HYDES WRITING COMMS! Hi! I’m Hyde and I like to write lore for my lions as well as others! I hope that I can write you something you like!
RULES
-I will write almost Anything! Except for Sexual themes as that makes me uncomfortable.
-I can write for humans(oids), Animals, robots, etc!
-I will take Half Payment before I send you the draft, then you will send the rest of it after I send you the finished piece.
-Tell me if you do not like a part, I will rewrite it.
-Give me a basic idea of what you want, otherwise I assume you just want me to go crazy with it
-Please keep in mind I have a full time job as well as friends & Family, so it might take me some time depending on the timing. It normally takes me 1-2 hours depending on the depth & Length.
She was born of a Titan. A Devastator who wanted to control the aspects of the world however she could.
And a nameless, faceless, nobody.
Her fur was bright white, angelic against the harsh red that covered the ground. She came out fighting- clawing her way from flesh and bones.
Then the rest of her years as a child was spent fighting. Fighting other children for food, for attention, for anything. She was fighting for anything and everything.
Then one day she was taken from the cave she grew up in- suddenly aged from a child to a lioness. With large white wings that almost didn’t fit her body and feathery growths from her limbs…. And face. She grew claws made of metal and her paw pads began to glow.
Then she was given a sword, made of a glowing material. Her mother taught her how to use it. Against anyone or anything that dared to enter their home. Their place that they had control.
She has used that sword everyday since. Spilling the blood of those who stood in their way and fought against them. She led cubs that had no place in the above to their deaths at the hands of hyenas in the below.
Then she had her Daughter. Her Beautiful daughter with the sunset in her body and her wings. A Caring daughter that reminded her of her home before the above. To a fault with her devotion and her apparent unwavering bravery. Just like herself. Bound to make a great defender of their home.
Until one day.
The skies grew dark with ashes, as lions from the depths crawled from broken cracks in the floor. Breaking apart her troops and crumbling their defenses. Before she knew it, there was a shrieking. A sobbing. Her daughters sobbing. She made a break for it- abandoning her post and landing unevenly on her shaking paws.
Before her sat her mangled daughter. Eyes torn from her scalp, face split almost down the middle. Calliope laid against the entrance. Twitching and gagging on her gashed throat. A few meters away there was this sickening crunching sound of flesh being torn from bone. Her eyes, wide and wild darted towards it to see a small, all black cub with piercing eyes crouched over their attacker.
Tearing their dead flesh from bones and eating it as if it were prey, the cub's eyes flashed up to her wildly before turning back to its kill as she shuddered.
Then her daughter let out another heartbreaking sob.
"Mommy-'
She whimpered, as Aneila dipped her head. Placing her scarred muzzle against her daughters. Ears pinning back against her head as she whispered. Her heavenly light swirling around the two of them, aiming to comfort her daughter as the wounds slowly began to heal. Before a harsh, cold voice cut through her softness,
"I knew you were soft. Abandoning your post for this creature who couldn't even fend off a single attacker? She has dug her grave with her weakness. So has Calliope. Let her lay in her pit."
Aneila felt an anger bubble in her chest as she bared her fangs to her own mother, tail lashing as a light gold smoke leaked from her mouth. How could her own mother say this about her grandchild? About HER child. She growled.
"She and Calliope may still be useful. They can look after the next runts you decide to curse us with. Just LOOk at that freak eating one of those things over there. Dysis can still....she can still-- they can have my healing, give it to them and make Dysis a sage. Like Elera... make her something other than a soldier- Mother. Please."
Her anger turned to desperation with the look on her mothers face. Eyes closing as she dipped her head back down to her daughters, tears blessing her face with a golden glow as more smoke slithered from her mouth. Swirling around the cave and healing the wounds of Dysis and Calliope.
She heard her mothers claws against the cave floor, approaching her as suddenly a searing pain filled her skull and she crumbled down on herself. The golden smoke now filled her mothers eyes as she huffed, exhaling it out of her nose. Utopias bent down and exhaled in Dysis' face, filling her lungs with the smoke. Her eyes, foggy and damaged, flew open, a golden shimmer over them.
Utopias then walked to calliope, repeating the whole process as she spoke, eyes glaring harshly at Aneila laying on the ground.
"One more chance. It is all they get to prove useful. If they fail.. I will put it on your head to dispose of them both.'
