Intro
A large, primitive looking lion approaches you with gracious strides as you enter new territory. He's much larger than you and intimidating. The king is mottled with browns and shades of whites. You take notice to a great deal of assorted feathers strategically placed in his silky mane. Shifting your gaze down you see the bird skull on his necklace and as his little bob tail flicks you see the owl foot attached to it. You wonder how brutally he murdered that bird. Then, as if to contradict you, a banded kestrel flies down with a terrifying screech and perches upon his giant head. It's so small in comparison despite being a worthy predator. His striking eyes meet yours, sending a shiver down your feline spine but you can't help but feel bubbly almost, like you were playing around in sea foam. The lion greets you with a small moan and his jaw opens partly to let out the words "Hello wanderer." To your surprise his voice is gentle, yet deep. "Beware not, for strangers are welcome to my lands if they bare good intentions." Remembering proper etiquette, you pull out a feather and drop it to the ground then step back, showing that it was a gift for him. The ensconced bird immediately takes action and swoops down and grasps the feather between it's talons then hovers around the lion's mane for a brief moment. You watch curiously as the kestrel finds a suiting spot in the lion's mane to place the feather and then returns to it's spot on his head. Phew, you were worried he might not want anymore feathers for that was all you brought. Then the king turns around and ushers you to follow him into the pride land.
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A Little Background
With the death of the previous heir to the throne, grief hung in the air of the pride. The loss drove the king to make a desperate choice and adopt an unwanted cub from another pride. With wide strides, the king entered the trading center, browsing the area full of rambunctious cubs. The blurs of fur were hard to keep track of, none satisfying his need. With frustration, he walked off to take his anger off on some large boulders with his claws when he saw a lonely little cub, talking to itself, in the crack of the rocks. The cub ran up to him, it's blue eyes shimmering with hope. "This is the one." the old king told himself. After paying the dues, the two walked back to the pride. The new prince was instantly accepted, and in training shown to prove himself well. A little soon after, the queen, Rose, gave birth to two little ladies who were a little different than the other cubs. They were mutated, and they seemed to take a liking to the new prince.
As the prince neared the age of three years old, the whole pride- even including the snarky elder lionesses- anticipated that the old king would soon be driven out. They did not fear this, however, for the heir had good potential and was quite close with everyone despite being distant. Now, it was ever so obvious that the once small cub was now a fully-grown and matured adult male, with long saber teeth and not only an excessive amount of fluff around his neck, but a larger body structure overall. On his third birthday, the prince approached the king. This was the ideal age the respected heir take the new crown. "I do not wish to chase you out, father." Even though they were not biologically linked, it was just tradition for all the lions who were once cubs in this pride to call the king father. The king turned his head, revealing the wrinkles of his old age and snarled. "And I do not want some pathetic cub to take over my pride." he gruffly responded. The heir looked shocked, was he not brought to the pride to replace the king when the time came in the first place? Anger welled up in the younger lion, it apparent by the low grumbling in his throat. "You must be mistaken, it is time I take the throne, Krema." The king's eyes hardened, for no sub-male had dared to call him by his name before. Suddenly a heavy smack was thrown at the brown lion's face, leaving a deep scar across his cheek. Trickles of blood flowed from the injury. With pure blind anger, the heir threw the king out of his nest and onto the ground in the sunlight where all the pride could spectate. The king struggled to get up but was abruptly stopped by the heir's heavy paw slamming down on his chest. There was once a time in which the king could easily overpower even this primordial looking lion but he was now weakened by his older age and easily bruised. The heir returned the smack, but much harder, with his larger paw, flinging the king's head harshly to the side. He bent down, snarling against the king's face but then realized how badly he had injured him- not knowing his own power. Anger drained and regret filled the heir's face. Slowly, without opening his eyes, the king managed to utter his final words "I'm proud of you, take care of the pride." before rapidly fading away. The lionesses looked away and snuggled the cubs tightly against them, holding away the grief. The heir looked up and around at the pride. It didn't have to end that way. With mixed feelings, he stepped away from the king's corpse and faced the pride, making good posture and a strong face. The queen sauntered forward and stood beside the new king. "Let the reign of our newest leader, begin!" she cried before letting the rest of the pride rise with an uproar of enthusiasm. She turned to the primal lion, and placed a paw on his chest, uttering a few phrases that he would repeat. These solemn oaths would later hold him accountable for anything he might do. After she finished, she stepped away to the side, and the newly crowned king let out a deep and proud roar. The rest of the pride joined in and later, they followed with a ceremonial burying of the retired king.
