Griffin♡, the Aztec Knight

Discarded as a cub by his parents (unknown) Griffin was left to fend for himself and so he did. Working his way up in life through everything including the loss of his best friend lilly he persevered. Lived. Just to be a petty ass and to show everyone in his life how much of a badass he really is. This is the story of Griffin our king. The one we all rely on.


His eyes slowly opened, he was suddenly aware of a pounding in his head. "Shit" he thought to himself "were am I ?" Almost reading his mind lilly a strange yet comforting lioness said "your safe don't panic" he suddenly became hyper aware of everything around him the rocky cliff to his left the dark cave to his right. He sat up. Regretfully. "Ya your gonna want to lay back down for now" he sat silent for a moment "what happened? What did you do to me" he choked out eventually "I saved your ass that's what I did" it all came rushing back at once, his mother and father abandoning him, the cold, hot, rain, snow and blistering sandstorm that knocked him on his ass a few days ago. As he slowly returned to reality the lioness said "your pretty beat up and you have a concussion but you'll live" "how did I get here?" "My father found you knocked out cold just outside of our territory" he thought for what seemed like hours "why did he take me in" he said "he could've just left me it would have been easier for him" lilly looked at him in pure confusion and said "because my dad's not and ass and plus we need more male members for our pride so as long ad you don't pose a threat which with that concussion of yours you won't for some time" she continued "your one of us now" she paused not knowing his name "Griffin" he blurted "well Griffin I'm lilly and welcome to tartainia. My home and now yours if you'd like" he paused confused at lilly generosity. All he could say was "really? You'd do that for a stranger?" She replied "well Griffin you aren't a starter anymore" and from that moment on he lived a happy life. Until..... tragedy struck. And he was now standing at the grave of his beloved life long friend, lilly. She had gotten ambushed by a group of rouge lions "bastards" he choked before he demolished every last one of them ripping them to shreds. He left her grave with a one last goodbye and was off to start a pride of his own. This pride was dedicated to her and he made sure every last one of the members was provided for he took in strays and raised them as if they were his own because he knew that that's what lilly would have done. Now this group of strays, orphans, misfits, and absolute freaks worshiped him and he them.