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Accidentally made two girls with the same design... Welp, guess they're twins now XD I will figure out something to do with this girl, maybe change eyes or something, but I'm keeping her for story purpose.
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Sister of Queen Anzora
Mother of
Personality
Warm. Welcoming. Naive.
Role in Pride
Asara is a healer. She spends most of her days gathering herbs and other medicinal ingredients for her fellow healers, and then spends the rest of her time with Ashildr.
Relationships
Close to her sister, but sometimes frustrated that most lions confuse them.
Asara is very close to Ashildr, who more or less adopted her and her sister after their mother left them with the pride. She looks up to the goddess-reborn, but she doesn't treat her like most in the pride do. She sees her as a friend and mother-figure, not some divine vessel.
Asara is on good terms with Arjero, likely because he seems to be the only one who can tell her and her sister apart. She trained with his adoptive brother, Echo Storm, who later became king of the Dark Marsh, as healers and through her relationship with the "brothers" she began to come out of her shell. Arjero considers her a valued adviser, many days coming to her before bothering with the court.
Den
She dens with Ashildr, or close by. They both stay further away from the pride most nights and move around the territory.
Bio
"Lady Ashildr, I offer to you my daughters for the life of service in your name," the dark colored lioness spoke, bowing her head. At her sides sat two, barely adolescent lionesses. They were entirely identical to each other, although their noses were slightly different colors.
"Why would you come here and offer such a thing? I don't have need for servants, and my grand niece serves as priestess for these lands," Ashildr, the largely built, but stunningly beautiful lioness questioned. Her eyes shined with what many who knew her called "light from the heavens", but there was pity as well as confusion in those verdant eyes.
"The truth is, my lady, I have where else to go," the lioness replied. "I am betrothed to a cruel king, one who's pride was long ago allies to these lands. Times have changed, and so has he. I already had my daughters when we were betrothed, and they were so little then. He told my parents that he would adopt them as his, but just before I made this journey, I overheard one of his subordinates speaking with him. He told them to kill my daughters, or to make them otherwise disappear, once I was his queen. I could not let that happen, so I ran with them here. I will forever be chased by him, and that is not a life want for my daughters. I know who you are, and I know you will answer my prayers. I want my daughters to be safe, and your pride is free from the troubles of my homeland. So please, give my daughters a place among this pride."
"Why not stay with them?"
"I would, but the price is on my head, not theirs," the lioness stated. "If I stay, I put your pride at risk. I put my daughters at risk. If I go, I only risk my own life. My betrothed only cares that I now have insulted him."
"Very well, but at least stay for a few days," Ashildr told her. "I refuse to let you go without tending to your needs. As for your daughters, I will keep them safe within my pride."
The dark lioness only remained long enough for a meal and for her daughters to be asleep. She slipped out before Ashildr or her daughters could ever say goodbye. Asara and her sister were now abandoned.
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