utters a word on ur forum

can i advertise my book im writing here? /genq

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yes thats what it's for as long as you offer a sneak peak

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https://toyhou.se/~literature/153708.it-all-started-with-you :D

"Immediately, I hear a bang and shouts, they’re trying to bust through the door. In silence, I stand and clamber onto the roof. I look around and see them below. There’s an old lady, and, to be honest, I’m surprised she’s still alive. She has short shaved hair, which I’m assuming is because hair is hard to take care of out here, and a t-shirt that just says “Mama Bear” in big pink letters. As quickly as I notice her shirt, I notice what she’s carrying. A bindle made of yellow plaid cloth. No matter what was in it, it could be helpful."

its not complete yet, but im excited to work on it more!!

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lizard can you advertise the forum on places you can

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yea!

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thank you

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this is sad nobody's done anything yet

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POV cant put story into words because dumb brain :)

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Brave Fang looked out over his pride from the Willow Shades, a large tree that has grown through the rocks and shades a large area of stones. It's been a few months since he's been crowned king by his father, Swift Blaze. Brave had always been so confident in his ability to lead this pride as a young cub. But now that his was here, sitting on the throne, he was constantly worried over everything. A built, elderly, dappled lioness climbed the rocks to his side, grunting as she flopped down next to him. Brave pressed his head to hers with a purr, "Hey, Death Frost." he cooed. Death let out a raspy huff of amusement, "My son, you are my cub! You can still call me mother," she purred before batting his shoulder with her paw fast and hard, "Or does calling me such make you feel less "king-ly"..?" she sneered with a growl of laughter. Brave chuckled softly, his shoulder aching slightly from the blow he received from his mother. Death sighed and looked out, "You've been troubled lately, my cub," she turned her wrinkled face back to him, her purple eyes looked like the twilight sky above them just far more intense and focused, "I know you're worried about the pride, but there's more going on. Tell me. Do not lie either." she stated firmly.Brave huffed as he looked back to his pride. He fixed his eyes on a lioness, covered in scars, blind in one eye. Death let out a low rumble of realization, "Ah, I see. Silver Shine-"
"Is almost unable to hunt! The Hyenas have tried to finish her more than once. I-"
Death nipped his ear, "Hush up, Brave! Don't interrupt me," she hissed, "Brave Fang, do you REALLY think Silver is defenceless? That lioness is as scared as she is strong and brave. Don't fret over her so much." she purred, twining her tail with his. The comfort and reassurance of his mother allowed Brave to loosen up and relax, "I suppose you're right." he agreed, laying his head on his paws. What would he do without his mother?

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What do you guys think of it?

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that's really good and I like the warriors like names

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Long ago there was a beast known only as Shalmo. He dominated over the pride lands of the Shadow realm as a fearsome leader. To those who knew him though he was gentle and kind. His reign grew ever expansive with cubs and heirs being born to new mothers who had found him to be an irresistible leader and mate. Some cubs grew under him and their mother, some went to explore the great beyond past the boundaries they'd grown with and some lionesses took their young from Shalmo, leaving him to mourn the loss of his young knowing they'd be unseen again by his eyes. One day as Shalmo grew old and wise he knew it was time to pass the title along to his next sucessor, Marquis, once the young cub he took in from the depths now to be a great heiress and sire to many a young. "Marquis" Shalmo said to the young queen to be. "Yes Shalmo, how may i serve you today my king." He never could get her to break the professional tone though he knew in her heart she viewed herself as another child of his. "Marquis walk with me today, we must talk of the future." As the two walked he told her of his age and how he needed an heir, he needed Marquis to be the new leader of this pack. She accepted the gracious offer and was soon crowned queen, painted by the pack shaman with the empress paint, she became a trusted and loved leader by all. Her demeanor softened and she soon became a loving and kind ruler like Shalmo was. While she took the pack name of Shalmo as ruler, she always remained Marquis in the hearts of her and her pride. She comforted Shalmo with his favorite mates as he passed into the great night. "Father... I will lead the people in a way that makes you proud." She gave her final words to him as he passed a single tear dripping from her eye and turned to guide the people once again. Marquis shall pass down the throne someday, but not before she makes her impact.

This is the lore of my pride, i love writing so glad to have a place to share it

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I'm going to link my lions pages who I've written bios for. The reason I'm not going to copy and paste the bio into the forum is because they are heavily tied to the appearance of the lions! Let me know what you guys think!

Swamp, my submale who has a Louisiana bayou theme.

Zepheroth, my king who has a kinda badass theme?

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I just wrote another bio for Slytherin, my fire-themed lioness! Let me know what you think!

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