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 Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 7:43 am
See My Pretty Wreath? Image Link: !!!
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 11:05 am
Gather Round the Feasting Rock!
Introduction Solo:
Most of those around him knew who he was, they'd grown up with him and knew him inside out. However, there were those who had entered the pride within his absence and whether they elected to stay or wander on when the festivities were over remained to be seen. Regardless, all those within his immediate radius were viewed as a willing audience and as a consequence, the male dog was more than happy to leap on to the rock. It was with considerable pride that he took the stage, and stood tall as he told his tale.
"Ladies and gentlemen, cubs and wandering critters alike - it is a great honour to have you here the evening. No doubt you have been enjoying the delightful foods that we have on offer and suffice to say," he paused with an impish grin and flicked his gaze back and forth across the small crowd. "I think I speak for not only myself when I hope that we have the pleasure of meeting you again..."
"However," he paused again, this time with a far more dramatic flare and raised a paw to point towards the new faces within the audience in particular. "The festivities are still very much underway and farewells are not on the cards - instead, I believe it is most fitting that I regale you with a wonderous tale. One of adventure, tragedy, lust and love!" he leant forward, ears perking as he waited for an indication that they were ready to hear the rest.
"Or should I say it in much more simplistic terms?" he mused thoughtfully. "Ah, but I think I shall... Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Nahuatl, or 'Nate' for short, and this is the tale of my origins."
"You see, I was not always a part of the Sikukuu - once before, many moons ago, I was a young and roguish pup within the roguelands. Without a care in the world, I possessed no direction or true calling - all in all it was most unfortunate and I was an absolute terror. I gained a name for myself, and not a good one at that," he clucked his tongue and shook his head, pursing his lips in mock admonishment. "A 'nuisance' they called me, a 'cad' they stated... I was one to watch, if only to protect oneself."
"And then I met her, the glorious nymph that danced within the light of the morning sun..." he sighed softly at the recollection of the beautiful female he had seen that day. Alas, the fates had not been kind to him that day and as he spoke of his tale he indicated as such. He had only been granted a few hours with her, enough to find a spark and a special connection, yet when the sun had set she had vanished without a trade. Whether she was a figment of his imagination or not was open to debate, but she had left a last impression upon him, that was for sure.
...Enough to make him attempt to trace her.
"I travelled far an wide," he continued with his store, canting his head to the side as he regarded his audience. Fortunately for him, though he was no entertainer, his tale regarding the nymph had captured and held their interest so that he could continue with the less interesting elements of the story. "Yet I never found her - perhaps that was just how it was meant to be, but what I did stumble upon, was this pride."
"...Would you believe me if I said that I wasn't immediately sold on the idea of such a festive pride?" he mused. Unsurprisingly, there was a silence. "That being said, after months within their care, the hospitality grew upon me and I began to appreciate what they truly represented. The joy in life, the ever shifting beauty of the seasons and what came with them - there was something special and a part of me assumed that the nymph had drawn me here for a reason."
"So special," he mused moreso to himself than any other in those moments. "There are so few in the roguelands or any other pride for that matter who truly appreciate what this world has to offer," he pointed out and released a sigh. "...That was something that needed to be changed."
"So, I swore my 'allegiance' as it were," his grin became impish once more as the Sikukuu were not the sort for too much pomp and circumstance. They certainly enjoyed a good party, but they were by no means 'strict' in many of their requirements. "Unbeknownst to me I had discovered my purpose and once I had been accepted into the Mrao Clan, I made it my duty to spread the word - thus, I became a fabled crier."
"I travel far and wide to spread the news of our festivities, encouraging each and every lion (regardless of creed, colour or pride) to attend at least once to experience what we have to offer..." he popped his lips and chuckled. "Perhaps in time I'll be able to rediscover the nymph's hiding place too, and introduce her to the festivities - but for now I'll just stick to beckoning vagabonds and rogues such as yourselves into our nets, no?" he winked.
"So allow me to summarise! My name is Nahuatl, and I am your resident Crier. I travel the lands and invite those within the roguish lands and beyond to attend our festivities so that we might be united at such joyous times in the year. I see a lot and hear almost everything... So if you aren't careful, I might sell your story to a gossip," he warned teasingly.
