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⭐ Son of a first gen Leoponess. ⭐
24 TIMES CHAMPION DURING MAY 2019
👑 Father of FOUR Great Kings: Isibanda, Beruchtigt, BlackDevil and Fearsome Bloodseeker Aelith👑
《 ꎭꍏꁅꀤꌗ꓄ꋪꍏ꒒ꀤꌗ 》
The glory of championships, the fame, fortune, the passion of fighting. But who looks over that? Who considers the pain, the wounds, the lions who die for this cause? It is an honored cause, but every lion, every loser, every champion, shoudl have someone that licks their wounds when they come back. Some males have their own mates, their harem, others have friends, fans, or family. Vulgaris never let anyone get that close, and while he enjoy to spend time with the lionesses, he rarely let any of them lick his wounds in case he loses, thats too much of a shame for him, neither he does when he wins.
Vulgaris is dedicated to fight, it is his life, his passion, it is who he wants to be, a Champion. Not for fame, not for females, but for himself, for the glory of his father's fathers who has fought in that glorious arena generations ago. The problem is, Vulgaris never found time to seek true love: he never met a lioness that he could call his Queen, someone to tell his secrets, someone to truly sleep with. To be honest, he was in love once, couple of moons ago, for a lioness who's coat was pink as the most wonderful dawn, and eyes were brilliant as stars. But she has her personality like everyone, and what Vulgaris could do was just to walk away as he discovered her true self. That day he understood what it meant to be rejected, and he became weaker, as his love was strong, but the pain he felt after that was worse than bites and wounds. He will get back on his paws.. but by now, he started to loose tournament after tournament.
Today I took a drastic decision. I killed him. Erelath, the young shaman, I found him nearby my caves, as he was trying to use some incense to make some kind of prank to my pride. At the beginning I tought it was harmless, but after that I found some of my lionesses having serious breathing problems for a few hours. I was furious. I looked for him all over my lands until I found him. He started to complain and said he didnt do anything. At the beginning I only looked for explanations, but his arrogance and ignorance made my blood to boil. I killed him heartlessy, I ripped his body apart and carved his skull out of his flesh.
When I got back to my pride, all the lionesses were shoked and terrified from what happened.
They dont understand. They dont have
to understand. I kill where I wish, when I wish.
A few days ago Tabita birthed her first litter. Two wonderful females, healthy and strong, just as Tefnut said. We called them Nyumbe and Akali, both have inherited different colorations, Nyumbe is the one that looks more tiger of the two, she got both the stripes and the eyes of the mother, and Akali.... she got some peculiar eyes... Those started to make us wonder. They arent... normal. Of course she is a hybrid but, both lions and tigers own round pupils, while Akari shows vertical ones. We decided to bring her to the shamans, and their words left us shoked. They explained that such eyes were because of a mutation in the iris, and that Akali would have an extraordinary nigh vision compared to all of us. This made me think about her as a huntress, while her sister might become the Shaman that will connect us to our ancestors.
Today a great number of rogue lionesses came from foreign lands, curious to see the lion with the shape of the Great Ancestor. They all have choosen to be bred by him in the possibility to give him good daughters and sons, only time will tell.
When Vulgaris took over the Pride, Demiurgos, the previous King, partecipated into a bloody battle. Only the strongest of the two would survive, and this time, it was the end of his endless reign. Ras'Tafari, the incarnation of the ancestor who ruled over the Pride, came in and gave all honors to the dead King, who fiercely fought to protect his position, and told Vulgaris that he was meant to rule from the beginning, and that he should mate with Demiurgos' daughters to keep on his lineage and cross their blood to create a new generation of supremacy over these lands.
Vulgaris, One of the last and less-known sons of Ras'Tafari. The story wants him to come back to his father's pride after long years spent with his mother, a leopardess, in the nearby jungle. Vulgaris had some siblings, litter-mates, that however inherited more 'leopard' genes than him. Compared to his brothers that grew a small mane, his features were more lion-like, giving him a majestic mane that continued to grow until he reached 7 years. His full grown mane is so thick and massive that, when nearby human settlements heard stories about him from a local farmer, poachers started to hunt the savannah looking for him. Many of them just wanted his pelt for some richman that would've payd millions to get such a rare and unique skin for their houses. Others wanted to withdraw his genes and try to reproduce his colorations in order to sell the cubs at absurdly high prices, as the last known Atlas Lion that also carries leopard genes.
Vulgaris managed to escape countless times from cages, chains, ropes, knives and tranquilizers. The deep scar he carries on his muzzle recall his last escape from a high security building, a structure created specifically to house him, financed by a wealthy gentleman who wished to keep it as a pet.
After he has shown his strenght of will, the shamans decided to give him a great blessing: the shape, body and strenght of the Great Ancestor, Primordials. With his enormous fangs and body he is now going to take revenge on all man, and slaughter all enemies that dare to invade his lands.