Please return at 12 years old to #192961
Check out this post for more information on the traveling lion clan, Traveler’s Guide to Lioden!
Goal:
Gather stats, and bloody/death decor. Anything bones, blood, scars, etc may be added, even if it looks wonky! Also it would be cool to see if she gains any markings through her travels.
A birth occurred that night, when the moon was absent. A screaming, screeching cub came out of the mother, who licked her clean. A strange feeling came from this cub, one that they tried to ignore. This cub aged quicker then her litter mates, and... One night, was found holding the head of one. Immediately the mother struck the adolescent, who found back and was nearly killed before the queen stopped her. "She doesn't deserve such an easy death." They spoke, the feeling of pure rage, and pure evil radiating from this rapidly aging individual... This wasn't a lion, this was a demon.
Quickly the queen, Queen Lesvía chased her from her name, giving her the name "Hollow", as "It's fitting as that's how your heart is, hollow, empty, filled to the brim with evil." With a wound that was infected, Hollow now limps through the land, anger and bloodlust in her eyes. She'd need to come up with a miracle to be accepted into any pride...
I'm so sorry that you're allowing Hollow to stay with you. They were thrust from their home due to an uncontrollable bloodlust, and is now in your hands. Will she cause harm and death among your pride... Or will you be able to tame her? For now, we must wait and see.
Markings
Base - Unholy (DO NOT CHANGE WITHOUT PERMISSION)
Mane - Ador - Thick
Eyes - Ice
- slot 1: shard hyena blots heavy 55%
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Personality
(Feel free to change as you write her story!)
Hollow is a bloodthirsty, manipulative disgusting lion. They don't care what blood is spilled, as long as it's fresh. It could be a cubs, it could be prey, it could be yours... and it must result in death. She might be tamed... But at what cost?
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Rules
1. Do NOT chase/send to nature reserve/kill. You will be BLOCKED. If you do not want her to visit, please send her back to her original pride (#192961) or send her to someone else
2. Feel free to add any decor, markings, etc. and list them in the appropriate section with your ID and also note if you would like it returned back to you. If you do not say you want it returned when she comes back at 12 Years Old, then it will not be. Anything that cannot be returned (IE it’s on its last use, or it’s a marking), won’t be.
3. If you want a decor, please swap it for something of equal value or send the SB/GB amount to #YOUR ID HERE that is at least half of its worth. If it is a decor that is someone else’s, please give them the same respect
4. Do not keep for more than 5 RO’s!
5. For the love of god, make sure the person you are sending her to is open for her! I will be BEYOND pissed if she is chased off by someone that didn’t want her and didn’t have the respect to return her or send her on to someone that did want her.
6. If you breed her and do not want any of the cub(s), feel free to send them to #192961! If there is more than one cub in the litter, she would also love to have one if you are open to that
7. Do NOT remove the bio, change her name, or unsecure. Unsecuring could lead to an accidental loss of her. If she comes up as ‘This lion does not exist!’, the last known person to have her will be blocked
8. If you are removing/changing any marks, please don’t change the ones that have Keep bolded next to it
9. Please send her on at least 1 hunt while in your care (Unless Pregnant/Too Young) and add a story (And a decor if possible)! My main goal here is to see how many stats she can collect before she comes back, and how many stories/decor.
By adding decor and to her bio, and expecting any decor you note to come back to you, you understand there is a risk that it will not be returned.
10. (OPTIONAL, BUT HIGHLY PREFERRED) If you do not use at least 5 of her hunts everyday (if possible), you must chase/kill 1 lion of your pride in return. She must get her bloodlust out... one way or another. Another option is to "tame" her. This rule can be removed, but only if you use all 10 of her hunts for 5+ days in a row with no mistakes. If you manage this, I'll send you a little something extra! 2gb! Message me on discord (Rome XI#3737) with proof if you do it to collect the reward! <3
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Starting Pride
Queen Lesvía
Traveled Prides
Next pride here
Pride Serendipity
King Gothic Eclipse of Frosted Embers
The Acropolis
Next pride here
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Decors
Code: WB = Wanted Back | F2T = Free to Trade | NR or no ID/code = No return
Starting Decors
Tigers Eye (MUST STAY ON HOLLOW (Unless given permission)
Infected Wound (NR)
Expression: Anger (NR)
DECOR (#144100)
Dirty bandages front (f2t)
Human remains (f2t)
Event scar emaciated: nr
Embedded chain: (f2t)
Creepy teeth (f2t)
Muddy Sable antelope (f2t)
Background: carcass (f2t)
Background: Elephant Graveyard (f2t) #254446
DECOR (#154578)
Dirty Bandages [Rear]
Scorpion Earrings [Black]
DECOR (#166009)
"Caracal" rib ornaments
DECOR (#348115)
Dead Lioness (nr)
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Travel Journal
Queen Lesvía #192961 (Starting Pride)
Limping along, Hollow is alone. Her wound is deeply infected, and only getting worse as she limps through the savannah in the scorching heat. She craves blood, despite her injuries, she still wants- no, NEEDS blood to cover these damned lands. She growls, but collapses down, exhausted, unable to go any further, before she hears footsteps approach, looking up at the lion before her weakly... Who is it, and what are they going to do to her?
