✦ Rules, Organization and Table of Contents ✦

✦ Kings and Queens of the past ✦

First Generation:


Dethraki and Movurtia

Second Generation:


Kormetru and Daeva

Third Generation:


Klaus and Galya

Fourth Generation:


Bysoon and Delia


Fifth Generation:


Zetzoel and Alegria

✦ Special Members ✦

Shaman of the pride


Ritaki is the shaman of the pride. She discovered the herb grove hidden just under the pride's rock, where the great spirits granted her the powers of a shaman and immortality after death. She did pass away, though her spirit is still present in the grove, and still keeps her title as the shaman. The pride still goes to her in times of need.

Keepers of the pride


Infernal is the keeper of the pride. She was not birthed, but created when the pride called upon the spirits in times of need. She roams the pride's land, warning off anyone who dares intrude with bad intentions. She's immortal and cannot die. Her demonic form can only be seen at night, while during the day, she appears as any other lioness.


Xiclo is the daughter of Infernal. She was not birthed naturally, but her mother was pregnant with her, and when the time of labor came, she was taken out of her belly by the great spirits, blessed with her mother's task and prowess, and then placed by her mother's side. She was not granted the gift of immortality due to a mishap during her adult years that caused the pride a few complications, but her spirit was allowed to come back every night to protect the pride alongside her mother.

✦FAMILY TREES✦

✦ Reanova ✦

Reanova was walking along the Savannah, her eyes scanned the area for a place to rest. She had set out from her old pride to look for one she could form. She had been walking the whole day and the night had finally settled in, but there were no trees she could rest underneath. She knew she had to rest, for she had a rough day.

Wildebeests aren't an easy prey when you're a lone lioness, and that particular day she had received a blow to her stomach from one and had to eat a left over zebra carcass, which wasn't much. She was beginning to feel dizzy, and her vision was beginning to blur little by little. She gulped roughly, and kept going.

Her legs where beginning to give in when a roar resonated through her ears. She instantly became alert. "Can it be one of those ferocious prides?" A chuckle made her head turn quickly. "You most certainly have a hilarious mind, beautiful." A massive lion approached her, followed by two lionesses. "Stay back..!" She shouted, or so she thought, her voice came out in a hoarse whisper.

The lion laughed. "Calm down my sweet, we won't hurt you." Her ears perked up, her eyes scanning the lion with caution. "You're alone, have you lost your pride?" She shook her head. "I left." "Why is that?" She gulped. "I wanted to start one of my own." She could see the lion's brows shoot upwards. "Is that so?" He circled her, before stalking away. The lionesses that accompanied him motioned for her to follow. She obliged.

They showed her around the small land. "It's not much for now, but we will grow just like every other pride, and we'll become the strongest out there, you'll see." Dethraki, whom she had learned was the King, proudly stated as he climbed up a mountain looking stack of rocks with an opening to a den. The lionesses, Izrabella and Lideya, motioned for her to follow but Reanova shook her head and scanned the area. A tree finally appearing in her sight.

She trotted as quick as she could and with a relieved sigh, she laid -more like flopped- down on the soft grass, her flank pressed against the tree for support as her head lowered gently onto her legs. She thought over everything Dethraki had said about the pride and what he had in mind, she found his ideal to be noble and just, something you didn't see much these days, with all the bloody murder prides out there.

Her ears perked up at the sound of crunching leaves and branches, her head shooting upwards in alarm but soon relaxing when Dethraki came into view. He laid a Zebra leg in front of her and laid down across from her, watching her intently. Without hesitation, Reanova 'wolfed' down the carcass piece, finishing with a lick to her bloodied muzzle. She looked up to the sound of a chuckle emitting from Dethraki, he stood up and motioned for her to follow him up the weird mountain looking stack of rocks, and inside the den opening.

This time, she followed without a doubt.

In the span of weeks, she was already the lead hunter, and the first for The Night Spirits. The lionesses followed her without doubt, for she had earned her place and the respect of the small pride. She was the first to sire Dethraki's first litter and first daughter. Reanova was a kind, loving mother yet strict when she had to. She welcomed into the pride Movurtia, Pyralis and Odesia, with whom she bonded strongly just like Lideya and Izrabella.

Reanova died during the last years of Dethraki's reign, before a lion, named Kormetru took over. She was the first pride member death and probably the most painful one. Vitali, her daughter, buried her by the tree she had told her to be the one in which she made her decision to be part of the pride. Dethraki decided to make this a tradition, every lion deceased will be buried by this tree, no matter the circumstances. The pride agreed and roared into the night sky, wishing Reanova's spirit to find her way towards the ancestors.

