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1601 stat at birth
Son of The Chad
Training finished 1 yr 5 months
Kinged at 2 yrs 6 months 1704 stats (caused him to roll up to 3 years)
Dreamboat @ 3yr 7 mo
4yrs 1864 stats
5yrs 2032 stats
6yrs 2164 stats (ugh)
7yrs 2301 stats
8yrs 2463 stats
9yrs 2513 stats
Primordial Spring - Fell Back 2 years
8 years 2782 stats
9 years 2961 stats
"Apparently the “power of darkness and shadow” granted Ares his success in stalking today. Well, if it motivates him, then whatever works! +3% training experience!"
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Notes to Self:
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Changed personality to Stoic from Loner
Applied Slot 1: Rhino Feline (100%) Tier 3
Applied Slot 2: Guardian Crackle (100%) Tier 3
Applied Slot 6: Atlas Hyena Blots Scarce (100%)
Applied Slot 9: Blue Poinsettia Proteles Heavy
Applied Slot 11: Lycaon Heavy Inverted Gold (90%)
Applied Slot 12: Red Inverted Zebra (90%)
Applied eye applicator: Intense Gold
Applied: Cloudburst Mane
Applied: MoD (Uneven)
Applied: Phantom base
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Removed: Marking 11 (midnight 16%)
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Feed the following:
Bream
Bush Pig
Crocodile
Leopard's Meal
Ostrich Egg
Shark
Slender Mongoose
Snake Eggs
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Start Hoarding:
Egg Yolk
Honeycomb (never enough)
Drone
Small Tort
Kudu horn
Coal
Malachite Sunbird Feathers
Serval Skull
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6 Months
Heir? No, no. I can't be heir.
1 Year
I went on my first patrol with Courage today. He didn't say much. Neither did I.
1 Year 6 Months
While returning to the caves the pride calls home, Courage pauses. He says he needs to tell me something. I stop and turn back. I dont say anything, but our eyes meet. He looks worried. Courage tells me there is nothing more he can teach me. I ask what he means. He explains that my "Father", the King has been allowing his harem to reproduce outside the pride in search of an heir better than he could ever produce. I am them.
I sigh and sit. I tell Courage I don't want to be king. I look up towards the stars and then back at him.
Half asking, I say, there's still time. There might be a better cub born before its time. And Everett is the rightful heir anyways... isnt he?
Perhaps. Courage says. But it doesn't seem likely, anyways, the King has known for years that Everett would never be able to keep the pride afloat. Hence me being born. He tells me that I have time still to learn more about what the king does from the old man himself. Courage stands and stretches. He begins walking back towards the caves. He glances back briefly, telling me to hurry up. I do.
That night I wake from a nightmare, sweat on my paws, I muffle my gasp and choke it down. I don't remember what the dream was about. But the feeling of dread lingered into the morning. Mother asked me if I'm alright. Just a bad dream I tell her, nothing more.
2 years
It happened again but more vivid. Im running through the woods, fast. I can hear him, too close. I turn sharply left and hurdle over a fallen tree. I'm laughing. But the laugh does not come from me. I risk a glance over my shoulder. Hes on my heels. It looks like me but.. somemhow different? How? I dont want to take another look. Can't risk it. I need to run faster. I NEED to get away. I stumble and jerk awake, bile rising in my throat. I stand and walk outside. Its raining heavily, the sound drowns out my swirling thoughts and heavy breaths. I wander a little ways through small clusters of trees and shrubs. I practically throw myself down once I've decided I've walked far enough. What was that dream? I have no idea what it could even mean. It feels like I had only closed my eyes a moment before Courage is nudging me awake. He asks if I'm ok. When I don't answer he asks me if I would at least sleep in the caves tonight. He tells me that the King would probably keel over dead if something bad happened to me now. I try to smother a grin. I can't. I stand and stretch. I thank Courage for waking me. We walk slowly to the caves. He finds a spot amongst the lionesses, they squirm and their fluff melds together as he lays. I lay down on the outside of the pile. Tonight the caves smell of sweet pollen, I quickly fall into a dreamless sleep
2Years 4 Months
I was sent to patrol the territory myself today. I cannot say that I hated it. Dry season is hot and prey is scarce, maybe I am to learn where to find it? Maybe I am to just become more familiar with these lands than I am already? Either way, strolling through the early morning and late afternoon suns are pleasant and quiet.
2 years 5 months
I bring Father a few scraps of meat. He hasn't left the caves in many days now. The heat has been stifling, and he is uncomfortable. He thanks me but doesn't eat them. I sit down near by and watch for a few moments. His breathing is slow, but heavy. I frown and look over my shoulder. Mother is sitting in the entrance of the tunnel. She shakes her head and beckons for me to follow. I tell him I will be back again soon. He doesn't respond. Already back asleep. I exit the tunnel and sniff for mother's scent, she isn't far. We walk out of the caves into the shrubbery a little ways out, the pride carries on, appearing clueless of their King's condition... I nearly bump into Mother, she licks me across the face and smiles before sitting down in the shade. I huff, she laughs. I cant help but smile a little. I sit and she sighs before telling me exactly what I don't want to hear. The King may soon pass. Mother tells me when I am not looking over him, Courage often is. She tells me he hasn't eaten in almost a day now. She tells me I need to prepare myself. He may get better, but it seems unlikely. His mind now seems to be going faster than his body. Only offering short responses and spending more and more time asleep. I sigh and ask Mother if the pride knows. She tells me that some do, but many of the young lionesses as well as all cubs and adolescents have no clue. I sigh and look over the valley beneath the caves. I don't want to tell them.. I look towards my mother, she is looking at the sky. I tell her I need to speak with Courage. She nods, and tells me he is off wandering but when he returns she will tell him to wait for me. I thank her and set off. The sun is beginning to set, a slight breeze ruffles my mane. I don't feel ready yet. But will I ever?