#144100
The creepy immortal lioness by the name Nemesis found the young lioness and brought her to the pride. Albeit, uncomfortable, they accepted her like any other traveler. After hearing of the blood lust, they immediately started taking her out on hunts. One of which caused her to get hurt. They knew she fancied death so they let her join as many hunts as she wanted.
Atlas #294055
SNIPPET OF WHAT THE TRAVELER DID WHILE IN YOUR PRIDE HERE
Glisten30 #264240
Hollow was spotted in the dark lands of the pride of the shadows. Brutally murdering a young dik dik. The lionesses tried to calmly bring the young lion into the prides travelers den. Instead, the young bloodthirsty lioness lashed out almost killing one of the lionesses. They force the young lioness and brought her into the travelers den, then chaining her up. soon this young lioness managed to break the chains escaping. Leaving a young cub dead in its path. It was clear this young adolescent was not normal instead what is a dangerous monster that needed to be kept away. Would ever let a thing roam the lands?! (F2T for the chains!)
Trashy #254446 Pride of The Rise
Travelling through the jungle was no problem for Hollow. Any lion, poacher or demon that dared cross her way was ruthlessly torn apart. Finally, she has passed through the ring of trees that surrounded WhisperStorms pride.
She headed towards the mountain that towered these lands, hoping to find the spiritual pride leader. Some sanity lingered in Hollows mind. Maybe there was a way to cleanse her.
The pride avoided her as long as they could, up until she reached the first cave entrances. Everyone already knew the rumors.
Before Hollow could enter the cave system, WhisperStorm approached her, eyeing her suspiciously. He already knew, the spirits had told him. "Seek out the graveyard.", he instructed. "Looking at the fallen will maybe spark some regret in your soul. Honor them."
As Hollow nodded and trotted away she couldn't help to feel strange about this encounter. Wasn't the graveyard at the very border of this territory, the way he described it?
The mountain lions sighed in relief when she disappeared.
( Upgrading Carcass Background to Elephant Graveyard )
Pride Serendipity
It was strange for the eccentric pride to encounter a lion that genuinely surprised them. But with Hollow, that was the case.
She was found by Warren on patrol, taking down some prey on their territory. As the heir approached, he could tell something was off. Hollow looked hardly older than some of their youngest adolescents, and yet their stare made his blood run cold. He had decided to send off his rabbits before they, too, were killed.
An odd conversation went on between the two, and later the leader of traveller affairs in their pride. The kill seemed to satisfy her need for gore for a moment, and she was offered some fresh bandages (which were quickly dirtied) and a piece of jewelry to signify their alliance.
Hollow was not offered a place to stay in camp. But she was, in fact, allowed to hunt with the other lionesses until she left.
Vampire #56355 / pride: Frosted Embers
Hollow found herself drifting towards a shadowy region on the edge of the savannah. Here the land shifted slightly, favoring the growth of old trees that loomed overhead, scarcely allowing the light to touch the ground in some areas. It had been a few days since Hollow had left her previous host and the bloodlust that bubbled within her grew stronger by the minute. She needed an outlet, and at the first sign of movement in front of her, she went for it. She hadn't taken care to consider whom her prey might be, her natural darkness had taken over and she silenced the life of another traveler and her young cub, relishing the feeling of blood in her claws. The kill had taken place on the edge of Frosted Ember territory, gaining the attention of a passing patrol. The leopon who was leading the patrol approached Hollow while the two lionesses with her remained a pace or two behind. The leopon addressed Hollow firmly, questioning what had happened. Hollow cast a glare and a hiss in return, indicating that she would have no problem slicing this leopon's throat as well. Hollow was surprised when the leopon showed little reaction, simply dismissing the two females behind her who subsequently disappeared into the undergrowth beyond.
