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Passed away on 2018-12-04 02:05:46
"First you come to our land, then you waste our precious resources! Now you want to talk to me?! I spent ages hunting those carcasses down!" she spat with annoyance. However, just after briefly mentioning Princess Marshmallow Tart, you were abruptly cut off by the lioness. "Well, if Mama asked you to come, then I shall tell you my story with pleasure..." she purred, as if she was another lioness altogether. "I am Princess Cream Tart, born to the great and mighty Princess Marshmallow Tart, here in the Descendenta Pride." she announced proudly, her tail flicking with excitement as she flung a dik dik at your forepaws, motioning for you to eat up. With a slight bit of hesitation, you take a small bite, swallowing it down as you continue to listen to her stories.
"Why Mama is so great you ask?... How dare you ask such an obvious question?!" she snapped, taking a big chunk out of the wildebeest, glaring daggers at you. "I started looking up to her after this..." she smiled, tugging the striped hyena pelt on her back off. Placing an assertive paw on the pelt, she began again. "There was once where I wandered off from the nursery-no I'm sure every cub is as curious as I once was. I was helpless in the great savanna, just an easy morsel for the predators that stalked the land. And that's what I nearly became. It lunged out of the grasses, those sharp fangs bared and ready to strike, growling menacingly. Before I could blink, the attacker was dead on the floor, Mama standing over me. She's my hero..."
She put on the pelt with pride once again, puffing her chest out. "And, that's why Mama is so great. You better remember that. Now run along, don't disturb me any further. I wouldn't want to be rude to Mama's friends would I?..." Before you could mutter another word, she had disappeared behind the food piles, blending in her natural environment.
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As you walk by, Princess Cream Tart refuses to look at you! She must be angry about something you did before.. x2
Princess Cream Tart shoots you a pointed stare as you near, snorting at you disapprovingly for some reason or another. x3
Princess Cream Tart comments on your lack of skill in sparring with other lions as you approach. Sheesh. x2
You want to tell a pride mate that they need to correct their behavior, but you couldn't find the words and you felt bad. So, you approach Princess Cream Tart and ask her to do it for you. She laughs at your ineptitude, but agrees. You can trust her to say what needs to be said.
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