Aneila felt the tears that stained her pelt start to dry as she slowly got up, she felt like part of her had been stripped away. A part of her that was still connected to her home in the below was gone. She was nothing but a servant of The Above now. She nodded as she glanced at Dysis, who was still rolling from the loss of her eyesight, before looking back at her mother. She bowed her head and said a small,
"Thank you. Mother."
(Written 2/14/24, for my Lioness Aneila)
OLDER EXAMPLE
She had been born in the cold. Kicking, screaming, begging for her mothers attention- but her mother left her in the cold. Her father was nowhere to be found.
She was Found by a king who had practically stepped on her small white frame, hidden under the snow. They had taken her in, warmed her, fed her.
Though it didn’t feel like it meant very much to her.
Her fellow cubs had teased and taunted her for her pale fur and red eyes. Called her the spawn of something unholy…. She hated it. She hated them. And often, she would find herself wandering from the clan.
As she got older, she would go on hunts alone, living for the thrill of being able to take her rage out on something that wasn’t her pathetic clan mates. One night she had gone particularly far. Out where a forest met the edge of the territory….
There was a cold breeze that rolled over her, and a thick white fog that filled the air over her eyes. It made it near impossible to see. The cold made her lungs feel tight in her chest as she stood practically frozen in place.
When she was able to finally open her eyes she was in another place, a cold forest, covered in frost. Before her stood two statues made of ice- their eyes staring unblinking forwards at her.
“Bone.”
A voice spoke, smooth as ice and just as cold. She looked around, eyes wide as they finally fell upon the goddess. Shrouded in a mist, With four large wings and several eyes. Staring down at her from the top of a hill.
“Come here child.”
The voice spoke again, as the lioness on the hill shifted, surrounded with animals that looked just like her. White as freshly fallen snow….. Bones' paws moved without thinking, leaving no footprints behind her as she came up to meet the goddess.
The Goddess had a Neutral Expression as she studied her. Looking over her white pelt and red eyes. The looks she had been told was a mark of a beast…. And here… in front of Bone, stood a real beast.
The voice spoke again,
*”You are one of mine. My curse is yours. Do not think of yourself as a monster without the heart of one. Prove that you are better than those Animals. Follow me.”*
Her wings spread and the wind picked up suddenly, snow swirling around Bone before she arrived back at the edge of her territory.
She had seen The Light.
And She had been glorious.
She went back home, empty handed from her ventures but with a newfound respect for her pelt white as snow. She did not care about her clan mates murmuring about her pelt, about how this was some curse she had been born with.
No.
It was a blessing, a sign of divinity.
And the rest of the pride would learn that in time.
She no longer responded to taunts with nothing more than an empty gaze, and telling them of the creature she had seen.
Her pride thought of her as crazy but she did not mind. She did not care. She was happy to bring herself to the edge of the woods, bringing silver and gold and leaving it there. Eventually she would put it all on a small stone. And occasionally she would see a large ground of white birds come to the pile and take it to a place she had only been that night.
Now when a cub In the pride was born with a pelt of snow, they would be celebrated by her, cared for and seen. They would be taught where to leave their precious things for The light to keep for them until the end of their days.
They were taught to look out for the white pelts of animals, her eyes and ears in the realm of the Below.
They were taught never to question if she cared.
Or if she didnt..
Link to lion:https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?mid=372196
Astraea: She is a Vesorian lion (that is what her species is called or was called
Vesorian lions have transperent starry like wings which they can hide if they want, very similar to earth like lions, just able to reproduce with any gender does not have to be male x female
shes; warm hearted, bright & extroverted
What do you want to be written?:
Astraea's backstory, so she's from outer-space, and her previous planet [Atania] had exploded from a meteorite, she was pushed from the explosion into a new planet aka earth, and wanders earth for a while before meeting a lioness named Cybele, Cybele had recently been banned from her pride because she did not live up to her family/prides standards, she was too kind and did not want to overtake the savannahs like her pride, Astraea and Cybele pair up after Astraea finds Cybele and comforts her, Cybele learns about Astraea past as does Astraea for cybele Astraea decides to accept life on this new planet and create her own pride, gathering lions as time passes by.
NOTE: Cybele and Astraea do not have or do any romantic, they have more of a sisterly friendship
other characters:
this is Cybele the first lioness Astraea met, Cybele helped find lionesses to join the pride
https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794158240309
Hello! Could I get a story for my king? Ive got some of the story already, but if you read it there is a part where he disappears, and if you could write something about what happens to him while he is gone, that would be great!
https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?mid=295422
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