She smiled down to them from above.

**

Some say that if you stand near the tree and listen closely, her wise words can guide you through any rough patches.

✦ Dethraki ✦

Dethraki was born into The Blood Feast Pride. A pride dedicated to spill blood wherever they stepped. Innocent lives where lost within this pride's reach, and they didn't feel any remorse whatsoever. Dethraki was the current king's heir. He grew up training to be the assassin he was meant to be and learning how to lead his warriors; but Dethraki didn't want any of that.

He disagreed with it, hating the idea of killing for any other purpose apart from food and defense. So he left, but not without a fight. He faced his own king, mentor, father and grandfather. He fought with all his might, but of corse, lost and was at the verge of dying from the gashes he had. Somehow, someway, he survived.

He stayed under the shade of a tree for a few days to rest, his wounds had stopped bleeding but he was still very weak. He decided to look for water and food. Water was easy, there was a river near his old pride's territory, but food was a challenge. With no lionesses, he had to steal. Even if he felt bad for it, he did what he could to survive. About 2 months later, now fully recovered and the wounds all scarred up, he set off to form a pride of his own.

Dethraki's hope was slowly fading away, it had been months since he left his pride and hadn't encountered a single lioness to woo, but his luck was about to change, because a few days later, he encountered a lioness named Izrabella. She was alone and prideless, much to his appeal, and together they set out to find an unoccupied territory. With faith restored, and the spirits from above in their guidance, they were sure to find success; and boy did they succeed.

They settled in a relatively small savannah. It was blessed with trees and a small grove hidden behind a group of bushes found exactly beneath a mountain of rocks. It wasn't literally a mountain, but it was a large rock with a cave opening right in the middle of what seemed like a crocodile's mouth, it stretched forward and upwards, leaving the perfect space for the pride to conceal itself and stay safe while watching over it's territory.

Not long after they settled, Dethraki's luck increased, for a lioness by the name of Lideya stumbled upon his pride, and not long after, they encountered Reanova. Needless to say, he finally began his dream and true purpose in life. Everything that his old pride taught him, he shared with his lionesses. They were shocked and horrified at what he had to say, but they agreed with his decision and motives to be the change in their world.

Lions shouldn't kill each other, but strive to be the best and maintain peace within. Along the way, he encountered a beautiful lioness that stole his heart. Movurtia became everything he would think about, if she wanted something he would get it. She was his Queen.

He continued to gather lionesses as they came, and officially formed The Night Spirit's Pride. His old pride had the tendency to attack innocent's while they slept. So he dedicated his current pride to protect the innocent while they slept, but without them knowing. Dethraki welcomed everyone who needed a place to stay, and he would definitely welcome anyone who wanted a true family, an actual home, a real pride.

Maybe that was his mistake, because throughout what would be the last years of his reign, he encountered a lone male by the name of Kormetru. He sympathized the lion and took him under his wing. He trained him to be his subordinate male, but not his heir, though he trusted him with his life, and that love brought him to his end.

Dethraki was murdered by Kormetru when he challenged him for the title of King of the pride. The humble king was heartbroken, and even though he tried to talk things out, Kormetru didn't budge. Had he seen the evil within this male, maybe he would've prevented the outcome, but the male surprised him and in a split second, Dethraki was on his way to the spirits of above. The pride was shocked, horrified, heartbroken, everything in between the lines and much more. Their beloved king was gone before his time, and a new era, one they hoped would never come, was about to begin.

Dethraki was buried next to Reanova, under the tree, as proclaimed by him.

**

Some say that if you rest beneath the tree, you can still hear his soothing kind words of encouragement.

✦ Lideya ✦

Lideya was running through the savannah chasing a meerkat, growling when it disappeared into a hole. "You're kidding me! That's the third one today!" She yelled in frustration and pawed at the ground angrily before walking away. She had been alone since she left her good-for-nothing-so-called-pride.

The king was a total slack, and she didn't like how the other lionesses didn't do a thing about it, they thought that having a male was 'everything', stupid and useless if you asked her, so she set out to find a real pride. She hadn't had much luck, it had been almost 2 months since she left and every pride she encounter were either savages or they had a king like her old pride.