"Heh!" One of the younger members of the audience piped up, nose wrinkling in minor discontent.
"Yes?" Nahuatl enquired.
"...There was no adventure in that, that was just a love story and an icky one at that," she pointed out, causing the older wild dog to arch a brow. It was only after a few moments that he conceded that she was perhaps correct.
"Well if you want a tale of adventure, then perhaps I should recount the event in which I was pursued by a rather disgruntled pack of hyena and found myself stranded on a tree trunk in the middle of a river six hours later?"
"...That sounds promising," the young lioness responded slowly, her eyes still narrowed suspiciously.
"All right then, listen closely...because this is about the only child-safe story I have. If you want anything else I'm going to have to send the cubs to bed and that will make me very unpopular."
Any Extra Notes:
To summarise, he's from the Mrao and his rank is "Crier".
The "nymph" is a real wild dog too and would probably feature more heavily in his plots at a later date, in particular in the sense that she would probably be joining the pride herself.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 7:22 pm
Cross Clan Communication
Lion's Owner:Keantha
Lion's Name: Halstein (means Rock)
Lion's Rank: Would love King, but otherwise a bouncer
Lion's relationship with the wild dog:Father
Wild Dog's Owner: Nessiaing
Wild Dog's Name:Malu
Wild Dog's Rank: Celebrant
Wild Dog's relationship with the lion:Daughter
Extra Info:
Hal's Personality: A quiet lion of reserved strength, Hal never needs to raise his voice to get his point across. This is not to say he does not have his moments, but they are few in far between. Hal's only two soft spots are for children in general and for his beloved daughter Malu. He came across the abandoned pup when he was but an adol, refusing to leave her to perish for lack of care he quickly adopted the small female. Within days, she became the center of his whole world.
Malu's Personality: Malu is one of the most timid creatures you have ever met. The young wild dog can barely look others in her eyes. As a member of a large family Malu never really found her voice always lost amongst her brothers and sisters a litter that was too large for the young couple, much less one that was constantly on the move. One day the family made to move again and Malu was left behind. Malu wandered along for a little while trying to use her small untrained nose to track her family but ended up lost. It wasn't till after Hal found her that Malu even began to talk. She was given the name Malu by the big male who she quickly began to call Daddy. Now, Malu is fairly well adjusted but still quieter then the average wild dog. She barely remembers her original family and sees Halstein as her only family, and is incredibly loyal to him, she after all owes her life to him
Story: 'Gods why does it have to be so blasted cold?!' The young male grumbled quietly to himself as he made his way towards the valley. Winter had never been his favorite season, he was a creature of warmth and sunlight yet traveling couldn't be helped. He had gone out a week ago, following rumors of his missing sister. Worry for her had driven his every step for days now, and to return home without her felt like a failure. "Mezie where did you go?"
Suddenly his ears craned forward as he heard a soft crying sound. It was too young to be his sister, but clearly something or someone was hurt. Picking up his pace till he was running Hal bolted towards the crying, "Hang on! I'm coming!"
He arrived just in time to see a tiny white figure dart under a bush. Pausing to catch his breath, Hal cocked his head to the side trying to see through the foliage. The figure had been smaller even than a newborn cub so it clearly was not a lion. "Won't you come out little one? I won't hurt you." He tried to make his voice as soothing as possible.
Several long minuets passed, though it felt like years to the weary young male, before the tiny figure crawled out from it's...no her's hiding spot. It took everything Hal had not to gape at the small blue and white creature. He could tell she was frightened and cold, much to young to be on her own. He made to stand up, only to stop short at a frightened cry. "Easy baby girl... I won't hurt you. Why are you out here alone? Where is your family?"
The tiny wild dog, hiccuped before she began to sob again. She didn't know where her family had gone, she just woke up and they weren't there!
Hal's heart broke a little watching her cry, and before she could flee he moved to curl around her, gently grooming her ears and face, "Shh sweetling. I have you. I won't let anything happen to you." He continued the soft running murmur as she huddled into him, still grooming her silky fur till she was calm and once again warm.
