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About Me
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Hello, my name is Jewel! I am currently 8 hours ahead of Lioden time!

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This is my Side Account

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Please keep in mind I am a semi-active player, so if I'm not on for a while that's why! And I'm going to be rather confused by a lot of things due to poor memory. Thank you for understanding!

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I usually watch anime, draw, roleplay and just hang out.
I love meeting people so don't hesitate to send me a friend request! I'm usually
working on project(s) so help is appreciated!
I'm very active on Discord as well, DM me for info! My tag is Jewel#6026

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My traditions in the pride is to look after all my lionesses, this includes even the inbred that I somehow end up with. Instead of chasing them off, I let them live a lavish life into retirement. If I get a king's first cub in my pride, no matter how bad they are, I will make sure to pretty them up and give them the best I can!

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What I Sell
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Pride Lore
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Snowfall padded through her camp, fluttering her wings and dipping her head to each passing lioness.

Sunshine warmed her pelt almost as much as her own pride in how beautiful the scenery was. However, despite this, she still felt that she hadn't done quite enough.

The colorful flowers that swayed in the breeze weren't her doing. The caves that had been dug into the soft, rocky inclines that dotted the camp were not constructed by her command.

She stopped to survey her reflection in a puddle. Despite her majestic appearance-- her golden wings, the coveted white swatches permeating her pale fur, the swirled paint spread over her body-- she felt like she hadn't done quite enough except look pretty.

Rezer the Foolish had starved and overworked the pride, leaving them in shambles. Zeeth the Merciful had picked up the pieces he'd left and spared his life. The esteemed Queen-- bless her memory-- had kept the pride alive and ensured the foolish King left no lasting damage.

What had she done? Flitter her wings and raise morale?

She grimaced, wings drooping as she continued to survey her expression. Was this really the look of a competent Queen? Was she really just riding on the shoulders of those who had come before her?

The urge to give up, run back to her den, and sulk nearly overtook her. She felt woefully out of her depth almost every single day. How had she not been overthrown yet?

However, the tiny voice of encouragement in the back of her head rescued her from wasting a day best spent doing better things. She reminded herself of the territory she'd expanded. The dens she'd renovated. The happiness she'd brought in her wake. Not to forget her pride had all they could ever want-- comfortable nests, endless prey, and so many beetles that they covered the back wall of her den.

Well, that was something she needed to work on. Maybe she'd give herself some work to do and make herself a little place to store all her treasures.

She stepped into the water-- muddying her reflection-- and continued onward.

Lionesses bustled to and fro around her, laughing and chatting jovially. She tried to let go of her worry and live in the moment with them-- watching them smile and discuss the best flowers and feathers to wear.

However, she still couldn't help but let her mind wander. The river of worry had flooded its banks, and not even the most cheerful of conversations could make her stop pondering the things she needed to do and the problems she wanted to fix.

She was planning on doing many adjustments to her pride-- one of which was ridding her Haven of lionesses of inadequate descent. Many things were accepted in her pride, but inbreeding was definitely not in that category. Nor the lines of shamed lions.

Of course, she was no killer. She'd simply redirect them into other prides.

More adjustments she was considering concerned encouraging the birth of mutated lions and lionesses. With that kind of lineage in her pride, their prosperity could only multiply-- and as much as she hated to admit it, their riches would as well.Well, she wasn't entirely profit-driven. She just liked seeing all the beautiful lions and lionesses that other prides coveted. Her reputation and prestige would increase with the more she had under her care. Frankly, she enjoyed protecting her pride. Their happiness was her pride and joy. Despite that-- she could feel another concern feeding her worry-- there were still neighboring prides.

She knew many of them could be unhappy with her sprawling territory and opulence. She knew many of them could strike at any moment; slashing teeth and claws tearing through her paradise and leaving a path of blood and destruction.

Snowfall paused to survey her camp briefly, heart racing with the simple thought of an enemy attacking. It almost seemed like a crime that everything was going so normally.

Lionesses peeked around every corner of every cave, engaging in everyday acts like they always did. They ate prey with cheer, played with feathers, and decorated themselves and their nests with trinkets from around the camp.

Everything was at peace.

However, she was still the only person defending camp. She had much skill as a fighter-- not a single lion for miles around could challenge her head-to-head-- but she didn't know how she'd fare against a whole pride.

She tore her gaze from the dens and stared at the ground. She didn't need to imagine them ravaged. Not today.

Her paws seemed to be drawn towards a specific place, and she found herself ambling along the springy grass. She made sure to step around each blossom, and admire each bird that perched in the branches of the few trees that were scattered about the camp. At the Haven, there had been an inexplicable presence of birds. They were friendly, too-- many lionesses kept them as pets.

That had happened during her reign. Maybe it was a good sign.

Before she knew it, she'd finally hit a dead-end in her wanderings. Snowfall forced herself to look up.

The small meadow of flowers before her was walled in by the short, gently-curved bluffs that signified the center of camp. Cherrytuft-- one of the resident broodmothers-- was dozing near the center, sunshine warming her pale gray and pink fur. Her thin, whiskery mane was spotlighted in the glow.

She noticed that her stomach was incredibly round; it struck her quite suddenly that the broodmother was also pregnant. With her age, it may as well be her last litter.

Her wings perked as she gained a new reason to protect her pride-- the tiny cubs that were soon to be nestled in the curve of their mother's belly.

The peaceful glow of the den prompted her to settle down as well. She fixed her gaze on the opening, watching snippets of life outside the peaceful cradle of flowers and sunshine she found herself resting in.

Right outside, she even noticed her heir-- a gray-pelted, thick-furred adolescent with foggy eyes and two pairs of bright wings-- leading a patrol of Den Guardians through the camp. How could she ever be worried? She would never be alone.

The Lioness Haven and all the Birds of Paradise within would always be safe under her rule.


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My Goals
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✤This month I'm focused on...
-High value items
-Sending 888 gifts

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✤Organize Lions · · [Completed] · ·
✤Make Pride Entirely Clean · · [In Progress...] · ·
- Meaning no trace of the Big Four or any Inbreeding
✤Breed a Double Rosette · · [In Progress...] · ·
✤Breed a Triple Rosette · · [Not In Progress] · ·
✤Breed a Quad Rosette · · [Not In Progress] · ·
✤Breed a Leopon · · [Not In Progress] · ·
✤Rehaul pride and organisation · · [Not In Progress] · ·

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-Stock piling EXP items · · [In Progress...] · ·
-Saving up EXP · · [In Progress...] · ·
-Hoarding SB & GB · · [In Progress...] · ·

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Thanks for reading all this!

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Level: 21 Branch: ✤Winter Branch✤
Stats: 1283 Territory: 80
Lionesses: 79 Beetle Slots: 1 / 16
Cubs: 15 / 400 Grandpaw:
Male Slots: 4 / 6 Subordinate Males: DarkScale
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SunFlower ♞
Frozen Slots: 0 / 1 Cave Slots: 6 / 6
There are 14 lions with mutations in 𝒮𝓃𝑜𝓌𝐹𝒶𝓁𝓁's pride.

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