She laid down under the shade of a small tree with a heave. She was tired of being lonely and frankly, the meerkats where a total pest. With a sigh, she closed her eyes for a small nap. The entire day had gone by in the blink of an eye, and she had spent it chasing those annoying meerkats, hoping to sink her teeth into one of them. They had been cackling at her like hyenas in a blood feast and it hit her last nerve, though for the most part, she was hungry.

She didn't know how much time had passed when a roar of thunder touched the sky. Startled, she umped and growled, looking around when the rain started to fall. Snarling at it, she shouted towards the sky "I hate wet season!" she pawed at the rain as if to swat it away. A low, deep and raspy laugh filled her ears. She turned her head towards the laughter's direction just to find a massive, hunk-like lion a few feet from her.

"My, aren't you just hilarious?" She growled "Back off you!" The lion chuckled "Feisty, aren't we? I just wanted to know why are you in my territory?" His territory? Shit. He must be king! She thought with gulp and crouched lowly "Nothing that you would care about." She spat assuring her undeniable death. Way to go, stupid.

The lion raised an eyebrow with a tilt of his head "Alright beautiful, come along." He said and turned around, walking away. Blinking, her mouth went slightly agape in surprise, she had expected him to kick her out. Taking advantage that the male had turned his back on her, she looked around for an escape route but the rain was too heavy now and it was impossible to see beyond. Muttering inaudible curses, she obliged.

The male had guided her into a tall pile of rocks that appeared to be a mountain, and had an entrance like the mouth of a crocodile, with a cave opening in the middle. A light cream lioness trotted up to them as soon as they came into view. The king fondly greeted her before introducing her as Izrabella, the lioness looked at Lideya, who simply smiled awkwardly. "Welcome home." The lioness said, surpising her even more. Never had she seen a pride so open to strangers, and she kind of liked it.

From that day on, she earned a place in the alpha hunting group of the pride and a spot in the heart of the king. She was glad she found Dethraki, if it weren't for him she would've never known what it was like to be part of a real pride and that having a male was not so bad. Her feisty and honest character earned her an enormous respect from the pride, if you needed someone to trust, Lideya would be there.

She lived after Dethraki's death, but only a year into Kormetru's reign. Lideya was an elder by then, and her rebellious personality was not to the evil king's liking. If it weren't for the lionesses, she would've surely been killed. When she passed away, she was glad to finally join her true king with the spirits from above.

She was buried between Dethraki and Reanova.

**

Some say, that if you ever need guidance, her brutally honest words can help any clouded mind find motivation.

✦ Movurtia ✦

Movurtia was walking peacefully alongside the green savannah. it was wet season, meaning there was a lot of rain and the land was fertile, it was also a perfect time to mate. She sighed deeply, she had been lonely ever since her pride broke apart when the king died and the lionesses took off with their cubs, leaving her alone to fend for herself.

She was a newly grown female, so she had little experience with hunting, fighting and less with breeding. She thought she would bare the cubs of her king one day, she wanted nothing more than his love and for her cubs to feel the love of their mother, like her own mother before had done when Movurtia was a cub.

Her tongue lolled out as she tasted the rain, drinking in what she could. Her wine pelt was damp and she felt heavy. She snarled and nipped at the ground in frustration. Why did things have to be this way? She was alone, tired, hungry and scared. She didn't know where to rest for the night and where to hunt.

She was driven out of her territory when hyenas took over, she told the lionesses to defend it but they were already too far off into their own world to care. She pawed at the ground and with one roar of anger, she ran. She couldn't see very well with the rain, and she didn't know where exactly she was going, but she didn't stop.

Her legs where muddy and throbbed in pain as they gave in and she fell to the ground. She didn't know how long she had been running or where she was. Her eyes became heavy and she let them flutter close as the rain pounded against her pelt and a roar filled her ears, she assumed it was thunder, so she shrugged it off and fell asleep. After what seemed like hours, her senses returned and her eyes fluttered open at the sound of strange voices.

"Mom?" She mumbled, but there was no response, only laughter. Her eyes snapped open just to face two lionesses. She gulped and with a blush slithering through her cheeks, she jumped up, hissing in pain from her still throbbing legs but she muffled it by growling in warning.

The lionesses smiled nonetheless and gave her space. She perked her ears and frowned "Who are you and where have you brought me?" she questioned, but they stood quiet. "The question is, who are you?" She turned towards the deep, raspy voice.