2 years, 6 months
Father wakes me early in the morning. It takes me a few moments to realize its him. Hes been improving slowly. I'm glad. I roll over, not ready to wake up. He tells me its time to get up and become King. I groan. He prods me, not so gently, I groan again and stand... I will now be King MeowyMeower II
3 years
He's passed unexpected in the night. Father woke me in the very early hours so we could begin to prepare. We arrive with him to the meadow in front of the caves as day breaks over the horizon. We cover him with flowers and then some large leaves. Once the pride has had their chances to say goodbye we begin to place rocks over him. Once finished we all return to the caves. Its nearly night now. The stars are just beginning to show in the darkening sky. I hope he's up there, chasing stardust. Thank you for everything, Courage.
3 years, 3 months
I have sired a cub who shares my mutation. Even though I cannot keep her, I am quite pleased.
4 years
I have been King for a little while now. I feel I may finally be getting the hang of this whole King thing. It helps greatly that father is still here. The old man loves my cubs. Sometimes more than I do. I often see my harem dropping off particularly naughty cubs for him to soothe. He's told me he has nothing more to teach me, but I find myself learning every day.
4 years, 1 month
I should have known this day would come. Father has passed. We lay him to rest in the meadow right near Courage's grave, the pride decorates his grave with rocks dyed with flower petals... I hope he and Courage have reunited amongst the stars.
I had the dream again last night. Its been well over two years. But it was different. I was chasing the cub. I wake with the taste of blood in my mouth. I stifle my gasps. Some of my harem stir, but none wake. The caves are getting crowded. Father amassed many impressive females while he waited for my arrival. Usually I find their presence comforting but tonight I find it suffocating. I step into the cool air and sit. What could this dream possibly be about? I was laughing but the cub looked quite terrified. I could never harm my cubs. I look to the stars, but it is cloudy. I droop my head and sigh. What would father have done?
6 Years
Hm.. I guess have become quite used to being king. My harem is always busy watching after all the cubs. And I am always busy patrolling. I thought about the dream today. Nightmare, really... I haven't thought about it in a long time. I still have not clue what it could mean. Am I over thinking it? Maybe having a weird memory from cubhood?
7 years
I realized today that mother is growing old. I then realized I am maybe half way through my own life now. Have I accomplished anything of note yet? Im unsure.
7 years, 1 month
I drank from the Primordial Spring, and I feel younger now. It was quite amazing. I've been told a second sip would kill me. How unfortunate...
8 Years
Everett has become incredibly old... Even though we have grown close after father's death I have always worried that he was not telling me the truth when he says he never intended on taking over father's rule. He has trained a few submales in preparation for his retirement. They are quite impressive. All born by my harem. Maxim, Cain and Abel. The latter two are nearly identical twins and so incredibly mischievous... It's a shame that father is not here to sort them out. Maxim is a little older than them but mature beyond his years and doesn't seem to care for the shenanigans of others. I often catch the adolescent females fawning over him... To my dismay (as well as the dismay of his 'brothers') Everett tells me that he would make a fine heir if I can't find a better one. I'm relieved to hear this. But Everett then tells me that he worries he will soon be with Father and Courage amongst the stars. He asks that I do keep an eye on Maxim in case the twins become jealous of him. I'm surprised by this sudden statement. I look at him, his fluffy mane accenting his tired face. I sigh, not really meaning to. He wasn't a young lion when I was born. I just never realized just how quickly he's aged. There are just a few lionesses left from Father's reign. How time flies...
I find myself unable to shake this dreadful feeling. Ever since Everett mentioned the twins may cause trouble. I know there is only one solution. I ask Karma about Gender Changing potions. I've heard of them but am unsure if they truly exist. She assures me they do, and we travel to the shaman. I trade several golden beetles for the potions I need. They drank them down without hesitation and even though the light fuzz appearing around their scruff has now receded, they act just the same. Off to learn to hunt. The lionesses will set them right for sure.
9 Years
It has happened. Mother has passed. Everett was tasked with telling me. I... I knew this would one day happen. At least her joints no longer hurt as she hunts among the stars. Everett asks me if I'm ok, I can't speak but nod. It's a lie, but the grief will subside. He and Maxim prepare her grave. I don't remember making my way to the meadows, but I will always remember how beautifully painted the rocks were.
9 years, 4 months
Everett is no longer with us. The true heir for this kingdom has passed. I hope happily reunited with his mother, father and mentor amongst the stars. Maxim is obviously very saddened by his mentor's passing. He and I prepare Everett's grave and as the pride prepares beautiful red and yellow stones. The day passes quickly and before I know it, its late. The sky obscured by clouds, heavy with rain. My heart aches. I have a few years left to reign at least... But I wonder if I've failed father... The pride is no longer swelling in numbers, but each cub tends to be more impressive than the last. At least I know I can rely on Maxim to keep the male cubs in check and if I can't produce another heir, I know he would be a suitable leader.
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