Theme - starving pride

Link -

https://www.lioden.com/wardrobe.php?c=y60nWClgbl

Lore -

Swift ( the adult lion ) looked back at the adolescent, he seemed proud of his first kill, it reminded her of the past, when Swift was a cub a war broke out between clans, cubs were....Lost
In the battles and others Disabled, Swift was a lucky one in a way she was a fast and agile cub, she made her way to the dead side of the Savannah, it had no food, no water, and no shade. From there on swift grew up, trying to Survive in the barred land, on her adventure she met a young male, he looked hopeless and lost, swift welcomed him and the continued to stay together and Eventually had cubs, now in days swift is teaching the her pride members how to scavenge and hunt in the dead Savannah, to scared to leave not knowing if the war is over, swift Continues her stay in the dead lands afraid of the past and the unknowning if her new family would be safe

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Just curious, what do we get if we win? And how is the winner(s) chosen?

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@WiltingRose2 - You get the Piebald Lion! Winners are chosen based on how much I like the entries.

@Aztec Knight - Your entry is amazing!! I loved reading it - the design is great! But for next time ; use a saved link instead of the Lion Code link. I show you how to do this in the thread.

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Theme: Betrayal
Back in her pride, Amore(wardrobed lion) was her king's favorite. The only thing he loved more were his gems, wich he didn't allow anyone to mess with, and she had the trusty role of guarding such treasure. Of course, the leader's favoritism of Amore and her cubs didn't please everyone: a small group of unhappy pridemembers she thought as friends united against her in secret. Together, they found a way of distracting Amore so they could get the gems, replace them for generic shiny pebbles, and attach them to some of her many flower adornments. When the king came back from a reunion with other kings, he was outraged to see his true hoard was missing. The lioness who leadered that group said that Amore took them planning to make more clothing for herself, and showed one of her flower adornment as proof. Blinded by rage upon such betrayal, the king ordered Amore was sent to the pride's burrow-prison, where she would never she any of them and any of gem again.

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@Maeves - Woow, this is some good lore. Love the design. You're now in the contest! Super cool stuff, keep it up.

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https://www.lioden.com/wardrobe.php?c=TXx1LUt_lo
As you pad through a frozen forest. You hear a beautiful melodic voice. You look around searching for the voice, be see nothing. You pad along following the sound, which leads you to a beautiful lioness. She is singing a winter hymn, that you were taught as a cub. You catch your breath, and she turns in surprise. The lioness seems scared,and runs into the forest. You call after her, but get no response. You decide to follow her trail, which leads you to a frozen cave. You pad inside, just as a blizzard begins. There is the lioness is in the cave, and she backs against the wall, you notice that she has eyes with whispy smoke flowing from them, she was also wearing a purple pendent, and a moonstone circlet on her head. She snarls, but you lower your head trying to show you mean no harm. She seems to relax slightly, and you promise that you don't have any bad intentions. She smiles, and introduces herself as Irana. you ask what she was doing alone in this land. She says that she is a spirit of winter, she has come to bring winter to this land, but has ran into an issue. She informs you that she is in danger, she is being hunted by several cruel kings, and if she is captured the season of winter could be erased. She asks you to help her save winter. Of course you agree. Over time you become very close with Irana, and before she leaves, she left you with a your daughter, you name her Ice. (Theme : the snowlands)
I hope you like it😝

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https://www.lioden.com/wardrobe.php?c=66bCGqg4Ec
Theme: battle-scarred lioness
It was a moonlit night as three adolescent lions by the names of Mannheim, Luraine and Kina, travelled down the quiet savannah, the only sounds to be heard were the crickets and breeze rushing through the tall grass. Mannheim the rambunctious fellow he was had been leading at the front of the group with Luraine behind him and Kina a few strides further, " Where are we going Mannheim? what could be so *puff* important that we have to go all this way?" Kina whined out exhausted as she was, "yes where are you taking us Manni?" Lauraine chimed cheekily, Mannheim came to a sudden halt, a concealed smirk itching to spread across his face, slowly he turned his head to look at Kina and Lauraine" I'm taking you to see a ghost" he smiled mischievously, " they call her the Battle-scarred lioness and every full moon you can see her stalking along the great river" he chuckles, " they say if you look into her eyes, a new scar appears on her body and then the very next day when you wake up, you have the exact same scar!"

