|G6|10/15 RLC|
► Starting Stats at 2 years old: 798
► Reached 3 Years old at 4/22/24. Stats at 3 years old: 1096 (+298)
► New owner (me, hello!) Gifted to me at 5 years old on the 5/24/2024 (1174 stats)
►idk what to do with this man. I got attached so I dont want to sell him. I didnt realize his stats were good when I got him. I may king him but im not sure. If anyone wants to king him PM me and we can work something out.
A small brown hare, with eyes reminiscent of lions', swiftly darted through Malice's domain, deftly evading the looming paws of the big cats. It ventured into the section of the pride secluded from the others, those reserved for Malice's eventual judgment.
Perched on its hind legs, the hare's tiny nose twitched as it surveyed the forlorn cubs, yet its focus shifted to a particularly despondent sub male nestled in a corner. Ignoring the cubs, the hare bounded over, emitting soft squeaks in an attempt to capture his attention. But the male merely huffed and turned away. Irritated, the hare leaped onto his head, sifting through his mane until it found his ear. Drawing close, it whispered,
"ᚤᛟᚢᚱ ᛞᛖᛋᛏᛁᚾᚤ ᚱᛖᛗᚨᛁᚾᛋ ᚢᚾᛋᛖᚨᛚᛖᛞ. ᚠᛟᛚᛚᛟᚹ ᛗᛖ ᛏᛟ ᚹᚺᛖᚱᛖ ᚤᛟᚢᚱ ᛈᚢᚱᛈᛟᛋᛖ ᚨᚹᚨᛁᛏᛋ. ᚤᛟᚢ, ᛗᚤ ᛋᛟᚾ, ᚨᚱᛖ ᛞᛖᛋᛏᛁᚾᛖᛞ ᚠᛟᚱ ᚷᚱᚨᚾᛞᛖᚱ ᛈᚢᚱᛋᚢᛁᛏᛋ."
(Translation)
Your destiny remains unsealed. Follow me to where your purpose awaits. You, my son, are destined for grander pursuits.
The hare gently pressed its paw against the sub male's forehead, and suddenly, both of their eyes gleamed with a brilliant white light as a vision unfolded before him. He saw himself transformed—Catapult renamed to Sunset Lemonade, fulfilling a vital role as a guardian, entrusted with protecting the apothecaries and eventually becoming the mentor to all guardians. Surrounded by love, he would be called upon to aid the apothecaries and safeguard them on their ventures beyond the pride's borders.
In his vision, he witnessed the sacred ceremony where the pride's sigil was emblazoned upon his shoulder, marking him as one of them. He envisioned falling deeply in love and raising cubs with a pride female, her image blurred yet promising happiness. His fur would gleam with health, thanks to the remedies from the apothecaries, and both his physical and mental wounds would begin to mend.
But then, the vision shifted, revealing a darkness lurking within him. The threat of Demise, it was a malevolent force, born from his time within the pride. A demonic presence threatened to consume him, plunging him into madness. He would find himself fleeing, pursued by his own inner darkness, the passage of days becoming years, and years melting into a lifetime. Eventually, there would be nothing left to salvage, nothing of him remaining.
That grim fate awaited him if he failed to seek the aid of the apothecaries, if he chose to remain within the pride.
The visions faded, and the hare hopped down in front of his face, its dark eyes locking onto his. It waited for his decision, both of them acutely aware that time was running out.
The sub male, with determination now shining in his eyes, gave a resolute nod. The hare's eyes glimmered with approval as it swiftly turned and led the way. He quietly rose to his paws, glancing back one last time before following the hare into the night.
They moved silently through the pride’s territory, careful not to attract any attention. The cold air grew sharper as they ventured farther, the landscape gradually transforming into a snowy forest. The moonlight glistened on the frost-covered branches, creating an ethereal glow.
Once they were deep within the snowy woods, the hare stopped and turned to face him. Before his eyes, the small creature began to change, growing larger and more powerful. Its fur darkened and thickened until, standing before him, was a regal brown lioness. Her eyes, still holding that familiar, penetrating gaze, met his with a knowing look.
"Welcome to your new beginning," she said softly. "Follow me, and we will find the rest of the apothecaries. Your destiny awaits."