A massive lion stood in front of her. He was more muscled and taller than her last king making her drop to a crouch, as the lion raised an eyebrow at her. "Movurita.. sir.." His face morphed from amused to surprised, and back to playful all in the blink of an eye. He stayed quiet for a few moments, she could swear he was speechless, but the lion was unreadable. "Welcome to The Night Spirits Pride, beautiful."

Had anyone told her that she had to leave her birth pride to find her true home, she would've probably laughed and high-fived their face; but now, looking at her family and the lion she loved, she wouldn't change what happened to her for the world. She became the first queen of the pride, and the one to give Dethraki a heir. She would've loved to see him reign next to her king, but as she had learned, some things don't turn out the way you expect.

When Dethraki was murdered, she was devastated and wanted nothing more than to run away, but as past queen, she knew she couldn't do that to her pride. Even though Kormetru had stripped her from the title, the lionesses considered her as their leader, even the current queen. She made sure that Dethraki's dream would pass on to the cubs and that no lioness strayed from the true Night Spirits Pride.

She was buried to the right of her beloved Dethraki.

**

Some say, that if you fall asleep under the tree, all of the stories she told can be heard once more.

✦ Izrabella ✦

Izrabella was wondering through the savannah, lonely and hungry. She was chased out of her pride for defying the king's orders. Never had she done something so outrageous, but never had she been asked to do something so cruel. She was a gentle spirit, her pride used to blossom with innocence, but that change the fateful day that the king lost his queen.

She had not been lucky the past few days, food was the most difficult to find since she was alone now. Her knees gave up, making her flop onto the grass, her eyes heavily fluttered closed and her breathing evened, as she went into a deep slumber. She woke up to annoying pokes into her flank, she snarled at whatever was molesting her. Couldn't they see that she was resting? What would be so stupid as to bother a lion?

With a honk, the animal continued. She frowned and growled, standing up and swinging her paw tiredly. The vulture squawked and flew off. She must look awful for a bird to think of her as dead. Her expression saddened, as her eyes seemed to cast a shadow into her demeanor. "Do I really look that bad?" She spoke out loud.

"Are you talking to me?" a low, raspy & tired-like voice resonated in her ears. She slowly turned her head to see a massive lion laying under the shade of a tree whilst looking at her with his piercing gaze. She gulped and flopped back on the ground. "No.. I'm speaking to myself.." He raised an eyebrow but she laid her head onto the ground, leaving her fangs out in warning but closing her eyes once more.

She was not in the mood to put up with a male. She wanted to be alone, and today it seemed that her wish was not being respected. There was a rustle into the distance and before she knew it, dirt filled her nostrils, making her cough and raise her head quickly. She shook her head with an angry frown and a small growl resonated through her throat.

"What the he-" Her eyes widened at the zebra leg that was dropped in front of her. She looked up, realizing that the male had taken a stand in front of her. She raised a questioning eyebrow at the lion, but he simply looked down at her with an equal questioning glare. Rolling her eyes, she latched her fangs onto the leg and dragged it a few steps away from him to eat in peace.

"Are you lost?" He asked after he returned to his former spot beneath the tree. She licked her bloodied lips and sighed. "I was chased out of my pride.." He frowned, seemingly ready to question her further, but before he could speak, she shook her head.

"I was told to kill someone.. I just couldn't.." The male nodded and smiled softly. "I can relate. Come on, let's go." She growled in warning but he had already turned and was walking away. She licked the bone once more and hesitantly followed him closely.

The male introduced himself as Dethraki, he spoke about his former pride and what he wanted to do about their doings. Her heart warmed knowing that she wasn't alone, and she agreed with what the male dreamed of creating. So she joined in on his quest, and together, they formed The Night Spirits Pride. He took the title of king, while she became the first hunter of the pride.

Izrabella lived through the first few years of Kormetru's reign, when Dehtraki was overthrown and killed. She was buried next to Lideya, for they considered each other as sisters.

**

Some say, that her laughter can still be heard, near the tree.

✦ Vitali ✦

Vitali was the first daughter of Reanova, and the first offspring of Dethraki. She was daddy's little girl, you could say. Vitali loved her mother, she was her best friend.

Reanova taught her to hunt and everything else she needed for when she became a grown lioness. Being the first cub had it's perks though, the lionesses protected her ferociously, and treated her like a princess. She was a joyful cub, always running around and playing with every insect she encountered.

