Here is that pridelands rp! Sorry it was so slow.
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For Adhama.
I was wondering if she would be up for staying in the swampies.. I have this guy who is looking for a mate. (His original plan fell through as I was on hiatus for a while with my irl job.)
Down to earth yet carefree, Astante is not one to take offence easily. He loves nothing more than to live life to the full, enjoying every moment and rarely worrying about the future. Though he is certainly not without awareness, even as he is playing he never forgets about those around him, always looking out for their well being. Under the playful, carefree exterior lives a lion who was forged within the strict lines of an old, heavily traditional pride. With his laid-back and friendly personality it is hard to imagine him as a prince, though that is exactly what he is.
He is an ex-prince of the Takatifu Duniani (an NPC pride).
More info if interested:
History:.
Born Zawadi Ya'tatu, the third son of the Takatifu Duniani leaders, Asante was raised under the full weight of the crown, following in his father's footsteps and expected to rise above all the other pride youths in hunting, philosophy, worship and leadership. To be as his father, a serious worldly lion who never smiled and rarely praised his cubs, Asante grew up as an old mind in a young body. Yet the restrained young cub had one thing he managed to keep from his tutors... He would slip away after his classes were over for the day, and walk the pridelands, not as the Takatifu Duniani's youngest prince, but as Njema'mwana; son of an elderly couple who mistook the young prince for their dead child. It was not deciet, for he had told them of their mistake the first day they found him, sneeking about the lowest areas of the pride's home, and yet they took him in, begged him to visit when he could and relieve the loneliness. With both close to the end of their lives, he could not find a reason to refuse and thus, every few days he would visit them, bringing back kills for them when he was old enough to hunt and simply spending time with them near their den. He made several friends among the poorest members of the pride, none of whom ever saw the young princes and thus, never realised his true identity.
Eventually, his two older brothers rose to become the next King and the king's advisor. For Asante, the fact that there was no place for him was a devastating blow, and yet he discovered that he was still expected to do as told, and become a member of the council. He knew he would never be accepted though, the council was made up of older lions, their experience raising them above the rest of the pride. Asante, doomed forever to live within the shadows of his brothers without any chance to prove himself, finally snapped. One night, after the rest of the pride had fallen asleep, the young male slipped away from his family's den and left the Takatifu Duniani and vanished into the roguelands. Assumed dead by his family but still hunted by the pride's soldiers, Asante changed his name and now lives on his own terms, free and happier than he has ever been in his life.
Notes:.
The golden markings on his face, tail and hind legs are only found in the royal line of the Takatifu Duniani pride. He usually tries and hides them under mud and bits of leaf and grass he picks up.
