Hello! I have been practising writing for a while now, and would like to try get some GB for my work and to practise!

Rules.
1. Credit me if you decide to use the lore <3
2. don't rush me, its okay to ask when it'll be done, but don't do it like every hour.
3. If you don't like it, I can re-do it or refund you what you payed! But you will not get any writing if you choose a refund.
4. Don't be rude to me when your lore is in the making.
5. Be reasonable! I have a life outside of Lioden and can't focus on making multiple things at once!
6. Remember. We're all people too
7. Send the payment AFTER the writing is sent to you, this is to ensure I don't mess up.

Now that's over with, back to explaining!

I specialize in gorey/violent/tragic lores! Most of the time those will be my priority to get done <3
Most of my lore will be long, romance and stuff like that will cost extra because .. uhh.. I suck at it :p

I am able to make a complete random lore, or you can give me some things you'd like included in it! I can also edit your lion's CURRENT lore and make it more detailed or better for you!

Pricing and sizes.

(SHORT LORE: 1 GB)
Example of short writing.
Aura giggled, bounding away from her mother and hiding under the frond of a leaf. In her ears she could hear the lionesses calling her desperately, she was so good at hiding! The small cub grinned and crept away, chuckling and leaping upon the crunchy leaves under her paws. The tree canopies cast shadows on the ground that flickered and moved slowly, and she began to pounce on them playfully. Suddenly, a rotten stench filled the back of her throat, and a feeling of dread overcame her. The area was now covered in stones and bits of decaying carcasses that had been half eaten and torn at. She whimpered, stepping back into a large figure. The figure snarled, tugging at the cub's scruff and throwing them away from them, before giving a low howl. She recognized the scent now..
Hyenas.
The cub squealed and ran off, crawling under the stone, their little heart beating away inside their chest. Hyenas chuckled and laughed, surrounding the cub's hiding place and attempting to catch it, snapping jaws flashed in front of the cub, shining fangs glinted menacingly. The cub backed away and hid in the crevice of the rock, her ears pinning as she heard the sharp growls and snarls of the hyenas around her, their mouths drooling at the thought of such an easy meal.

(MEDIUM LORE: 1 GB+ 500 SB)
Selene had been born in a separate pride, and came in as a runt, small and weak. She was found at the entrance to the den covered in snow and thick patches of ice, her breathing ragged and faint. The pride members were wary and decided death was the only option to put her out of her misery, since none of them knew how to save her.
The old pride queen, River'petal, stepped up and took the cub by the scruff, growling at any member who went near the frail scrap of fur and bones. She treated the cub like her own daughter, licking and soothing them and warming her up when she was cold. One night, River'petal was taking the cub out by the river, and the young adolescent was dragged into the depths of the pool, the surface of the water was black like oil, and after a few moments of shock River'petal ran to the riverbed and tried to glimpse her in the water. The river had taken her, she decided after a few minutes. River'petal had gone back to the pride to tell the news, and everything went on as normal for a few moons, until something unbelievable happened. She came back. The once scrawny adolescent was well-fed and sleek-furred, she was tall and graceful, and had become a lioness in her time she had been gone. The strangest thing wasn't just that, no. She was followed by a black wolf, a creature with a shiny pelt that resembled the dark waters of the midlit river. 'I am Nyx, the Moon sent me.' The wolf had spoken, that was all they had said. The lioness never mentioned fully what had happened, when asked she'd respond with a sly smile and a teasing flick of her tail. The first time she had been asked, she answered simply with, 'You'll find out one day.' .River' petal was still overjoyed she was back, and a moon later she was announced the new heir, and was granted her name. Selene. Goddess of the Moon.

(LONG WRITING. 2 GB)

You shiver, the thick snow covered your paws and fur, a harsh storm beginning to stir across the entire snow lands. Wincing, you search around before noticing a small dip in the snow, and you hastily run towards it to avoid the cold.
As you run into the tunnel, you glimpse shimmering objects in the corners of your eyes, but thought nothing of it, too focussed on finding warmth.
Reaching the end of the tunnel, you curl up under some brambles, letting out a sigh of relief at the sudden warmth of the area, feeling the frost melt on your paws, quickly falling into a deep sleep..

You wake up with a jolt, something sharp jabbed you in the ribs, and you could hear hisses and snarls from around you. Stammering, you get to your paws, blinking the sleep from your eyes to bring the attackers into focus
The lions around you were sleek-pelted and tall, with large paws and pelts and furs cloaking their bodies, most likely to keep themselves from the cold. They all seem to pause, looking at each other and muttering, before one of the lions stalks up to you and snarls, 'State your purpose here, trespasser.' The lionesses behind them growl in agreement. Your ears pin in confusion, the lion in front of you smelled like a lioness, but she- they- had a mane?! The strange lion senses your hesitation, and gives you a fierce smack on the face with their claws. Yep. Definitely a lioness. The lionesses around her suddenly gave a roar, and you backed away slightly, were they going to attack..?
Just as you were about to surrender, a sharp, cold roar rang throughout the cave, you saw the lionesses pause and back away, their ears pinning and tails between their legs..
You feel something behind you, looking around in fear, your fur standing on end. The air felt rigid and cold now, the silence only adding to the suspense. There was a small echoing laughter around the cave, and you spot the faint, dark figure of a lioness in a corner. The figure moved slightly, and you could see a dim blue, fiery light emitting from their tail and eyes, a shimmering moon crystal glistened on the figure's furred neck. The lioness rose to her paws gracefully, her fur was cloaked with large furs and feathers, some parts still dripping with blood, there was a blue fire on the tip of her tail, and her face was painted with bright blue flower dye, one of her eyes were fully blind and cloudy, yet still fixated on you. She'd seem to loom above you, her eyes glinting with malicious intent. You saw a flash of her claws for a moment, then a brief sting of pain before everything went black, the last thing you felt before you went numb was the searing pain of the rocks against your head.


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