Little Demonica was found by Stella. She was a small weak cub with fur as black as night. Stella brought her immediately to Elio, who could see potential in the small thing "What a beautiful cub you have there Stella... hmm she seems weak..." he said a little disappointed at the end.
"Do you think she will be alright? Can we do anything?" Stella asked her mate as she groomed the cub, trying to keep her warm.
Elio took Demonica from Stella and straight to his cave, Stella following close behind
"Amun gave me something very special, it's called Apollyon's grace... I do not care for Apollyon but his power is great." Elio said aloud as he rummaged through his many trinkets, before finally finding an odd looking piece of glass with a bright flame flickering inside it.
"This should make her stronger, but will turn her into a little Demon... she'll have the power to burn anything in her path!" he said as he set it down in front of little Demonica. Demonica opened her eyes as the orb was placed before her. The warmth she felt from it drew her closer, and she desired to touch it.
Elio smiled, seeing that the young one was drawn to the flame… She was perfect for this, he could just tell!
Elio nudged the orb into the cub's paws, her red eyes reflecting the fires light. Stella watched as Elio took a single whisper and put it into the orb, releasing the flames onto the cub.
Demonica's body erupted with flames. It hurt for just a second but soon the flames revealed she had grown a rugged mane, and flames were emitting from her paws and eyes. she felt powerful!
"T-this is amazing!! what else can I do with this Elio?" she asked with a wicked smile. he just chuckled at her statement
"I will show you everything you need to know, Demonica. so don't worry, you'll be able to do whatever you want..." he promised, as he gave Demonica her signature name.
The day of the war between angels and demons, and the fear of Rabies spreading to her pridemates, was the day Demonica gained her horns... Demonica was keeping the hunting party safe from rabies and lower angels. That's when a demon emerged from her shadow.
"Child, you are not a Demon without horns..." it cackled before forcefully grabbing Demonica's head. She roared in pain, as it dug it's claws into her skull. The other lionesses in the party didn't know what to do, they all were not strong enough to take on a demon! Demiue, being the wimp she was, ran away leaving Demonica alone with the frightened lionesses.
"OOoooh stop freaking out... you'll be fine..." the demon cackled as he dug deeper, making her roar louder as the pain grew. Demonica tried to claw this fiend off her, even use her flames, but nothing seemed to work!! This thing can touch her but she couldn't touch it!
Suddenly a loud roar came from behind Demonica making the demon vanish, it was Elio with Demiue by his side... She was a coward, but she wasn't stupid.
Demonica fell to the ground, exhausted.. She tried to pick up her head, to look at Elio, but her head felt far too heavy to lift. The hunt was cut short as Elio demanded everyone back home, and carried Demonica on his back.
Demonica had gained horns in the craziness from the blood the Demon spilled… and had become a true Demon.
It took some time getting used to the horns, and Everyone's concerned stares… They all knew Demonica was special, but with these new fiendish horns made everything different. She wasn't just this lioness that can control fire anymore, but a Demon lion and the sole reason they had to fight both sides...
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After so much time Demonica had begun to learn more about herself and everyone around her. This began to mellow out her anger and harsh flames. They were right, wisdom comes with time, and she had infinite time. But the death
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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 Demonica 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.
Demonica shoots you a pointed stare as you near, snorting at you disapprovingly for some reason or another.
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