Smiling down at her gently, he nuzzled her again before gently picking her up by the ruff. He couldn't leave her there to die, she would be prey for the first creature that came along.
The little female didn't struggle when he picked her up in his jaws, instead looking up at him trustingly, her tail giving the slightest of wags. Hal felt his heart swell as he once again headed towards him home. No he had not found his sister...but he had just found his new daughter.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 12:21 pm
See My Pretty Wreath?Image Link: I fail
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 5:12 am
Cross Clan Communication
Lion's Owner: Satsurashi
Lion's Name: Amharach'aon (Lucky in Irish)
Lion's Rank: Celebrant
Lion's relationship with the wild dog: Brother
Wild Dog's Owner: Tanakako
Wild Dog's Name: Áine (Irish name derived from the proto-Celtic element *aidnā, meaning "radiance.")
Wild Dog's Rank: Celebrant (but would like to become a Crier with her brother)
Wild Dog's relationship with the lion: Sister
About them: The pair of them grew up together as brother and sister. Áine's mother, an older wild dog, had given birth to only one live female pup, her two siblings having been still born. Her and her mate felt the loss of the two other pups deeply but doted on the surviving female. Only a week after giving birth, the small family came across a tiny new-born lion cub. With no sign of his mother except a patch of day old blood and some dark fur, the two canines decided to take him in while they looked for his parents, unable to believe that he would have been left on his own voluntarily. Yet as the days and weeks went by no one turned up to claim the tiny male cub and gradually as the time drifted past, the small family become a close knit group. The young lion was fully adopted by his canine rescuers and the young female took to him like a fish to water, instantly become attached to the cub to the point where the pair were never found apart.
As they grew the pair of them grew as siblings, holding a deep love for each other that any true brother and sister may share. While it swiftly became obvious to them that he and her were not wholly alike (for he was growing far faster and to a far larger size, they never questioned their bond. Their father died just as they became adolescents and their mother followed only three days after, bereft and consumed with grief. Since then the pair had lived alone with just each other for support. They discovered the Sikukuu Vuli and in keeping with the love and joy in which they were raised, they decided to join the pride and share the love they have with everyone. Now into their adult years the siblings are still very lose, Áine can often be found riding astride her far larger brother, riding on his back as he moved about the pride.
Extra Info: (optional)
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 9:11 am
This is now CLOSED. I will accept the last entry, since I did not close it on time. Kai, you have one day to finish filling out the form.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 9:41 am
I will roll the raffle AFTER the rp contests are judged. This is to give everyone a first chance at rp entries they worked so hard on.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 5:09 pm
Edited in the info, thanks!
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 4:36 pm
Thank you to everyone who entered! It was very hard to choose! But after delibration, we have chosen the winners!
For Cheater Cheater, Pumpkin Eater:Haru was colored by Safaia. (Clan: Demani, Rank: Bouncer)
For Cross-Clan Relations:Amharach'aon and Aine are both colored by Safaia.
(Lion Clan: Kaskazi, Rank: Celebrant) (WD Clan: Mrao, Rank: Celebrant)
For Around the Feasting Rock:Lorne_Sionn Gather Round the Feasting Rock!
And For Creative Outlet:Yathy was colored by Safai. (Clan: Demani, Rank: Entertainer!)Congrats to all winners! We look forward to snagging rps with you very soon! But those of you who did not win, fear not! Your interest in the pride has been noted! Keep your eyes peeled for further partying!
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Sikukuu Pride generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
2!
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 4:38 pm
Our Wreath Raffle is down to three entries, since Satsurashi won a rp contest!
ENTRIES
Satsurashi
1. C.C.G
2. L1m3_gr33n_sh4rp13
3. F a y t h - x
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 4:40 pm
L1m3_gr33n_sh4rp13 See My Pretty Wreath? Image Link: !!! was colored by Ecavi. Please send me a PM with your WD's name and rank! (Clan: Demani)
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 5:36 pm
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE OMGosh!!! Thank you!!!!! -loves on Aine-
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:52 pm
Thank you! My first leopard. <3
We need joining rps correct?
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:11 pm
Nice! Thank you so much Tal! I am going to love playing him. =)
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