Name: YewBerry
Age: 6 years; 10 months
Gender: Male
Rank: Rogue/Loner
Personality: Easy going and warm hearted this big teddy bear RAIDIATES dad-bod energy. He is not that smart, though his brute strength make up for it, luckily he doesn't have to use it much. With his easy going and smooth brain energy he easily trusts lions he really shouldn't...
Appearance: https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?mid=268689 {Decsription: A brown primal male with green around his muzzle, legs and belly. He has some white spotting on his stub for a tail.}
Orientation: Aro/Ace
Pride: N/A
Rank Wanted: N/A
Backstory: Is as plain as him; he has always been a rogue since the day he was born, always staying away from the prides and surviving.
Mates: N/A
Family: N/A
Other: As he is older he sometimes hangs around the pride borders, mainly the SF border to look at the snows and magnificent mountains.

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Name: Rodrig
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Rank: Guard
Personality: Quiet but loving. Strong in ways most don't understand. He is a father figure to those he loves and a living nightmare to those he hates, but if he hates you you are most likely dead. Stoic at most times but friendly if he trusts you, he doesn't trust many. He could ne considered lawful neutral, he isn't afraid to do bad things for the right reasons.
Orientation: Doesn't care
Pride: Snowy Forest
Rank Wanted: Elder
Backstory: He was in love with the Queen's mother and was her guard up until she died, he moved on to guard Amara even though it was hard because she is the spitting image of her mother. He never took a mate but did father a few cubs for his lesbian close friend who wanted to raise one with their mate, it was purely platonic. Rodrig was always close to his daughter Lucy until she was killed by rogues after refusing to (Trigger Warning) Bear their cubs. Till this day he will never forgive and is still looking for one of the rogues that got away, he massacred the other two in the most violent of ways. He is over protective of his other cubs and the royal family because of this, never trusting anyone until they prove themselves completely loyal to the pride.
Mates: N/A
Family: He had four cubs all in all Lucy(Dead) The other three are open if anyone wants them.
Other: Is mostly an ai but you can interact with him if you want to!

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Name: Lithrit
Age: Immortal
Gender: Female
Rank: Goddess of Healing
Personality: Lithrit is kind but sickly, she dares not stay on earth for too long in fears that she might strain herself and get sicker. Her abilities allow her to heal the seriously sick and bring back lions from the brink of death. She can resurrect but only up to twenty four hours after the death. She is a bit of an odd ball, many are confused when they see her because of the sad expression she always has and the black tears she cries. Every time she saves someone she becomes corrupted and a patch of her fur turns black, when she turns completely black she dies so she only saves those who truly deserve it and those who are pure of heart. She was once in love with the god of death... It's complicated.
Appearance: She is not piebald, how many times does she have to explain her illness! (above)
Orientation: What is orientation? Everything is fluid just like the flow of time.
Pride: She currently is not being worshiped :/ her worshipers usually get corrupted to.
Rank Wanted: To be a normal lion but I guess too late for that.
Backstory: In her previous life she was saved by her predecessor, her father tried to kill her for being sickly. The past god of healing fell in love with her when she became an adult and visited her often, she ended up becoming his Priestess and even his mate, but every cub they gave birth to passed away due to the corruption. She was devoted to him and loved him even though she knew he was going to die soon. He died resurrecting their last cub, he knew he only had one life left in him to save and decided to leave a piece of him with Lithrit. Unfortunately the moment her mate died Lithrit was chosen to take his place and became a Goddess, she couldn't feed her cub and couldn't stay on earth for long. The cub was raised by her old pride but is now a rogue. The cub has melanism and is completely black. It hurt's Lithrit to see her cub, knowing that she will never see her father ever again and knowing that the young lioness resents Lithrit for abandoning her to become a Goddess even though she didn't choose to.
Mates: The past God of Healing (Dead)
Family: Daughter Blake(Alive)
Other: I may make Blake unless anyone else wants to?

