Name: Yumshi
Gender: Female
Species: Smol Lion/lioness (Broodmother.)
Age: 2 Years 2 month
Traits: ADHD, Positive, Energetic, Shy, Insecure, Lovebug, Smol Spoon, Gentle. She's that type of lioness to randomly come up to her lover and randomly say "I love you." Then just snuggle up to them. She has past trauma with her past prides. She's a Lil snuggle bunny, she's not a dwarf but she's small compared to a average sized lioness. She LOVES cubs, she likes them more then adult or teenager lions, not fit at all for the huntress role. Yumshi used to play with rabbits all the time as a cub. She sometimes make flowercrowns or bracelets for other lions/lionesses. Sometimes

Looks: https://www.lioden.com/wardrobe.php?c=gFXbbEQcT1

Backstory: In her younger years she was considered a wh### due to a rogues actions. She was sent away from her pride and left alone. Until she wa found by a male, although she thought he was friendly.. trusting him turnt into the reason for her trust and paranoid issues,

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Name: Cypress
Age: Young Adult, approx 2.5 years old
Appearance: https://imgur.com/a/oeqjFc5 (Let me know if this link doesn't work)
Mutation: Bobbed Tail
Personality: Stoic, a bit stand-offish at first, shy/quiet. He is a young male lion that has been surviving alone for a while, will need time to warm up to new lions.
Backstory: About a year ago he was driven out of his pride along with all the other adolescent males after it was taken over by a rival. He has spent this time wandering as a lone bachelor male and it has not been easy for him. He has struggled to hunt on his own and is not currently in prime condition. He has been searching for his place in the world and has hope that it will be with this new pride he has been invited to. He is not sure what his role in the pride will be, he will need some training to learn where he will fit in.

(Been a looooong time since I have done a group rp so I might be a little rusty but I'll do my best :D )

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Name: Azure
Age: 3 years
Appearance: https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794221362284
Personality: Good, faithful, Silly, honest, trusting and Observent.
Backstory: Born and raised in the pride, although when she was young (1.5 years) She got a scar on her flank during a scuffle. She had a brother, but he has since left the pride to find his own.

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Name: Hafsa
Age: Young-ish Adult, about 4 years
Appearance: https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794219346979 (larger then your typical lioness)
Personality: Generally she is fairly nice as long as you have not wronged her. She is fairly shy when first meeting others but once she is comfortable she has no problem speaking up.
Backstory: Hafsa was given her name by humans that once hung around her old pride. She was told her name is meant to give her a powerful roar, just like a male. Well genetics took ‘like a male’ too literal and gave her a small fluffy mane too. She only left her pride due to wanting adventure for herself. She has always been an avid hunter and was taught by the best in her pride (her own mother).
(Only my second rp on here but I have rp ed before this so hopefully I’m not too bad lol )

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Name: Yumshi
Gender: Female
Species: Smol Lion/lioness (Broodmother.)
Age: 2 Years 2 month
Traits: Positive, Energetic, Shy, Insecure, Lovebug, Smol Spoon, Gentle. She's that type of lioness to randomly come up to her lover and randomly say "I love you." Then just snuggle up to them. She has past trauma with her past prides. She's a Lil snuggle bunny, she's not a dwarf but she's small compared to a average sized lioness. She LOVES cubs, she likes them more then adult or teenager lions, not fit at all for the huntress role. Yumshi used to play with rabbits all the time as a cub. She sometimes make flowercrowns or bracelets for other lions/lionesses.

Looks: https://www.lioden.com/wardrobe.php?c=gFXbbEQcT1

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Name: Kani
Age: 3 years
Appearance: wardrobe link
Personality: +++ intelligent, rational, honest
/// reserved, observant, calm
- - - unforgiving, untrusting, insecure
Backstory: Growing up Kani was often teased for her mutation by the other cubs and the adults weren’t much better. They gave her the feeling she had to constantly prove her place in the pride. She trained hard to become one of the best hunters of the pride. When she was two years old, a rival took over her pride. He exiled her because wanted only normal lions in his pride. She has been wandering since then.

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Name: Obsidian
Age: Almost 3 years old.
Link to lion: https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794219901976
Personality: Nervous, very smart, kind and caring, gentle. She can be fierce at times but that is very rare.
Other: She has endured severe abuse from her birth pride (because she’s blind) which she left after the only member who cared about her died (her grandmother). She snuck off one night and never returned. She hasn’t really interacted with other prides do to her past trauma. But she always wanted to find a pride that accepted her for her disability. Because of her blindness, her other senses became stronger and very well developed. She learned how to see without her eyes. She can hunt fairly well and survived quite easily on her own Then one day she met Ice’shard and she was easily accepted among the ranks.

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Name: Cassandra
Age: 3 yrs, 4 months
Link: https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?mid=481443
Personality: She shows no mercy, except for the ones she loves. She’s brutal, and punishes her lionesses for failed hunts, though there’s no malice behind her roars. She’s still young, and curious, and tries her luck sparring with her submales (even though the poor sub gets injured).