Her father, most of all, spoiled her without hesitation. He let her eat and patrol with him, things her mother disproved but couldn't evade. Vitali never understood how their social system worked, as a teen, she didn't know why her father mated with all the lionesses but had a queen nonetheless. Her mother always chuckled at her and said "You'll understand when you're older."

Reanova passed away when Vitali was 5 years and 4 months old. It was a tragic night for the pride. Her mother was their eldest, wisest and lead huntress. She was loved dearly and highly respected. They roared into the sky so that Reanova's spirit could find it's way with the lion ancestors. Vitali was the one to burry her.

Vitali lived through the pride's glorious days, and also through it's bloody stage. When her father, Dethraki, was killed by Kormetru; the stray lion he took under his wing, she was furious.

Both her parents gone and the pride in a stage Dethraki always thrived to avoid, she became feisty and cold towards males. She hated Kormetru, but she loved her children; She never blamed them for their father's actions.

She's the mother of Kormetru's first daughter and most loved cub, Faraye. Vitali did everything in her power to teach her cubs the true ways of the pride, but things don't always go the way we want them to. Kormetru saw through her facade, and spent most of his time with his daughter.

Vitali was very heart broken when her daughter took after her father's personality, but she didn't let that slight turn of events bring her down. She remained strong and didn't allow the same to happen to her other litters. She was proud of Galya, her other daughter, whom stuck to the right path.

Vitali didn't get to live through the pride's freedom, when her brother and only male of Dethraki; Klaus, freed the pride from Kormetru's reign; but she did see from above. And she was proud her children would see what the pride's true nature was.

She was buried next to her mother.

**

Some say, that if you watch closely, her joyful spirit can still be seen playing under the tree.

✦ Pyralis ✦

Pyralis, or Pyro, meaning fire, received her name for obvious reasons. She was the king's first daughter and the first lioness of her pride to bare such strange pelt colors. The king, her father, became really attached to her, giving her special attention and anything she wanted, even if she didn't really ask for much.

Her mother grew jealous of the attention, being the lead hunter, she was used to getting praised and good treatment, but now it seemed that the king's affection went to the cub only.

Pyralis grew into a beautiful teen and was loved by everyone in her pride, she even attracted a few stray males' attention for her beauty and grace, she was a natural princess, even if she wasn't the queen's daughter, she loved her like her own.

Her mother had grown distant and Pyralis didn't know why, until the incident. She was out on her hunting trainings when her mother dragged her away from the group. She was happy, thinking that her mother finally wanted to spend time with her and teach her a few skills on hunting, but her happiness soon turned into sadness when her mother revealed her true feelings for her.

She tried to murder Pyralis, but the other lionesses saw and intervened, her mother was killed during the process for she had gone too insane to stop on her own accord. Pyralis was distraught, she couldn't sleep or think straight for days, and when the time came, she left.

She couldn't be with her pride anymore, she couldn't bare to look at them for the rest of her days without thinking back to the incident. Pyralis ran for days and weeks, maybe months. She was a stray lioness, avoiding any prides she could for she didn't want anymore sadness brought upon anyone because of her.

One day, she encountered this handsome male who welcomed her into his pride, much to her protests. The lionesses took care of her, she even made strong bonds with two other teen lionesses named Vitali and Odesia. Though all the while, Pyralis wanted out, she feared she would cause pain to this pride as well.

The king begged her to stay, assuring her that nothing would ever bring them sadness. That they would overcome any obstacles as a family. Pyralis knew in her heart that his words were true, and so, she stayed. They saw her grow into a gorgeous lioness, and a brave warrior.

She lived during Kormetru's reign, and a little while after it was over thanks to Klaus who finally freed the pride from his bloody era.

She was buried next to her best friends, Vitali and Odesia.

**

Some say, that she can help anyone that has gone through traumatic experiences, if her spirit is called upon, near the tree.

✦ Kormetru ✦

Kormetru was born without a pride, his mother had ran away when her mate and king had been overthrown by another lion, but there was one problem, she was pregnant with his heir. So she gave birth alone and prideless.

Kormetru loved her, she taught him everything about the lion god's and spirits and how to defend himself against others, she also taught him how to hunt, since it was just the two of them. When his mother was murdered by hunters, when he was just a teen, something changed in him. He became dark, bloody, cold and ruthless.

He wandered the pride lands alone, sometimes getting into fights with other males by stumbling upon their territory. He wanted a pride, he wanted his own reign, he wanted fighters who would kill all those who every hurt his mother or him.

