your Naming was late, but it will prove beneficial in the end.' ' With a wave of her tail, Snow'shower dismissed the cub, focusing her hard gaze upon them once again.
' 'This Clan needs a clan name, something that will end with 'Clan'.' 'Snow'shower said inwardly to Tackle, raising a brow at him.
Tackle thought about it, but he didn't really need too. They were lions, lions had prides. But they also have pride in themselves.
' 'PrideClan.' 'Tackle meowed simply, showing no hesitation in responding.
' 'Very well.' ' Snow'shower nodded her head before continuing.
' 'You will need roles. A leader; You, until you die.
A deputy; The first Sub-male. He is not to ever leave, he is to die here.
A second-in-command; They are to be the Deputy's Helper. To help organize hunting patrols, so on and so forth.
Lead Huntress; She is there to lead her specific hunting party. That means there will be one for each.
Planner; They plan everything that will happen. Cubs, Training, Ceremonies, Rituals, everything.
Planner assistant; They help your planner.
Prey-gatherer; They gather your prey. They help you sell it, gift it, feed it to your Clanmates. They will also tell you when the prey will go bad.
Cub Trainer; They will train your cubs daily.
Adolescent Trainer; They will train your adolescent during their hunt or Border patrol.
Watcher; They will watch over the borders. You need eight in total. Two for each border.
Broodmother; We already have them, but you mustn't forget about them.
And lastly a queen; She will be you main lioness to breed with. She must be clean with a short lineage. She mustn't be too colorful, but must have a noticeable amount of markings of any sorts.
Make sure you remember all of this, Tackle. You may add more roles if you think it is necessary.' '
Getting up, Snow'shower walked out of the Sand Dip Hollow, and to the Calling Cliff.
' 'I, Snow'shower, Elder of this Pride, now changes how life will go.' 'Snow'shower began, Standing proud as the last rays of sunlight fades away.
' 'This pride is no longer! We are now PrideClan. This is your leader Tacklestar, and he will lead you all until his last breath.' 'Snowshower wheezed.
' 'You will be appointed your roles in due time.' 'With that, a crack of thunder and lightning flashed over head, but when everyone looked back at Snow'shower, she was dead.
Snow'shower was dead, and there was no bringing her back.
Goodbye mother,
(July 27th, 2024. - 2024.07.27)
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