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Stars twinkled in the night sky above.
Bastet let out a contented sigh, smiling as she leaned against the warm fur of the large lion next to her. Her king, Solas, who she looked up to as a father, looked tenderly at her and smiled back.
“Beautiful sky tonight,” he rumbled, his voice creaking slightly with age.
“Is it too cold? Should we get you back to the caves?” Bastet asked worriedly. “Your sickness—“
“No, no… it’s fine,” Solas purred. “The moon goddess watches over us all. I’m much better off breathing the same fresh night air she breathes.”
“Right.”
“I named you after the goddess, Bastet,” the king rumbled. “Do you know why?”
“Of course, Solas,” Bastet said with a small laugh. “But you should tell it. You’re much better at it than me.” She’d heard him tell her this a thousand times, but she’d never get tired of it. She knew it was his favorite story to tell her.
“Alright then, my little moonbeam,” he said quietly, his voice growing low and melodic, losing the croak of old age as he began to tell the story. “When your mother brought you to me, she was afraid I might be angry. That I would hate her for having a cub with a leopard.” He chuckled. “And perhaps I might have. I was young then, full of myself, and I didn’t have my head screwed on tightly enough. But when I saw you… I couldn’t be angry. It was like the goddess herself had put herself into your soul, stars sparkling in your eyes and music flowing through your voice. And as you reached up to the sky with your beautiful little paws, I loved you. And I named you the only name you could deserve. The only name fitting of a goddess like yourself.”
A cool silence filled the air, and Solas waited for a moment before he finally spoke. “I named you Bastet.”
Bastet smiled, purring as she rested her head on his shoulder.
Suddenly, he coughed, his body shaking as he did. Alarmed, Bastet stroked him gently until his coughing stopped.
“Maybe we should go inside? I think that was enough fresh air for one day,” Bastet said gently.
Solas smiled, something twinkling in his eyes.
“You really are a gift from heaven.”
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You wonder among the lions, when beautiful golden crisp fur catches your eye. The lioness you are looking at seems excruciatingly skinny.. Has she been fed enough? The Pon yawns in exhaustion, before mumbling unintelligible words to you, you made up " Him " , but that was all. You hear steps in the distance and she immediately perks up anxiously. Odd. Something seems to be... going on.
"Love me more, Love me more.
Drown it out, Drown me out. "
⸼ ͙ࣳ 🪐 ◌ 𓈒 ׄ🦪 ׅ𖥔 𓈒 ⸼ ͙ࣳ
ცąʂɬɛɬ's reserved heats :
1st heat - RESERVED [Split | #400042 ]
2nd heat - RESERVED [Split | #249436]
3rd heat - RESERVED [Full | Barked | #277793]
4th heat - RESERVED|MOVEABLE [Split | Barked |#255865]
5th heat - RESERVED|MOVEABLE [Split | Barked |#213862]
used:
6x rmas
gained:
4x tier 0's
1x tier 1
1x tier 6
You ask ცąʂɬɛɬ if she wants to join in the play tussling, but she politely shakes her head no, for she is quite content just watching.
You were surprised to find ცąʂɬɛɬ sopping wet when you went to say hello. She had apparently heard leopards were decent at fishing, and she wanted to try it out.
You rolled your eyes once again as ცąʂɬɛɬ asked you about going to the forest. No, they can not become one with the leopards.
You greet ცąʂɬɛɬ eagerly, and she nuzzles you demurely in return. She doesn't want to take away from your valuable time, but you assure her that her feelings are important too!
You were surprised to find ცąʂɬɛɬ sopping wet when you went to say hello. She had apparently heard leopards were decent at fishing, and she wanted to try it out.
1st heat - No pons, 1x mottled rosette
2nd heat - No pons, passed base and rosette onto one cub
3rd heat - PON! And rosette but chased them
4th heat - No pons, 2x rosettes but both chased
5th heat - No pons, not even a rosette :'D
6th heat - PON!! Got base AND rosette as well, Another base and rosette and then the third cub had rosette
7th heat - All duds :'D
8th heat - PON! And a rosette that got chased :))
9th heat - No pons, 1 rosette and 1 random bobbie
10th heat - No pons, passed the rosette passed onto all 4 cubs tho
I gave up on tracking her heats lmao but she hasn't given a pon since last feb in 2023 and she has done about 3-4 heats since. Passed her base about 3 times though lmao
(An unhealthy obsession with Solas, became a recluse when the next king was made)
You wonder among the lions, when beautiful golden crisp fur catches your eye. The lioness you are looking at seems excruciatingly skinny.. Has she been fed enough? The Pon yawns in exhaustion, before mumbling unintelligible words to you, you made up " Him " , but that was all. You hear steps in the distance and she immediately perks up anxiously. Odd. Something seems to be... going on.
As you wander through the bustling variety of lions, waiting for the days dutys to be announced, golden fur splattered in white and black catches your eye. As this lioness walked past you, you could see sharp ribs pushing at her fur, muttering unintelligible words as she stared dully at the ground. You hear a low growl from the high stones and Solas steps forwards, watching the pride with a gleam in his eyes. "Baset, to my den please!"
WIP MASSIVE WIP
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