Ridgeripper's Den

You look around..

You hum in thought, glancing around at the pride of lions gathered around the dark environment, fireflies drifting through the sky. You walk towards them, jumping in surprise at the cubs who run in your path before scurrying off to their mother, laughing and giggling all the way there. “You’re here.” A calm voice sounds from behind you. Ridgeripper carefully walks up to your side, staring up at the starry sky with an unreadable expression , “We’ve been waiting for you.” He says quietly, voice almost like a whisper. “Welcome to our pride, the Rising Dawn.” The large male makes a huffing noise, staring off at his pride. He nudges you forward with a paw, “Go on, they’re eager to meet you. Unless you’d like to know more, then Joana might be more helpful.” He let out a small laugh and smiled wryly, the most emotion you’ve ever seen from the primal lion.
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Welcome! I’m Lightcore, but you can just call me Light! I’m online quite a lot, but I tend to spend most of my time exploring so please don’t get upset if I don’t accept stud requests as quickly ;;0 As you can probably tell, I like seeing this pride as a story of lions who experience all kinds of none sense. My first king, Sandstorm, sort of made the whole legacy, even if I myself don’t like him too much lmao, when stud requests are open I’ll have rules down either here or in the king’s profile themselves!

You walk towards the willow..

Before you can even open you mouth to say something, a ghostly red and white lioness takes shape in front of you. This must be Joana. She looks you up and down before snapping angrily, “Who are you? What are you doing with our pride?” As you try to explain to her that you were sent by Ridgeripper to learn more about the Rising Dawn, she sighs, her tail waving lazily. “Of course he did. Now where do I start..” “We are the Rising Dawn, our goal being to well, survive. Though, with Ridgeripper in charge he insists our goal is now to ensure peace, the fool..” She paused for a moment, “Sometimes he makes exceptions. We can’t be too safe in these times.. Oh, and mind those two,” She gestured over to two submales in the distance, chatting while walking. “Haru and Oracle: Haru came here when he was just a little thing, raised by our former kind, Sandstorm. Oracle.. hmph. Nevermind.” She scoffed, her lips peeling back in a snarl. Joana glances at you, “Is that all? Okay, good. Now goodbye.” She suddenly faded away, leaving you by yourself.