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Tail Banding White (Slot 14)
Stat Info
- Mut rep bought on 2/13/2023 at 867 stats
- Kinged 1 day after at 875 stats
- 1000 stats 2/25/2023
Biography
Feeling kidnapped, cold, and terrified. Saba was greeted by the King of the pride he was sold to, Spicy Chimichanga aka Arakiba.
Quickly noting Chimi was a spineless King, far too nice and giving as he spent the weeks being shown off and made to train with... Dry palm leaves? Even his old pride knew better.
As the cold months drew on, the pride was starving and becoming weak. Prey, scarce as it was, still brought in by his fellow primal kin. The rest of the pride not respecting the true power a primal can carry and showing that by teasing the King freely, and the Queens. What kind of pride is Chimi running?
January came, as with the great hunger of all the lands and new growths for him. He was becoming stronger.
Saba constantly watching Chimi give out food and shelter in these cold months even though the pride was barely hanging on as is.
In his adolescence, Saba quickly became close with another fellow teen lioness called Neytiri. Spending their afternoons complaining to each other about their mentors, hunting together, and grooming one another. Their fondness for each other grew, knowing they'd always have the others back if either got into mischief. Which was often.
He promised Neytiri, under a December full moon by their favorite waterfall, he would one day make her Queen.
Saba also accompanied Jasper, his mentor, on patrols of the territory. Thinking Jasper was just a useless 'boy toy' for Chimi, he was slowly proven wrong. They shared ideas and amusements at how weak and careless Chimi is. Exchanging looks within the pride when the king did yet another stupid thing that endangered the pride.
The duo was unstoppable alone. Killing and chasing out any lions not apart of the pride before Chimi could give out free pawfulls of food they needed. Merciless and cruel, going so far to kill wandering lionesses with cubs. Jasper taught Saba many things about fighting and leading.
Of course, came the question as to why Jasper did not lead.
Jasper chuckled, "You see how many primals are Queens. Even if I did, they would not allow me. I am weaker compared. But you... Hm."
Jasper planted the seed of vile thoughts into Saba's mind that he could lead with full respect from the pride.
From this point on, Saba always felt as if he was being watched and would smell decay the nights he woke from terrors of the shadows.
This burned into his skull as the days and weeks drew on. Getting stronger and more powerful slowly as he grew.
Finally reaching young adulthood. Muscles strong, mane full, and heart cold.
Saba would often spend his days with Jasper, Neytiri, and the Queens, talking with them and planning hunts, patrols, and better denning for the pride members. Earning the trust of his leadership with the pride while Chimi was blissfully unaware.
Slowly, and quietly, planning his takeover of the weak king Chimichanga.
With new growths for both Saba and Neytiri, comes the heat of the lionesses. The couple knew once Neytiri fell into heat she would gain the unwelcome attention of Chimi.
Carefully, just before the day came, Neytiri snuck out with the company of her pridemate Constance to a location he had found on his patrols. A small den under a tree close to the watering hole. More than likely created by the local hogs. Saba knew she couldn't hide forever, and worried for his lover. He had to hatch his plan soon.
More and more lionesses grew into heat and restless as time passed. Neytiri begging to come out of hiding.
Refusing Chimi when he would try to breed these lionesses, he also grew more frustrated. In his confusion, Saba sounded the call.
Chimi's Queens, his consort Jasper, with any lioness able, surrounded Chimi and Saba as the large frostbitten male rose to the challenge. The challenge of the Throne. Booming roars of taunting bellowed from the males as they circled each other.
Whispers of a higher power flowed into Saba's ears like venom. Kill him. End him. Shame him. Consume him.
Pupils turned slits as Chimi fixed his hindlegs to dart at Saba, both of them kicking up dust as they ran towards the other. Meeting in a clash of claws, fangs, and roars fierce enough to shake the heavens.
Chimi tried going for Saba's legs, reaching out with his maw full of sharp knives. His face soon met with a powerful swing of Saba's frontal paw, causing Chimi to lose his balance. This allowed Saba to strike his side and pin him to the damp ground with an audible "oof-" from the king.
Fear enveloped Chimi. Surrounded by his pride watching in awe of the Challenge of Thrones. He tried to start pushing Saba away- To run. He wanted to run far away. Whimpering and pleading as the frosted giant towered over him, paws firmly pressed on his shoulder and hind.
Saba's eyes went dark as he stared down at the helpless weak king. His soon to be pride cheered for him, yet his ears were deaf to their calls. He felt a paw on his back and dared not look back. He knew the retched creature was looming over him. Whispering vile thoughts into his ear. Saba could see the shadowy smoke fume behind him and he inhaled.
With a wicked smirk, the frosted beast lunged at Chimi's neck. Finishing him off with his sharp primal fangs quickly. The creature wanted Chimi to suffer, yet Saba knew he must finish Chimi with the honor of a quick death if he were to be accepted by the gods as the new king.
Victory. Saba hoisted the limp body of Chimi the fallen coward up into the air. Pulling his muscles to rise his hind legs as he showed off the dead king to the pride. He was king now. He would rule the pride right, no matter the cost.
But, even though Chimi was a hated king, his death must still be respected and the proper burials completed. The pride gathered to assist the Shamans and dig Chimi's grave. He will now be running with his ancestors.
The Shamans and the Gods blessed Saba's new leadership with the usual ritual atop the snowy peaks. Neytiri as his new Queen, thankful to be out of hiding, helped him groom the paint off his fur.
This is his pride now. His night terrors grew worse some nights, yet with Neytiri's help grooming him to sleep, he did his best to fight off the horrid thoughts the shadows whispered.
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