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Name: Lullaby
Age: Unknown.
Gender: Male (though they are fine being referred to as a female or anything else).
Rank: Deity/Loner/Rogue.
Personality: Lullaby is a calm, cruel, yet wise deity. He is known for terrorizing lions who have wronged others in unspeakable ways, if they had expected no consequences. He rarely has a temper, and whenever he unleashes it, he can get very loud and aggravated. When angry or annoyed, he raises his voice so it is able to loud echo as a tactic of intimidation, but normally he is very quiet. While he is cruel and mischievous, he is warm and giving to a few certain lions, only tolerating them over anyone else.
Appearance: Image Above! [Desc: An onyx-colored lion with a lavish mane, long claws, hooves on their hind legs, curled horns on his head, long ears, and a skull for a face.]
Orientation: Pan & Poly.
Pride: N/A.
Rank Wanted: N/A.
Backstory: Even Lullaby himself doesn't know of his past, as he's been wandering the lands since the dawn of time, always being the fear that lions of all kinds knew. He was seen as a figure of horror, and an omen to terrible outcomes to lions he appeared to. He is cruel and terrifying, willing to terrorize any lion that he felt needed a hit of karma. Despite his terrifying ways, he still wants everyone to feel safe, and only terrifies lions who are in the wrong as a punishment for their actions.
Mates: N/A [Open for mates!]
Family: He doesn't remember any family members that he had, most likely had none.
Other: His canon voice is the Elk from Centaurworld (if you don't know what I mean, search up Elk Tour Suite 1&2, Once Shattered Now Whole, and Elk Tour Suite 5, I'll also provide a link! I recommend listening to Pt 1 & 2, along with 5, since if you listen to Once Shattered Now Whole first, there's two male voices, his is the deeper one!)

[Elk Tour Suite, Pt. 1 & 2]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pboGfw2r1f4

[Once Shattered Now Whole]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4uwxc-YQ7E

[Elk Tour Suite, Pt. 5]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qHPQd9nPBQI

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Name: Blake

Age: 1 year 3 months

Gender: female

Rank: wanderer

Personality:
Cold and distrustful, Blake assumes everyone is going to abandon her in the end.

Appearance: ((Click on name for wardrobe link!))
Melanistic lioness with overgrown front claws and dawn eyes. She is almost always wearing a goat skull mask and bone jewelry around her back and tail. She has been painted- her bones outlined in white pain and gone over with red war paint. She is almost always accompanied by spiders or has them crawling all over her.

Orientation: Poly and very open about it

Pride: N/A

Rank Wanted: Head Huntress or Warrior

Backstory:
She was supposed to die when she was born. Her father, a deity of life, gave his own for hers. She had been told that and reminded of the fact her whole life. What was even better, right after her birth her mother decided to just leave her and take over her father's job. She was passed around the family, always being too much trouble or just a bit too off for anyone to feel comfortable with her being around their own cubs for long. Once she hit a year old, Blake immediately set off on her own.

Blake always has at least one spider traveling with her, clambering around her jewelry or her mask, which deeply unnerves almost everyone she meets. She is set on never becoming a priestess as she hates her mother and wants nothing to do with her. Blake blames her for everything wrong in her life. So, instead, Blake has devoted herself to the god of death with little understanding of how said god works. Thinking this deity of death enjoys, well, death, Blake has made it her only goal to become either a lead warrior or huntress so she can take more lives. She wanders between Sundown and Savannah in a vain attempt to avoid her mother. She believes Lithrit chose to become a deity and willingly left her behind.

Mates: None as of now, open to developing

Family:
Lithrit - mother [deity]
Deity of Life - father [deceased]
Siblings - deceased

Other:
nothing to note...yet

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Name: Sakina

Age: 4 years (at death), currently 6 years.

Gender: Cisgender Female

Rank: Deity of Peace and Luxury

Personality: Bitter yet charming, Sakina is a less than ideal candidate for the job of being a Haven Pride deity. She has a short temper and an eye for things that aren't hers, leading to many unsavory situations. The goddess is quick to start fights, and even quicker to fuel the fights of others when given the opportunity. She tends to hold grudges for far longer than what is considered healthy, and has a warped view of revenge and what is morally acceptable when it comes to vengeance. Sakina has a strong dislike for the universe and believes it to be a cruel force that exists only to force wrongdoers into eternal suffering, though this is undoubtedly only due to her own fate in the afterlife. When inevitably forced to spread peace, the goddess is miserable and sarcastic, constantly complaining about her situation.

Appearance: Sakina is a slim and short-statured lioness with twin tails. Her short and sleek fur is a mixture of pastel pinks, blues, purples, and white, leaving a beautiful pelt that seems to have been painted by the sunset. Her eyes seem to match her pelt, just to a less pigmented degree. She can usually be found wearing pink jewels that have no doubt been swiped from those around her in both life and death, and at times, she'll add more to her appearance if the jewelry of someone else catches her eye.

