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The Kitwana'antara have never been large or dominating. They are located in a quiet valley with hills and more mountainous terrain to the east, and a larger lake to the west. They tend to be isolated and their numbers small due to a plague that keeps their lion count rather small.

The plague is contagious only to lions and lion-hybrids. For lions who contract the disease it is always fatal, though some can fight it off or keep it at bay for many, many years. There are a small few who will become carriers of the disease, safe from its torment but a danger to other lions; and an even smaller few that are naturally immune.

Because of this, the Kitwana'antara frequently rely on leopards, cheetahs, hyena's and any outsider help they can find. Familiars and non-lion species are welcome members to the pride - they are often nurses, hunters, nannies and protectors for those too sick. Furthermore, there is often a ban on lion-members leaving the borders. . . . Their disease is far too risky and to spread it would be horrible. To cause others to suffer from such an illness is not something the pride would ever do and as such only on rare occasion are lions allowed to leave the borders.

Currently the pride has just gotten over a slew of hard times. A secondary plague hit all pride members, cuttng their numbers down significantly. On top of that, a war with a neighboring pride cut their numbers further, causing much distress and chaos in the lands. The old queen sacrificed herself in hopes of healing the God of Plagues wrath against her kind. This left her very young successor, Nawiri'chiwa to begin anew and lead the Kitwana'antara to renewed prosperity.




The Father: - Nyeusi - played by Pinchmonster
He willingly helped Elera when she asked for his help to provide more healthy members for her pride, but he was a drifter. He never found out if his help came to any fruition.

The Mother: - Elera'plova - played by Talencia
Elera is not the stereotypical mother. She has never sought out true love, never dreamed of having fluffy balls of fur curled up close to her. Just the opposite, in fact. She is a stalwart and confident loner, pessimistic and slightly grouchy on a daily basis. She tends to be antisocial and sarcastic when she feels scorned or looked down upon. Despite these traits, though, she has a good heart. Kitwana'antara earned her respect and allegiance by facing adversity with such patience and good spirit. She joined the pride because they were the first she'd ever met that deserved her devotion.

It was this devotion that drove her to choose to birth cubs. Though she had absolutely no desire to be a mother, she knew that the pride would benefit from more young creatures that were immune to the ravaging disease. Thus she chose to seek a male to father cubs for her. She saw no dishonor in it, and feels the cubs are treasures to the pirde.

That does not negate her lack of mothering skills, however. She knows she is unfit to be a proper mother, and thus will likely leave the parenting to minders. She will be involved, will show affection once in a while, and will probably have more to do with the cubs as they get older and more independant, but as cubs they may not see much of her.

(This could give you easy license to get to know others in the pride, since she would not insist on being with them at all times!)

Auntie Bird - Piera - Played by Talencia
Elera tends to call Piera "momma bird", but refers to her as "auntie bird" to the cubs. While Elera might not be around much, Piera is much likely to be present for the cubs, emotionally as well as physically. She is a much gentler, motherly sort. She listens well, scolds and reprimands in a loving way, and cares deeply for her little charges. It will not be uncommon for her to swoop out of the blue sky to see what is wrong if tears or raised voices occur. She is a good friend and surrogate parent, and will always be reassuring the cubs that their mother loves them as well.

A Sister: - Haravana - Played by Lorne_Sionn
As an adult: Haravana is a bright female, and is generally even tempered. She can be a bear however if the healer she is working with isn't listening to her. In which case she has no problem voicing her opinion, loudly. It probably comes from being marginalized by her mother, but as a grown up, she makes sure she is heard when she knows she has something to contribute, and if she doesn't, she listens so she knows for later. She is a tireless worker, and if a herb is needed, she will find it, no mater how far she has to travel or dig. As a cub: Friendly, and kind, with a deep compassionate nature that will later lead her to be an Apothecary for the Pride.

Another Sister: - Keiko - Played by Soarin'
She's a sweet friendly leopard that has love and affection for everyone she meets. She's playfully and often looks at life with a bubbly mood. Nothing gets her down, not even water which she generally hates. She just wants to be the center of attention- be that good or bad. Though she doesn't try to get into trouble it sometimes follows her just because of her carefree look on life.

Plot My Future Entries

Annchen - pg 1
Sapphire-Cyanide - pg 1
SSBrosM - pg 2
fenshae - pg 2

Lessons Learned Entries
Ice Queen - pg 1
noxilicious - pg 1
Zero and Below - pg 2
fenshae - pg 2

Rank My Future Entries
Sapphire-Cyanide - pg 1
nessiaing - pg 1
Dame NightFury - pg 2
fenshae - pg 2
Hoshi Lockhart - pg 2

Your Name: Annchen
Cub's Name: Nifol
Meaning: dark (old English)
Future Rank: Scout
Prompt Reply: I'll just write as if I would if I wrote a plot thread for him.

