!No Go!'s Den

Welcome to my lands! I'm all up for rehoming muties, dirties, old lions, and more! If you need me, just ask, I'm usually online.




The once busy road that led to Iron River was now barely more than a dirt path now and covered in shrubs and small bushes.

Many doorways still stood tall and, in some cases, it was one of the few things left of a home. Most doors were completely gone and only remnants of rotten wood were left behind. Many buildings stood precariously upright despite looking like they had no means to do so. It could only take just a slight nudge of a strong wind to tip them all over.

Iron River, once a peaceful and growing community was now a mere distant memory of better times. The air which was once filled with the many sounds of a growing community had grown eerily quiet. The silence was only broken up by the occasional animal sound and gust of wind.

The train station had collapsed and the tracks were covered in shrubs and fallen branches. Nobody was waiting for the next train anymore, no longer eagerly going to the next destination or waiting for those coming home.

Many thought this area was haunted, and for years it was. That was until Sun Rising chose to call this place home. His tribe was nothing to play around with. The lionesses were as fierce as the beaming sun, the cub as tough as the miners who had once lived in the ghost town. The land was dry and as fragile as the spines of the dead opponents to their lands. Their tribe is surrounded by horses as dark as their souls. Nobody in their right mind would even dare to come near, so why are you...?

A huge lion padded out of a rotten barn, face a bloody mess as he glared at you with rage. An unearthly crackling snarl summoning from the giant. "You sure as hell aren't going to be seeing the day soon..."