Orientation: Demiromantic Pansexual Polyamorous

Pride: One of Haven's Gods

Rank Wanted: N/A

Backstory: Once a living member of a pride far from the four known to her now, Sakina was a thief who snatched whatever shiny object caught her eye. She was known for her kleptomania and aggressiveness, something that led to a great deal of unrest within her home pride. It wasn't uncommon for the lioness to steal from those in the royal family, something that ultimately sealed her doom. At the age of 4 years exactly, Sakina snuck into the royal cave and attempted to run off with a beautiful tail wrap made from murex shells, flowers, and gazelle hide. She was confronted by the king, however, and chose to bring her claws to his pelt. The battle could not have been won, not with the king and his guards, and the next thing the lioness knew, she had awoken at the bottom of Haven Pride's lake, no longer living but also not dead. She was trapped in limbo, forced to repent for the life she had lived and instead aid others with the opposite of everything she had been known for. That wasn't exactly something she was happy with, and as one of the newest deities, she still holds on to the hope that perhaps she can go back to the life she once lived.

Mates: N/A [Open]

Family: N/A

Other:
~Sakina is not a big fan of most Haven Pride members and finds them to be incredibly boring
~More often than not, she tries to go against her natural powers and create chaos, though she is almost always unsuccessful.
~She absolutely despises having to give lions a luxurious life, and feels she deserves it instead.

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Name: Nightshade

Age: 7 years old

Gender: Cis Female

Rank: Rogue/Wanderer

Personality:
Suspicious and quick to lash out, Nightshade was named after the poisonous plant. She doubts everyone and thinks everyone is a liar and not above harming her or others to get whatever they want.

Appearance: ((Click name for wardrobe link!))
A well muscled lioness with short fur. She has an augur base with intense gold eyes. Nimvarious Henna and Feralis Red markings are on her back. Her right ear is notched and bloody. She wears lizard skin to protect herself from the sand storms and the bugs that live out in the desert. A shrike feather and dried leg hang from her ear on golden loops while a chain of brown beetle chitin runs from her nose to the same ear. Beneath her reptilian garb on her tail is a brown wrap with beaded loops. She also has overgrown claws and is covered in an array of scars.

Orientation: Open

Pride: N/A

Rank Wanted: N/A

Backstory:
Born to a small family of five, Nightshade was the only cub who made it to adulthood out of her three siblings. She was born far out of the pridelands, past even the sand dunes of the Savannah Pride. There the harsh sand storms and lack of available water led to the death of Nightshade's three siblings in quick succession. Nightshade's parents only watched the cubs suffer and cry out for help. If they couldn't survive on their own, they did not think the cubs would be worth it. Her mother died when she was a year old from a snake bite. Only a few months later, her father passed from a scorpion sting.

At 6 years old, Nightshade was no longer on her own after meeting an older lion named Savior. Nightshade and Savior spent nearly three more years together, helping each other survive the barren landscape they called home. When Nightshade discovered she was pregnant, she was overjoyed. She was excited to have a litter of her own, already planning to be better than her own parents and help them survive instead of watch them struggle. However, Nightshade only had a litter of one cub. Upon seeing the cub and its deformity, Savior wanted to kill it. He claimed he was going to put the cub out of its misery but Nightshade refused. It is unknown what exactly happened in that argument, only that Savior was never seen again and Nightshade barely survived from wounds she had gained.

Mates: develop in RP!

Family:
- Savior: Mate [missing]
- Keel Deer: cub [alive]
- Mother: [deceased]
- Father: [deceased]

Other:

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Name: Keel Deer

Age: 6 months

Gender: Cis Male

Rank: cub

Personality:
Keel Deer is almost the exact opposite of his mother, curious and overly trusting. He is amazingly chipper and extremely gullible. He somehow sees the bright side no matter the situation and does not know hardship as his mother makes sure he is well cared for since she has no clue how long he will be able to live for.

Appearance: ((Click on name for wardrobe link!))
Keel Deer has the lethal two-headed mutation with mint green eyes and an auger base. He has his mothers feralis red and nimvaros henna markings along with the ivory unders from his father.

Orientation: is a baby

Pride: N/A

Rank Wanted: N/A

Backstory:
Keel Deer has only known happiness, along with frequent headaches. He was born under a full moon and was unaware as his mother defended his life from his father. He loves to play with scorpions and bones. If it rattles or clicks Keel loves it. All he knows is the desert where he was born and so far raised and has not met any cubs his own age. The only friends he has are his mother and a zebra skull he sometimes talks to.

Mates: too young

Family:
Nightshade: mother [alive]
Savior: father [missing]

Other:
- 2 head mutation

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Name: Infortunium

Age: Unknown

Gender: Male

Rank: Deity

Personality:
Pessimistic and gloomy, Infortunium thinks silver linings are for fools and wishful thinkers.