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Dates to Remember
2/3/17
Paid 350sb
Trading Center
520 Stats
6 Marks
2/3/17
Random Marking Applicator: Slot 1/Gold Eyebrows 19% - Free Rollover
2/5/17
"The fur glistens with spirited mist." Hollowed Fur! :D
2/6/17
"Don't be afraid. Remember who they are." Vision of Ancestors BG!! *Scream*
2/11/17
"Warm and Fuzzy!" Cocoa Lace! :D
2/12/17
"The lion roars and his bones snap as he grows into a were-lion. Or just something much more primal." *Intense Breathing*
2/15/17
"Your lion puffs up, all colourful and fantabulous." Slot 10, Leg spotting fading black.
3/2/17
Reached 100 patrols, gained 185 stats, gathered 53 items, Lvl 4
3/3/17
"You successfully retired your elder lion. Please proceed." Reached age 3, CROWNED!
Total Amount Spent: [11552] SB, [34] GB
(MOD: Primal 30gb + 10gb retirement + 5gb lion)
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Goals:
[✓] Complete the one year cub training
[✓] Complete the one year adolescent training
[✓] Complete one year of patrolling
[✓] King at age 3
[✓] Reach Dreamboat Impression
[✓] Reach Level 10
[✓] Reach 1K Stats
[ ] Send Away 100 Lions
[ ] Kill 100 Lions
[✓] Defeat 100 NPCs in Explore
[✓] Walk 5000 Explore Steps
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Stat Gains
Cub Training Stat Gains:
"Your teen lion: Prince Reign (#794110252766) aged up into adulthood. They got the following stat boosts from cub training:"
(+56 STR)
(+15 AGI)
(+14 SMR)
Training Bar: 100%
Total Stats Gained: 85
Patrolling Stat Gains
(+30 speed)
(+35 agility)
(+25 strength)
(+35 stamina)
(+35 smarts)
(+25 skill)
Number of Patrols: 100
Total Stats Gained: 185
Most Amount of Stats from One Patrol: 7
Honeycomb Stat Gains:
"Your lion noms on the snack."
(+8 SPD!)
(+8 SMR!)
(+8 STR!)
(+7 STM!)
(+10 AGI!)
Consumed Total: 10
Total Stats Gained: 41
Egg Yolk Stat Gains:
" "
+0
Consumed Total: 0
Baoball Stat Gains:
"But you gained ____ anyway."
+1 agility
+1 stamina
+3 speed
+2 skill
+2 smarts
Played Total: 3
Total Stats Gained: 9
Impression Stat Gains
"Yeaaah! You improved your impression level.. And are now Deamboat! Aw, no impression improvement as you're ALREADY so impressive, but you got _____ & _____ instead! Yay! :D"
+4 Strength
+4 Speed
+4 Smarts
+4 Stamina
+4 Agility
Improved Total: 4
Total Stats Gained: 20
Leveling Up Stat Gains
"Yeaaah! You levelled up successfully and gained _____ & _____ !
Your energy has been replenished to 100%."
+33 Strength
+26 Smarts
+41 Speed
+40 Stamina
+35 Agility
Levels Completed: 13
Total Stats Gained: 175
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Experience Gains
Broken Drone Experience Gains:
"Your lion plays with this weird thing for a while."
+500 EXP
Consumed Total: 10
UAV Search and Rescue Experience Gains:
"Your lion plays with this weird thing for a while."
+0 EXP
Consumed Total: 0
Giant Tortoise Experience Gains:
" "
+0 EXP
Consumed Total: 0
Coconut Experience Gains:
" "
+0 EXP
Consumed Total: 0
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Growing Up
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Interactions
"As you greet Prince Reign with a low, affectionate rumble, he returns it with a friendly growl."
"Prince Reign smoothly and quietly catches his target. The question is, why is every girl cub in the area here to watch? +3% training experience!"
"You have no idea why Prince Reign is stacking rocks in intricate patterns, but it certainly has nothing to do with climbing."
"You were having trouble sleeping, so you left the den, and ran into Prince Reign. He sits with you and tells you all about the shapes he can see in the stars."
"You sparred with Prince Reign and gained +3 strength!
Prince Reign has gained a scar from some over-zealous tussling - whoops!
+1x Scar: Cheek has been equipped to him."
"You have some trouble finding Prince Reign to ask him to watch a cub for a few minutes. No seriously, is he off staring at the stars again?"
"Return to Explore?
You lost -10 energy and gained +95 EXP, +3% impression progress , and received a Scar: Neck!
Exhausted and close to death, the opponent uses their last ounce of strength to flee the battle, leaving you victorious!
[Lioness]"
"You duck to the ground, trying to sneak around the zebra, but it kicks you and runs away! Ouch!
You got 1x Scar: Nose Ridge"
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Studding
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Handsome, natural looking stud. With his pelt consisting of beautifully diluted browns and whites, this primal lion produces stunning cubs, at the low cost of 300sb! Boasting 10 markings, 1K stats, Seafoam eyes, and VLF friendly.
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Primal || 300sb || 1k+ stats || VLF friendly || 10 100% Marks || Natural pelt || [link]
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