For a long moment, Hollow and the leopon stood face to face, eyes locked intensely on one another. Then, suddenly, the two lionesses reappeared behind the leopon, behind them came a muscular male with a black and white coat and a small dwarf lion with bold black eyes.
Hollow smirked inwardly, these cowards had gone to fetch their king, she must have terrified them to their core. But a second surprise was in store for Hollow as the males introduced themselves. Gothic Eclipse, their king, and Crypt Keeper, the traveler manager. There was not a trace of fear radiating from either of these males, instead Hollow felt something oddly familiar about their presence. The leopon and her patrol departed from the group, leaving Hollow alone with the two males. They spoke to her calmly, curiously inquiring about where she came from. Hollow had been hesitant to share, her fur bristling slightly at the fact that they appeared to be trying to get to know her, but when she met Goth's gaze, something empowered her to speak.
Hollow had revealed as little as possible at first, but as the days past and she spent time with Goth and Crypt she found herself more open with them. It was like nothing she said shocked them, no story, no matter how gruesome, had elicited a fear response from them. It wasn't until her third day with the pride, when she had felt the bloodlust boiling inside her once more, that she had discovered their secret. She had been alone with Goth when the feeling over took her, she needed to kill and he was the only one present. She had lunged for him, digging her claws into his side only to recoil immediatly as she recognized what she felt there. Darkness. Goth had merely smirked at her as she stood , facing him, eyes wide. "Surely you didn't think you were the only one." He mused.
Hollow had somehow managed to find herself staying amongst a pride led by demons. And for the first time she experienced what it felt like to fit in. Goth and Crypt were much older than Hollow and they worked with her, attempting to show her how to control herself, and sharing the benefits it could offer. They also allowed her to experience her inner darkness in raw form, she and Goth would go out under the cover of darkness and leave behind a bloodbath. Sometimes their target was prey, other times, they went after lions. There was a hard line, that no harm could be done to any Frosted Ember lions, a rule which Hollow managed to respect while she was there. She even managed to enjoy her time getting to know these lions and hunting with them during the day. For the first time, Hollow saw what it could be like to really belong to a pride.
Eventually, it came time for her to move on, there were more adventures waiting on the horizon for this young lioness. Her time with Frosted Embers had shown her that she was not incapable of belonging to something bigger than herself, but had they honed the darkness inside her as well?
King Viper - 316469
King Viper had his Celebration of being crowned a day before Hollow was found. As Viper was now king. He decided to explore his territory. So he went through the jungle, Past the Desert and into the land of the HellHounds. King Viper was quite put off by all of the bones and blood surrounding him when he heard a Crunch . And a Snap. Who could possibly be on his territory now?Edging closer tithe noise he Noticed a Lioness. Half dead half Alive. Viper walked over to the lioness. “And who are you to walk on my lands?”
“Me? I live here.”She replied with a growl on her face
“Talk like that and you will be banished.” He hung his head over the lioness, almost intimidating her.
“Kill me then. I don’t have anything to live for anyways.” The lioness spoke as she turned her neck towards King Viper.
“How about you tell me who you are? “
“My name is Hollow. I am a traveller.Not by choice.” She replied snarling
*I can’t just leave her here, She’ll get herself killed. Not that I’m being nice*
“How about you come with me back to my pride and see if they can teach you some manners.” Hollow nodded her head and they headed back to King Vipers pride. “Baphomet.” A HellHound looking lion emerged from the cave.
“I am Baphomet. I was chased from hell by Hellhounds. Not that you care.”The lioness tilted her head as she watched Hollow.Baphomet and Hollow pottered over to a cave full of lions.
Scirocco (#166009)
After her stay in King Viper’s pride, Hollow was seething with rage. Forcibly placating herself in exchange for shelter in Baphomet’s lair had left her hungry; vicious; a bitter taste rising deep within her throat, curdling on her tongue. Hollow needed blood.