Other: Cassandra and her family grew up as nomads, traveling, no lion was kind enough to take her in. Once Cassandra was an adolescent she set off on her own, learning to hunt and provide for herself all by herself. When she was an adult, she swore to never join a pride because of how prides treated her in the past, but seeing as she won’t survive on her own for any longer, she probably didn’t have a choice…
(Cassandra is pan, like me :3 But she leans more towards lionesses than lions, so yeah, that)

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Name: Altar, but he prefers to be called Ally.
Age: older adult, 11 years old
Appearance: https://www.lioden.com/wardrobe.php?c=55NtEmuREh
Personality: Ally is a pleasant and playful lion, he’s a great father of hundreds of cubs and keeps his fatherly personality with almost any lions of any age. Usually he’s upbeat and chatty, a fan of jokes - however currently he is very sick.
Backstory: Altar was born to a brutal king that murdered any cub that wasn’t to his taste. His mother died when he was born and his sister was killed the day of her new life. Altar made it simply because of his mutation and his blue colouring, even though he’s a runt. He was raised around such a king who mistreated the lioness’s and cubs in his pride, and he’s always hated it. By the time he reached adulthood he was still far smaller than his king, he barely grew a mane and had a thinner body, but he ventured a lot - fond of meeting fresher, kinder lions. The neighbouring territory housed Gold, a lioness with gilded markings around her points and a snowy back. They fell in love. She was strong, stronger than him, a force to be reckoned with. After some convincing she rallied her pride of lioness’s and defeated the king of Ally’s. The prides then joined. Altar and Gold would have a littler of cubs afterwards, only one survived and she lives on in his pride to this day. Even if Gold passed long ago. However, he has recently fallen increasingly ill. The pride is being split, half wanting to retire him, saying his sickness is of old age, and the other half suggesting something is going on. Ally mightn’t have as long as he hoped.

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Name: Gwen
Age: Adolescent
Appearance: https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794222883070
Personality: Gwen is very different from his prior king, he has an attitude, and he's very full of himself- constantly stating "My mother is a Jaguar, you know!" He doesn't listen well and always thinks he is right. He also doesn't have much of a moral compass.
Backstory: He's still young, so there's not much to write. He didn't know his mother for long but knows that she's a jaglion. (Excuse that he says jaguar, he's pretty theatrical too) He's very close to another adolescent in his old pride and whines about missing him constantly. He's also recently done something horrible, but that remains a mystery.
(He will come into play soon)

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Name: Mud
Age: Adolescent

Appearance: a scruffy young lion, with brown and orange mottled markings.

Mutation: mane frizzy, though its only grown into a scruff so far

Personality: mud is a very energetic and social lion, though they may be confusing or off putting in their attempts to make friends

Backstory: growing up in a small pride, the king would expel any adolescent males that didn't meet his standards. Despite their mothers insistence that they were a lioness, the growing mane around their neck meant they were expelled as well. Roaming the savannahs learning how to survive, they run across a new pride.

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Name(s): Tezuki (and her newborn cub, who’s nameless)
Appearance: a pure white lioness, with various decorations on her
Mut: Achromia
Personality: Shy, but she opened up to Cassandra, that’s why she trusted her so much. She had already bred to a stud once they met each other, and agreed to care for the cub, even if it wasn’t ACTUALLY Cassandra’s. She’s kind and docile, but she’s mean when she has to be.

Backstory: Tezuki and Cassandra were close, real close. They travelled together, up mountains, into marshes, basically everywhere. Cassandra wanted to take Tezuki to a place of ice, since that’s what Tezuki longed to see. But then one day they travelled and Cass looked back and… she wasn’t there. Tezuki was assumed dead until Cassandra found her, with her new cub.

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DIABOULS
Rouge/He/him...

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Diabouls
[ title . pronouns ]
former names ; Snake
nickname ; DibY
onouns ; he/him
pronoun usage

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biological gender ; afab
identified gender ; shemale
[ 50% male | 50% female | 0% other ]

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sexual orientation ; Asexual
[ ?% male | ?% female | ?% other ]
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romantic orientation ;
[ 80% male | 20% female | _% other ]

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romantic appeal
mental ; witty
behavioral ; submissive
physical ; smaller then him

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marital status ; single


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detailed personality ;

Hardworking
Convinced he is not worth half as much as other males considering he's afab a Diabouls strives to work hard and be a good role model for the nomads around him. This latter part is especially important for the massive warrior as he considers his role as an educator very necessary, believing that teaching kits from a young age not only ensures they aren't bored and getting into trouble but also gives them a measurable head start in life once their apprenticeship starts.