Appearance: ((See above image!))
Sunset base with celestial sparkles and Uneven Patches. He has two sets of wings- eldritch demon and night wings- along with a lavish mane. He also has golden chains embedded in his body, as if a joke of his fortune. He wears moonstone bracelets and has a blue flame on his tail tip. Two pairs of horns sprout from his head, one curving back and the other pair curving forward. One eyes is cucumber and the other is saffron. He is always wearing a lucky lamb foot as well. Wherever he walks, three and five leaf clovers sprout in his footsteps, never four leaf.

Orientation: demi

Pride: N/A

Rank Wanted: N/A

Backstory:
Find out IC ;P

Mates: None as of now

Family:
Parents- deceased
Fortunae- sister [deity of fortune played by Mechy]

Other:
- the chains are embedded in his skin and are impossible to remove
- he hates the color yellow or gold, only able to endure it because of his sister

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Name: Kaeruno-o, Runo for short (Kaeruno-o means king of the frogs/frog king in Japanese)
Age: 3 years, 4 months
Gender: Female
Rank: Scout
Personality: Hopeless romantic, short-tempered, outgoing and always overthinking (and her MBTI is INTP)
Appearance: Shown below
Orientation: Bisexual
Pride: Pride Sundown
Rank Wanted: Scout, she loves her role
Backstory: Kaeruno-o was born into a large pride and tossed out a few days after her birth. She got lost following a butterfly and wandered into the Sundown Pride's territory, The pride didn't show any hostile intent to her and she stayed. She's worked her way up since then and is currently a scout. She's happy where she is in the current hierarchy.
Mates: N/A
Family: N/A
Other: She always seems to have frogs following her... weirdo.

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Name: Birch
Age: 8 months
Gender: Female
Rank: Cub
Personality: A playful, yet often stubborn and annoying little cub.
Appearance: Orangish yellow with a paler underbelly that is almost cream.
Orientation: Pansexual
Pride: None Currently
Rank Wanted: Not exactly sure what this means, but if it means what ranks she wishes to achieve it is Lead Broodmother.
Backstory: Birch was born to a lioness loner named Cypress, but her father is unknown by mostly everyone. This cub was lost or abandoned and found by a pride lioness.
Mates: None currently, she is still a cub.
Family: Her mother is Cypress, her father is unknown, and she had one brother named Oak.
Other: If anyone is open to, I would wish to be an adopted cub by any lioness, if anyone who is open to this is reading, feel free to privately message me.