After she had passed out of Viper’s lands, the terrain around her grew more vibrant. The sparse grasslands shifted into mangroves, the interplay of sunlight and tropical flowers a brilliant mosaic above her. It was lush, and colourful, and vividly alive... and the sight of it filled her with rot.
As she padded through the lush forest, Hollow noticed a sound in the distant foliage: a strangely familiar sound, that flooded her with a strange concoction of confusion, nostalgia and fury. Reflexively, Hollow dropped into a hunter’s crouch. Silently, she moved through the foliage, drawing closer to the sound…
The land before her dropped suddenly, revealing a little dugout nest swathed with moss and leaves. Inside was a stormy grey lioness, her body crescented around three squirming forms. She was singing softly - some lullaby about seashells and driftwood - and nuzzled each one gently. Hollow watched, fascinated, as the cubs’ little heads began to loll, and their bodies grew still.
When the cubs were asleep, the mother lioness disentangled herself. She stretched luxuriantly in the sunset, pausing to scrape a palm leaf over the den’s entrance, and then padded into the trees. Hollow recognised the tuck of her belly and the weary hang of her head; she was hungry.
When the lioness had vanished into the undergrowth, Hollow dropped from her perch into the dugout den. She swiped away the palm trees and crouched down to study the cubs.
They were perfect; three tiny tails and half-formed limbs, their pelts still soft and downy. The scent of milk hung over their fur. It was slicked back, as if the mother lioness had been washing them. Staring down at their well-groomed fur, Hollow suddenly realised what had perplexed her: the mother’s lullaby. The mother’s love. These cubs were adored and cared for. She thought of her own mother, and the fear and hatred that burned in her eyes as she cast her away. And staring down at these little cubs, Hollow felt her belly twist with fury.
Her claws unsheathed of their own accord. She moved swiftly, without remorse, and was rewarded with the thick stench and coppery taste of blood. It was a soundless kill; almost too easy.
A few minutes later, a group of huntresses would spy a strange figure padding out of the mangrove swamps. Her jowls and chest were slick with blood, and she wore a strange rattling necklace across her back: the only remnants of the little cubs. Later that night, the mother lioness would return to her den; and the summer night’s silence would be shattered by a heartbroken wail.
Havarti Sadaf 🧀🐀 (#348115)
It was the first day that Baklava became the host of this pride's Visitor Center. He patrolled around the territory in search of Travelling Lionesses. He spots an adolescent looking lion out in the distance. "Hello Traveller!" He yells out. Hollow looks at him and smirks thinking, "Ha! Easy kill." She approaches him acting frantically saying, "I need your help! I lost my mom while out hunting can you help me?" Baklava gets a good look at her, he sees she must not be older than an adolescent but a feeling of someone much older than she appears and something much more evil. Baklava says smiling, "Oh actually I found your mother! She's in my cave up the hill." Hollow is shocked by the response and follows Baklava up the hill. When they both make it up there she is ambushed by the hunt chief of the pride A'Tivik. Hollow caught by surprise was pinned down by this massive lion. A'Tivik growls saying, "You stink of blood, what brings you here?" Hollow growls back saying, "I am just a traveler nothing more!" A'Tivik let's go of her grasp on Hollow. A'Tivik warns her, "If you lay a paw on my pride, I'll slice you in two." Hollow is left alone with Baklava. Baklava looks at her saying, "She's the new Hunt Chief of this pride she's much more protective of us than our old one." Hollow smirks saying, "What happened to the old one then?" Baklava smiles, "She's here still here, just very old. She's stays with all the other elders here." Hollow thinks of the perfect plan to feed her hunger to kill. Before her time is done here she'll kill the old hunt chief. Hollow joins the hunts with the other lionesses bringing in kill after kill. By the end of her stay she puts her plan into action. In the dead of night she approaches the den where the lioness lays asleep. Wearing a crown of skulls, her huge teeth and intimidating appearance was ruined by the wrinkles that laid on her face. Hollow thought, "What a way to go, killed by someone two times smaller than you." As she prepares herself to strike she is toppled over by A'Tivik. Frola the old hunt chief and another elder were awoken by the noise and see the two fighting. Frola and the elder helped in the fight. During the battle the other elder was killed in the combat. Frola and A'tivik successfully chased the evil Hollow. Hollow continued onward with the flesh still in her teeth from the life she stole.
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Traveler, not by choice."
Traveler, not by choice."