Observent
Her paranoia gone alongside his memories, Diabouls has retained a sense of self and the need to be aware of his surroundings, especially when it comes to other cats. Not the quickest to trust others he has a knack for being able to tell when someone is lying to him, and an even bigger ability to tell when someone might be out to harm him.
Sarcastic
Gifted with an excellent grasp on words and diplomatic means from a young age, Diabouls tends to swiftly throw all that promise into the breeze and opt for far more cunning, cutting barbs, sarcasm lacing most of interactions in some way. Despite his insults being hidden in false compliments and sharp barbs, the lion is quick to look the other way and fake modesty and innocence when it suits him, blinking coy, pale green eyes as sincerely as possible. An act he most accomplishes from imitating her father's sincere look of respectful kindness that he tends to display to all he speaks to, no matter rank or age.

Vulgar
While his family would never be called refined - save for perhaps her great grandmother - the generations before have certainly been known for their kind, polite demeanors. Manners that evidently skipped a generation as far as Diabouls is concerned, quick to throw a swear or two in anyone's direction if need be, usually with enough vitriol to them to make her father faint from abject horror. Being the outcast of his family when it came to certain... traits his littermates all seemed to share, the lion had to find the strength to stand out and not be lost in a cloud of fangs and blood. While most would argue there were no doubt better ways to go about this, Diabouls would kindly remind them that they are free to take that stick and cram it up their own ass, for he has far too little patience for morons.

Controlling
There is something about seeing your littermates slowly lose themselves for that strange hunger of theirs that makes you want to seize whatever control you can in your life. Or at least, that was what happened to Diabouls. Fear of losing his littermates to this... thing that they cannot control - and admittedly grossed out by it - the lion did the only thing she could do. he gained control of it, attempting to place rules for their cravings, if only to stop them from being caught. For those who listen to him he gives the extra mile in caring for them. Those that are too stupid to realize their hunger puts them and the rest of their family in danger, however, he isn't above humbling by other means.

Intuitive
Sharp on the uptake, Diabouls' wit is not limited to his words. Naturally distrusting of any cat not in his own circle, the she-cat tends to have a good grasp on who means her harm or not. When problems arise, she tends to keep a fairly level head, a stark contrast from the more aggressive, dominant persona she normally displays. Her littermate's unique qualities keeping his on her toes during most of their youth, he learned how to think fast in what seemed like impossible problems, learning to rely on himself

biological family .
mother ;
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father ;
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sibling ;
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other ;
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friendships .
friend ;
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frenemy ;
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enemy ;
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other relationships .
romantic ;
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platonic ;
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educational ;
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idol ;
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backstory ; WIP

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Name: Subira
Age: 1 year, 3 months
Gender: Cis female (she/her)
Allegiance: Currently a loner.
Appereance:



Personality: Though named patience by her mother in hopes of raising a "proper" lioness, Subira is, despite her kind nature, hot-headed and prone to rash decisions, even if she isn't usually very confident in voicing her opinions - especially not now that she doesn't have a pride to fall back on. Her easygoing-ness often bleeds into being a pushover, and her desire to be tolerated if not loved means she hides her "bad" emotions by any means possible. However, like any cub her age, she can't resist the pull of curiosity and has developed an habit of eavesdropping on others.

Backstory: Tensions were already running high by the time Subira was born. The king, Fayiz, had been challenged by his subordinate Asghar, and though the latter had lost, some of the lionesses couldn't help but consider his ideas. The herds were migrating and he argued it was time to move on and follow them, yet Fayiz insisted on clinging to their increasingly barren territory. It was only a matter of time a rift formed in the pride and split it in two in all but name: Subira grew up with her mother Houda warning her of the snakes among them, the traitors who dared abandon their ancestral lands, and urging her to follow king Fayiz's word. She, of course, did as she was told. Why wouldn't she? Her father was a fair ruler after all. And she... well, she was in need of someone to steer her in the right direction, admittedly - her rage outbursts, though infrequent, seemed to spark something in Houda's eyes that broke her heart. Fear, perhaps, or was it dread? Disgust? Subira learnt to mask her emotions as the months passed and kept her head down. Her side of the rift was already small enough, the last thing she wanted was to push the few lions there away!

One night, however, the night after she attended her first hunt, Subira's mother approached her with a sad look on her face. She didn't understand - was something wrong? Shouldn't she be happy she was growing older? The older lioness told her she couldn't keep going like this any longer, and let her in on a secret, the beginning of the end:

Subira wasn't the daughter of king Fayiz, but of Asghar the rebel.

The young lion's head spun. No! It couldn't be! Houda was the most loyal lioness she knew, how could she? Was that why she reacted so badly to her ill temper? Did she see that traitor in her? With tears flowing down her cheeks, she ran off and told her king of the news.

The following morning, she was exiled, though she didn't question it after the initial shock. The king couldn't afford to raise a rival's cub, could he? Especially not one like herself - another snake in the making. At least she knew how to fend for herself in the wild... but she soon realized why lions lived in prides: loneliness was far more painful than any wound she could receive.

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