I'll go first!

Name: Azure
Age: 3 years 2 months
role: Hunter
Appearance: https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794214223458
Gender: Female
Personality: Caring, gentle, timid, Motherly, optimistic and loyal
backstory: Born and raised in the pride, Azure only has a single scar on her flank, which she got during a scuffle. She had a brother but he left to find her own pride
Extra info: Pregnant

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Name: Amora
Age: About 5, but she isn't really sure.
Appearance: https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794219870911
Gender: Female
Personality: Can be harsh/cruel to some, but very loving and tender towards those she truly cares about. Is extremely honest and genuine.
Backstory: She came from a cruel pride but was kicked out because of her mutation when she was several months old. Lived alone for anothe year or two and gave birth to a single cub shortly after she became an adult (not an adolescent). Her cub died at the hands of Amora's partner and ever since Amora has been drifting between dream and reality.

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Name: Khayrat
Age: 3 years
Role: Healer (lmk if not allowed!)
Appearance:



Gender: Trans female (she/her)
Personality: Khayrat is a selfless lioness who, when not tending to her pride's wounds (or, controversially, other lions'), is often found pacing around the pride's headquarters, checking on everyone and seeing if they have any task she could help with. When that fails, it is not uncommon for her to turn her gaze to the horizon and wander off for hours at a time, then come back with a shiny new trinket or herbs for the communal stockpile. She is easily bored, though not impatient - with others, at least, for she is her own worst critic when it comes to her various endeavors. Her job as a healer is very important to her and she often frets about doing it wrong, enough so that she tends to deflect any compliments given to her on that regard. She's just doing what she has to do, truly! Creative and passionate, she has a knack for turning simple herbs into various preparations for later use, though, because knowledge demands sacrifice and she wouldn't dare lay a claw on another lion, she tests these out on herself. Only the sun knows how often she's given herself an upset stomach or skin rash this way.

Backstory: Khayrat was never fond of patrol duty. The thought of it, the idea of having to walk around one spot all day to fight off rival males for his king, sickened him. It didn't feel right. He exhausted every excuse he had to miss out on training with the one other subordinate, and even turned to outright hiding at one point. It was so unfair! Why wasn't he allowed to hang out with his friends instead? They understood, unlike the elders calling him "lazy" and "ungrateful". They knew he wasn't meant for this. For what, not even he himself truly understood back then.

It took "him" months of self-reflection to face what she was, and more to confess it to the pride. Problem was, what was she meant to do if she didn't want to patrol and didn't know how to hunt? She turned to her favorite spot in the pridelands, an oasis surrounded by greenery, and pondered. All of a sudden, another lion - an outsider - approached, their flank red with blood. She inmediately knew what to do: after convincing them to stay put, she washed the wound with water and, after applying some herbs, wrapped the other lion's leg in reeds.

"Y'know," they said after a while, "for a pride lioness, you have talent with these things. Do you do this often?"

Khayrat chuckled awkwardly. "No, not really, I'm just... there, for now, uh, I don't do much. At all."

The stranger huffed. "They don't know what they're missing out on!"

Khayrat smiled to herself. Perhaps they were right... maybe this was her life's calling!

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