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Name: Zaila
Age: Estimated 4 years old
Gender: Female
Rank: Rogue
Personality: Due to being raised in captivity, and past traumas, her personality as well as her mannerisms have also been affected. She has a deep hatred for humans as well as, a deep mistrust for anything that is living and breathing, except Azula. Zaila is strong willed as well as, physically strong for her size. She longer wants to survive but wants to thrive in her freedom.
Appearance: With a brownish golden fluffy coat, it is clear to see that there is nothing special about Zaila, no mutation that makes her stronger, nothing that can separate her from the rest of the lions in the lower ranks. It is miraculous that she even survived for this long, always bumping into lions that overpower her, especially around the Sundown— a place rumored to be full of magic. The only other notable feature she has is her blind right eye which she acquired in her time in captivity.
Orientation: Bisexual
Pride: None, though she currently resides in Sundown
Rank Wanted: We will see how the story progresses, she is a loner and does not believe she could function in a pride.
Backstory: Taken so young from her Pride, which Zaila assumes is one of the four prides in this vast land, but then again she can not say for sure. She has no memory of where her family had resided before the humans came or where they are now, and now it is all sadly a guessing game. Only 30 days after Zaila’s mother gave birth to her, and possibly her other siblings, the poachers arrived, and with poachers it is only fair to assume that her parents are now skinned in some human’s living room. The poachers had no need to kill the cubs, and instead sold them to the highest bidder. Zaila first landed in the hands of a billionaire who had no idea how to take care of a wild animal, and had wanted an exotic pet for aesthetic purposes. After a day of Zaila scratching him up, not eating the raw meat he had given to her because she was still a cub and needed milk, the billionaire sent her to a zoo. A cub without her mother is not a cub that survives, however the zoo fed her and took care of her. She had spent a good portion of her life locked up, knowing there was something else outside of being in a cage. Thankfully, another lioness in captivity took Zaila under her wing, as she had also lost her cubs, taught her and helped Zaila. She was much older and did not have the same strength as a younger lioness like Zaila. A cub grown in captivity is not able to survive in the wild, however her adoptive lioness plotted for years, and trained Zaila how to— track, hunt, hide, and most importantly survive. When Zaila had grown old enough, the humans moved her out of the cage with her adoptive mother and into her own. This was the perfect time to strike, her adoptive lioness had told her. The humans were foolish to not sedate Zaila, she had never shown signs of aggression before and they assumed she would not attack since she was raised in captivity. For their gift of hospitality, Zaila made sure to pay them back. As they moved her into a smaller cage for transfer, Zaila broke free and slaughtered all of her caretakers, in which they tried to fight back but were, unsuccessful. One of these humans had tried to claw out her right eye in an attempt to cease Zaila’s escape. Even with her newfound injury, and the blood of her caretakers oozing out of her mouth, she was still persistent in her escape, and made a run for it. Being stuck in a cage her entire life, did not assist Zaila as she had no knowledge of where to run to, except what her adoptive lioness described to her. Running her way past the bird sector, a purple sterling caught her right eye, well due to its multiple colors. Though, because lions can not see purple, it was more of a blueish color to Zaila. As she watched the bird try to get her attention by squawking, and flying next to the mesh cage, she knew she had to save it. Zaila swatted the mesh like wall that encompassed the strange bird with her claws, and created a hole for it to escape. As soon as she had finished, there was no time to waste and she began sprinting once more. The bird which she would later name Azula, flew out of its enclosure and went to go find the exit while Zaila was maiming everyone in her path. Azula did find the exit, and in return did end up turning back to lead Zaila out of the building, just in the nick of time as the humans had started shooting to kill. The rest was history between the two, finally living independently. Zaila however subconsciously was on a mission to find where she came from, and if her family were alive, this endure landed her in the sundown where she has been living with Azula for a year.
Mates: None
Family: None that she can remember
Other: Azula, Zaila’s only companion in this life as of yet, and what she values the most. Azula is the teal colored bird that sits on her back, and is always near by, acting as a replacement for her blind right eye.

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Name: Carnelian

Age: 5 years

Gender: male

Rank: wanderer/rogue

Personality:
Charismatic and flirtatious, Carnelian believes he can get whatever he wants and away with anything. He never is able to accept fault or realize that he made a mistake, as he believes himself to be perfect. He is obsessed with gems and jewelry and is not above stealing for his own gain (gain just being more in his collection).

Appearance: ((click name for wardrobe link!))
Hibiscus base with a glorious forsaken mane and pulsar and water hyacinth markings. His front paws have iridescent claw extensions that he crafted himself (he's lying, he stole them from the baboon) while the back claws have golden caps atop them. His limbs are adorned with both the shaman limb adornments and the opal adornments. The opal even encompasses his tail as well. A diopaste skirt rests on his rump (he says he made this as well, he did not). His ears are longer than normal, white tufts that poke above his mane. Looped around his ear is a leather cord of red chaos scales that also wrap around the tip of his tail. He has a few piercings on his face and (not pictured) a repurposed herbalist pouch to carry even more gems and shiny objects he takes a liking to.

Orientation: If they are of age and consent, he's down

Pride: N/A (previously Haven but got chased out after stealing too many times)

Rank Wanted: Jeweler, even though that isn't an actual thing

Backstory:
Born in Haven pride, Carnelian and Nummine became quick friends as adols. Nummine always believed in Carnelian's dreams of becoming a jeweler and a traveling trader. However, Carnelian was unable to withstand his need for shiny and pretty objects and took to stealing them pretty rapidly. Nummine, since he was always around and friendly with him, was always blamed as well regardless of circumstances. Soon enough, Carnelian was chased out when he turned 2 years old after he was caught running off with someone's dancer chains. Ever since then, he has been wandering, stealing, and bribing people all over. Somehow, Nummine found it in him to leave the pride with Carnelian and has now become almost a business partner in the more honest work and a willfully ignorant bystander in the shadier parts of Carnelian's personality. His goal is to become the first lion jeweler and prove that he can make even better jewelry than the baboon can.

Mates: N/A [but definitely open!]

Family: All A.I's unless someone wants to be family. PM me if so!

Other:
- he's a fricken hoarder, clutch your pearls y'all cause he wants them
- Kleptomaniac
- Views Nummine as his one true friend and gets extremely jealous if anyone else shows the dwarf any attention
- HATES being called Carne (if it is pronounced like Car-Knee, but if is just pronounced like Carn then he is fine with it)

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