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When is the end date ?

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@Crystalora - I never imagined her as the SPIRIT of Ice!! That's so cool! I like that as her parting gift, she leaves you with her kin. Looks like they got busy somewhere along escaping the cruel kings..

@Highway - OMG Spooky. If I were Kina or Luraine I'd probably be bolting right outta there. Great entry!

@FERUS-CLEAN-HIBISCUS BASE - I'm going to be ending this contest on Wednesday, I will be alerting everyone 5 hours before the contest ends. I recommend keeping an eye open if the due date changes.

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My design uses Custom Decor so I attached an image along with her wardrobe link since you are unable to add Custom Decor in the wardrobe


Wardrobe Link: Savannah Night

Theme: Savannah Night

Lore:
A warm, yet refreshing breeze, rolled across your fur. You sprawl outwards, hoping to catch that cool breeze once again. You snort, opening your eyes. The warmth of your nest and denmates was simply too overbearing. Your eyes shift upwards onto the twinkling night sky. You let out a soft groan; it was still night. You stand, padding your way to the nursery den. You push through the vine-covered entrance and scan the nests for your sister, Whitedapple (decorated lioness). You furrowed your brows as the expecting lioness was nowhere to be seen. CRACK. Habitually, your ears flick towards the breaking of the twig. You silently scamper out of the den, tracking the location of the sound. Out of the corner of your eye, you see a grayish-brown tail bobbing up and down through the tall grass. Whitedapple did not want to be followed. But what did you do? You followed her. You could hear the jagged breaths and muffled wails of your sister, which made you extremely nervous. Was she okay? Was her unborn cub okay? Quickly, she rounded a boulder and slinked into another vine-covered den. However, this den was well hidden....a little too well hidden. You heard her crash down onto a pile of soft materials, and you could hear her pain increasing. Underneath your sister's struggle, you could make out the faint tone of a low and manly voice. She was not alone. After a long while, the wailing stopped. On the edge of curiosity and fear, you poked your head into the den. Your eyes widened and your jaw flung open. At the belly of your sister lay a mewling newborn tigon. Audibly gasping with ears flicking back, you cower at the entrance of the den. While still peering in, you lift your gaze from the striped cub to the eyes of the tiger. His eyes, locked with yours, pierced daggers into your skin. You and him shared one understanding: a new tigon cub was born on this warm savannah night.

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@Cloudy - Words can't describe the feeling I got from this. So good. The callback at the end to the wardrobe theme is killer. Super awesome writing!!

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Theme: Savanna Night.
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WDRB: https://www.lioden.com/wardrobe.php?
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backgrounds.
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Story/Poem: (I’m not very good with storytelling or writing in general, so I decided to do a short poem following the instruction’s instructions of having at least a paragraph. Hope this makes up for it!
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Story:
Four little lions, now deep in their sleep,
Dream peacefully at last,
under the moon’s Watchful keep.
As the West once again catches the blistering rays of the sun,
The day has been slain,
and is now officially done.
Fret not my dears,
there is nothing to fear.
All has gone quiet,
now that I’m here.
May your dreams bring you fortune,
as you near your destined portion.

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@Fuchsia - Poems are valid literature as any other form, book, song, etc. I personally adore them. The poem hits deep, almost sounding like a dear mother singings a hymn to her dear sleeping cubs!

Sadly - I can't see your wardrobe entry! It looks like the link is a defaulted one, reply to me when you have the link so I get you in!!

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@Shreds

So sorry it took me a while to get back you your message,! I finally have the correct wardrobe link for you right here!! (https://www.lioden.com/wardrobe.php?c=IsDaN2jufg)

Hope I’m not too late to the party.

Best regards,

-Fuchsia

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I am no longer taking entries from this point on - apologies for the delayed due date. I am picking winners now.

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