When he stumbled upon The Night Spirits territory, he was confronted by Vitali, a teen lioness at the time. "Who are you and why have you come here?" She questioned him. To Kormetru, she was merely an obstacle in his path, but no other lions had bothered to speak with him, so he couldn't waste an opportunity.

"I want to speak with your king." He simply said. Vitali was hesitant, but took him to see Dethraki, nonetheless. When he met the pride, he could feel the respect and power the king had, and he wanted that.

He told Dethraki everything about him, his entire story. The king welcomed him to the pride as his subordinate male, since he had yet to have a male cub. Kormetru accepted and from that day on, he learned from Dehtraki. He was taught what takes to be a king, how to fight and defend others, he was taught the pride's rules and regulations, but he didn't care about those.

He just wanted to learn from Dethraki, to know his weaknesses and sore spots. When Kormetru came of age, he couldn't wait for Dethraki to pass away, so he took matters into his own paws. He challenged Dehtraki for the title, and when he tried to talk things out, he didn't wait and threw the kill blow, ending Dehtraki forever.

He took over the pride, and the title as King of The Night Spirits. At the time, Dehtraki's only son had been born, so he took him as his own heir and also the cub's twin sister, Daeva, as his queen.

His reign lasted for years, until Klaus, Dehtraki's heir, rose against him and ended the bloody era. Despite the lionesses' protests, Klaus decided to burry Kormetru near the tree, but not beneath it. His remains are alone, and far from the pride.

**

Some say, that if you stand near his grave, his evil spirit can corrupt even the most innocent of lions. The area is surrounded by thick, sharp spears to ward off anyone of the consequences should they choose to see his remains.

✦ Odesia ✦

That fateful day, Odesia had been out on a practice hunt with her pride. It was a quiet morning, no different from any other, when everything went horribly wrong. She was out with her instructor and fellow pride mates in their hunting lesson. She was a teen at the time, and not yet ready for hunting parties.

The teacher had taken them to a clear plain, letting them watch the wildebeest herd graze peacefully while she whispered tactics and tips for them when handling a large heard.

She had been one of the brightest and talented ones, so obviously she was paying her best attention, but not only to the teacher. One of her friends decided to prove herself and strayed off towards one of the animals. The animal attacked her before she could even make a move.

Odesia and the teacher sprinted to her aid and in the process a stampede emerged. Odesia got lost in the chaos that day. She roared and roared for her pride but no one came to her rescue. She tried to go back but their scent had weakened and one day, it vanished.

She spent her last teen years wandering alone, she didn't struggle with food or water, but she longed for company. When a lion finally appeared, she couldn't believe her eyes. Had she finally returned home? She thought it was her king, so she sprinted towards the figure without hesitation.

When she got closer, she realized her mistake and stopped in her tracks, taking a defensive stance and getting ready to turn around, but the male caught her attention. A dashing, stunningly broad male approached her with a kind smile. "Hi there, who might you be? And why are you in my lands?" She was paralyzed. What would this male do?

"U-um.. I-I got.. kind of.. lost.. I-I'm sorry..! I'll leave..!!" She rushed out in a panicked haze, her body crouching low in a submissive manner. She looked around wildly for a path to run away. The male chuckled and shook his head. "It's alright, no need to be alarmed. Come with me, maybe we can help."

With hesitation, she followed him at a safe distance. There, she was warmly greeted by the lionesses and hyperactive cubs. She met another teen lioness by the name of Vitali whom she took a liking to right away. After a few weeks, the king had asked her to stay.

Being a soft hearted one, she had developed attachment to The Night Spirits. She was torn. She wanted so badly to return to her old pride, but she had made great friends here. Dethraki let her stay for while longer, he understood her position and didn't want to drive her away.

When another teen lioness by the name of Pyralis joined the pride, Odesia decided to stay, for she had formed great bonds with these lionesses. The king watched her grow into a bright female, a great hunter, and brave warrior. She was loved by all, and even though she missed her family, she was content with her new home.

Odesia didn't live much into Kormetru's reign, she passed away soon after he took over much to her liking, she despised the male, and she knew the lionesses would be fine for they were strong. Dethraki had left his mark in them, and they would find the courage to survive.

She was buried next to Vitali and Pyralis, her best friends.

**

Odesia took down her first hunt near the tree by accident, so now, some say that the memory of that day can be relived through her eyes.

✦ Daeva ✦

W.I.P