Teach me I'm not invincible!
You'd think that a cub raised in an environment filled with disease and death would learn to be humble and to appreciate the fragility of life. Yeah, not Nifol. Being untouchable by the disease will make him reckless and leave him with a sense of immortality. He's very confident and usually accomplices what he sets out to do (mostly since he's confident he'll succeed). There's one thing he wants but can not get however, the title of warrior. After a nasty run in with a healthy lion outside the pride lands he's not as keen on defending his pride in head on battle anymore. Instead he will train to become a scout, and use sneaky tactics to get the upper paw.







I have some more ideas, but I think these will do for now. I want some things to develop in RP too. I get this vivid image of Auntie Birdie nipping his tail when he does something he's not supposed to do, but that's not a plot idea...

Tell me something you like about K'A: The realism, the potential for drama and dark RP... I have a hard time finding something I don't like.

Your Name: noxilicious
Cub's Name: Mauja'gonjwa
Meaning: [roughly] ''Threat of Illness'' even though as a leopard, he cannot contract the disease.
Future Rank: Hunter or Master Hunter [?]
Prompt Reply: [ Didn't want to use death because I felt like it would be too similar to Ice Queen's response :3 ]

There is an ending in all beginnings.

That's what his mother had told him. Not that Mauja ever really listened. He found it difficult to follow the advice of a mother who was never there. Not that he blamed her. There was a connection shared by mother and child that cannot be broken. It can be torn, shredded and worn down by years of misuse or neglect. But it is still there. An eternal love that flickered under his breastbone whether he wanted it to or not. But however, he was, in a word, bitter. It was hard not to be. Though, he supposed, if he had a typical caring and devoted mother, his night time wanderings would probably have ended a long time ago.

There was a peacefulness in the night that let his mind wander without fear of intrusion. The moon was marred by a sheath of clouds, but it still provided enough light to walk by. The ground had retained its warmth from the scorching sun of day and it felt soothing on his paws, combating the cold of the night that sank into his fur. A tendril of brush moved a ways in front of him but there was no breeze. Lowering himself to the earth, covering his white belly, he all but disappeared into the surroundings. Creeping forward silently, he spotted a flailing bird with its right wing trailing low to the ground. Stupid thing. He snuck forward in order to end its suffering with minimal noise and pain. That is, until he saw the eggs. They were pale creamy color, glowing softly in the few rays of moonlight that shone through the cloud cover. He paused.

This bird had a family. A spark of guilt held him back though his paws itched for the kill. A mother with a family. He held back, waiting to see if she was able to return to her nest. The bird flailed again, struggling forward. But in a flying streak of brown feathers, it was gone. Searching the sky, he saw the agile form of an owl flying away with its next meal. In a moment of curious excitement, he followed, a grounded tan and white streak trailing the dark blur in the sky. It seemed forever before the owl finally alighted in a tree, side stepping down the branch to a well concealed nest carefully constructed against the tree trunk. Even from where he stood, Mauja could see the small pink bodies of the owlets the mother owl was feeding from the carcass. Bald heads balanced on scrawny bodies, beaks parted in a silent plea for what little food the mother owl could provide.

Even when raised in the hell of the desert, these owlets must survive. The mother owl needed them to. The realization of this set fire to understanding in his eyes. The pride must survive. It was this perception of the future that they strived for all their lives. Even when the lions fell sick and died, there had to be a new generation of cubs to replace them. The young and the healthy to care for the old and ailing. The circle of life. In the simplest of terms.

Mauja wound his way back to the den, tired from his excursions, stepping over his sleeping siblings with practiced ease. He lowered his small form to the dust of the den floor, resting his head heavily across his paws. The circle of life. To preserve the new generation. He flicked his tail at the thought. The need for the pride to survive even when after one rested eternally below the ground. Maybe what his mother had done wasn't so bad after all. She had done it for them.

Tell me something you like about K'A: The realism created by the presence of this disease and how it has affected the pride. It is such an interesting idea that you can really get enveloped by, rp wise. Usually, most SoA prides scare me because I'm still so new but this one, I find fascinating. A pride so fallen from the favor of the Gods who once smiled upon them, struggling to rebuild as this illness continues to ravage through their ranks, it's something that I definitely want to be a part of.