─ ⋅♰ Sinful ♰⋅ ─'s Den

-About Me-

-Lovingly taken: ♊︎ + ♉︎
-3hrs ahead of Lioden time
-Returning player, back after 8 years !
-Me? I'm just a sleep deprived, goofy guy that always enjoys a good laugh. Hit me with your 'worst' dad joke, or your best! Don't be shy to drop a comment or a roleplay in the chat box. please be a complete goofball! Cheers!

🦩Sleep Token🦩

This band has gotten me out of some 'tough' times over the years, & I've grown to really enjoy, relate to, and love their music. Of course, all credits & rights to songs/part of lyrics rightfully belong to Sleep Token, I do not claim any of their beautiful music; only inspired by it.

The pride of Arcadia

-The journey from your pride lands has taken its toll. Thankfully, this lush and bountiful landscape has graced you with a cooling breeze and shade from the trees. However, the wind has also carried the scent of lions and your nose writhes at the sudden information. The sounds of the waterfall near you would mask any noise of those approaching. Let alone, the greenery is just dense enough to impair your usual keen vision. It seems the pride has chosen this spot well. A muddy brown male slinks from behind a rocky hill, flaring his nostrils at your scent. He scoffs. "You're no mountain dweller..Lion" Another male appears atop the cliff just above you, much darker than the previous. "What business have you here?" He questions you as yet another male encroaches into your space.. or perhaps you into their territory. The last male is much larger than his subordinates. With each footfall he leaves an imprint of his weighted paws into the grass below him. Graced and adorned with golden jewelry, you can only assume this is no other than the King, given his sheer mass and muscle. Although.. his fur patterns or mannerisms may seem familiar to those whom have visited this pride before. Curiously, the King gives a tilt of his head while posturing before you. "I am Sin, ruler of these lands. And who might you be, Lion?" As he speaks, you can clearly see his large fangs 'neath his muzzle. If he wanted, he could easily overpower you in this moment; but he does not seem to have any ill will to do so. His tone and voice are regal like, proper even; truly fit for such a king commanding of respect. Awestruck, you seem to find a lack of words. Sin postures around you once more, this time pacing around your frame in a circle as he chuckles. "Do we have a mute one here?" The King seems to be amused by this, although his sub male is less ..forgiving. The muddy-brown male pipes up arrogantly. "Our king has asked of your name, Lion!" The subordinate sneers just before Sin corrects him with a thunder-like, brief roar. Just the sheer power behind it would be enough to make anyone cower; or any prey to flee the area. "This is 'not' how we treat our guests, Damocles! What if they need assistance?!" Damocles flattens his ears against his skull, growling in protest. "You are too trusting..!" By now you can clearly see the fur on Sin's nape bristling in annoyance. Not wanting to get too caught in crosshairs should a fight ensure, you step away ever so slightly. The king shoulder-checks his subordinate as the other remains atop the cliffside; just as concerned as you. "And you lack any sense of empathy or understanding. You 'will' know your place.." A deep, intimidating growl rumbles from the King's throat as his muzzle pulls into a snarl. Damocles chuffs, lowering his head and body to the ground. Upon hearing Sin's warning, you almost instinctively submit as well, but you catch yourself. Sin lets out a long, drawn out sigh at the defiance before gazing among the tree line of the dense forest. As Sin flicks his tail, the darker male atop the cliff leaves to elsewhere. His fire-like gaze pans back over to you. "My apologies for Damocles. He has some.. internal battles with trusting others. Our old ruler allowed it, but I will not." Sin cuts his gaze back toward his out of turn subordinate before focusing his attention back onto you. He calls out while looking over your shoulder. "Five? Would you be so kind to take our guest to get food and water? I am sure they will need a place to rest as well." A shamanistic looking lion, her usual self, Five would happily pad up to the King; headbutting the younger male affectionately as a dark lioness approaches him; purring lovingly and pressing her entire frame against his From how Sin reacts to her, you can tell without a doubt the dark lioness is the queen. As the rules pad away, upon seeing the shaman, you can tell that Five is an older lioness that has been with the pride for some time; but not an elder. She would be a familiar face to those returning. "Of course! Please, follow me! And watch your step! Sinful has moved us out of the desert lands, for the safety of the cubs and our pride. It is much more rugged terrain here." Five speaks to you as if you're an old friend of hers while she leads you around the cliffside of the waterfall.
The waterfall mist clings to your fur like morning dew as you follow the lioness into a cave. Other lions are scattered about, the pride. Upon entry, you can see the cave is a structure of wide enclaves that connect to each other in a series of what seems like tunnels. Leading you over to a pool of water, she urges you to drink. "Go on. Drink up while I get you food from the stockpile. Don't be shy." Five smiles and briskly pads away again. Just as quickly as she did, your tongue laps out to take in the refreshing water. Somehow, the water being held inside the stone has made it much more crisp, refreshing, and clean. Droplets dot your whiskers the more you quench your thirst as you look up.
By now, the majority of the pride have emerged out of their quarters to come to observe you; their eyes glinting as the faintest hint of light passes through the dimly lit caverns while they sit among the stone inside. Five returns post haste, plopping a fresh boar near your feet just for you to feast on. "Right, here you are!" Famished, you eagerly tear into the succulent wild pig, crunching away and getting your fill. Some of the pride members blink at you in amusement, others snicker; but it all seems in good fun before they go about their ways to tend to their duties or to settle down for a nap. Five herself giggles upon watching you. "Ah yes, quite the hungry one! Please, when you finish, take time to sleep." Settling, she places herself a respectful distance away to give you space, but to also watch you as you rest. Come daybreak, you'd set journey back to your own pride land.-