Bones

04/04/22 - The day Bones arrived to the pride. She was 8 months old.

04/05/22- You stepped among the rocks, taking note of the moving within the pile of bones. Was this the ghost of your kill coming to haunt you!? OH N- Oh. It's just Bones, she had decided to nap among the.. er... bones.
Training: Bones snuck up on a sparrow and proudly gave a tiny roar.

04/06/22- You stepped out to check on the bone ridden dumping ground to check on your little pale pelted friend. Much like before she was sleeping amongst them, looking like a pile herself. But, when she felt your incoming paws, she would lift her head to greet you. You asked her where her larger sister had gone and she looked elsewhere, towards the lioness who sat at the water, gazing at her reflection. She looked relaxed, now that the lioness was gone.

04/07/22- You stepped out of your den, ready to check on your pride, when you spotted a pile of bones and white fur sitting at your den's mouth. Before you could jump back and relax, the skull lifted to reveal the face of Bones. She had come to greet you herself, carrying a bundle of flowers in her mouth with a timid shift of her paws. "Here.." She whispered, muffled by the plants as she had set them down at your paws. "They're.. For you.." She said, gazing up towards you. You smile and thank her, watching her scamper off... You've come to realize that was the first time you heard her speak.
Training: Bones was afraid of heights, but you told her that you'd catch her if she fell. Suddenly full of confidence, she went right up that tree!

04/08/22- There was a hustle that woke you from your sleep, moving out of your den to observe the commotion. It was bones, watching Beast train Azirafel for his future role of being the leader of the pride. She was entranced in their quick, spry movements, her attention being drawn to you when you took a seat beside her. She sat taller, allowing the wind to brush her pale white coat in a moment of strength and confidence as she spoke, "Do you think I'll be as strong as them?". A question? You nod and say of course, she was already working so hard to best the other lionesses. You were already so proud of her. "... Father says that he can sense the ancient spirit within me. Brother agrees with him." Father? Oh, she must be talking about Beast. The hulking prehistoric lion had been spending his time around the heir and the pale child, hadn't he. He feared for the future, when the time came for Bones to find a suitor for herself. He feared not for Bones but for whatever poor lion would try to gain her affection, Beast would surely have some kind of say in the matter.

04/09/22 - You stepped out to greet the morning air, the rain on your face refreshing your features. Your attention was soon grabbed by the collection of bones at your den's mouth, the collection that would look up with pink eyes. "Good morning.. A lovely day for rain, isn't it." She spoke up, Bones. It was Bones, as content with the dark as she was with being avoided. It was always nice to see her.

04/10/22 - When you approach Bones, she would look up to greet you. Despite her usually distant demeanor, she seemed.. Distracted. You attempted to ask her what was bothering the poor girl, but she would only look up, then away. Perhaps you should just leave her to her thoughts today.

04/11/22 - You visit the den where you know the small lioness would prefer to rest, yet you could not find her there. Where had she gone?

04/12/22 - You find the little lioness sitting proudly within her den, staring out at the old tree and watering hole. You ask her if she's thirsty and she would shake her head, keeping her proud stance while she merely hummed. "I have a friend." She said happily. You ask her who, perhaps one of the other adolescents. "Ghost Face." She would reply, catching your eye. Who?

04/18/22 - You haven't been able to visit the scarred, pale lioness for a while. But when you had, she looked more mellow. Perhaps it was her incoming age starting to settle her rambunctious mind, maybe that "Ghost Face" she mentioned had come to speak to her. You still persist in meeting the lion, to which she would look to you and smile with a shake of the head. "You shouldn't, he doesn't live here." She said, trusting you with the knowledge that this "Ghost Face" fellow was, in fact, from a different pride all together.

04/19/22 - You approach the small cluster of bones that bones had settled herself at, once again finding it vacant yet filled with an assortment of small gifts and trinkets. You find her approaching, mouth filled by beautiful magenta and nude flowers, akin to that of her eyes. You ask her where those had come from, having found a few yourself out on your travels. Without skipping a beat or taking a breath between dropping the flowers and looking up would she purr and say, "He gave them to me." He? Oh, yes. Her friend, Ghost Face.

04/20/22 - You had gone looking for the cluster of bones that you had grown to treat as your daughter, or maybe sibling? She sure had many of Beast's traits, however, and you enjoyed such a thing. When you went to look at her, you noticed there was no small cluster of bones. In fact, there was a gorgeous yet pale lioness striding about with a small cub of a similar color palette, curling her tail around the cub as she purred all sorts of secrets and stories to the small thing. She was an adult now- and had a cub?

04/23/22 -

04/27/22 -

05/01/22 - You noticed some pinkness on the top of Bones's ears and nose. Sunburnt again?