Vidoni's Den

About Me

Hello, my name is Pontifex! I am usually online and try to get to stud requests as frequent as possible! I am 3 hours ahead of lioden time, and i'm a HUGE Tyler the Creator fan. Feel free to do some little role-play with my lions in the comments, don't forget to visit the NPCs! :3

Lore!

Deep in the vast savanna, hidden of the near borders that separated between the sandy desert and jungle came the pride of Tahiti. The area consisted of a warm waterfall, where some would even visit the pride to come to relax and chill. Sarvu, the price of the Savanna, once was a travelling lion, looking for a pride to join. He was rejected and refused by others for his lack of uniqueness. He was a simple lion, but too simple was his only problem. Sarvu traveled for days on end until an idea had grown in his head, to make his own pride. Sarvu took in lioness he had found, taking care of those who were not wanted from their pride. He had found everyone he has met as special, treating them with respect and kindness Sarvu now lives in the memory of the pride, resting in the King Dynasty, where he roams in the clouds and speaks through the Traveler of the Stars.

Pontifex, the Dreamboat of Ladies, on the other hand, was the opposite. She may have protected her pride, but she was cold-hearted. Her harsh attitude drawn others away from the humble spot her pride had chosen. Cubs has even called her the Scrooge, a evil name masking her. The ancestors were angry with her, leading to roars that turned to thunder whenever her name was said by someone. Her looks on the other hand were the only reason why her pride liked her. She was known for always flirting with the ladies, males were disrespected or even possibly killed if they even tried to define her in any sort of way. Before the death of Sarvu, he did fear of Pontifex potential, he had tried teaching her ways of being kinder and forgiving, but those words were only blurbs to her. Pontifex life had ended up short coming, when she had succumbed to her fate of being murdered by a unknown force. Others whispered it was the Traveler of Stars, being whispered by Sarvu from her dreams to end the evil reign of Pontifex.

After the foreshadowed event, was left only one little lion who was meant to be killed, but saved by fate, Pavilion. He was a piebald dwarf, something you would barely see at any day of time. There was one thing that every lion had said about him, he was absolutely adorable. Nobody took him seriously, nor feared him. The tiny crown of Pavilion didn't help at all. Pavilion did have one son in particular though, Delphis(https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794241319850). Pavilion was always busy with his pride, but the disappearance of his only son had broke him when he had found out. Years were passing by and the pride was growing while Pavilion was growing older in age. His cuteness never left him, but his pride and impression was flowing away as years went by. The roars of the Ancestors were increasing with might in the following years, and Pavilion knew that himself. He had gone to the Traveler of the Stars, speaking to Sarvu for advice. The only words to be uttered were “Delphis”. Pavilion hadn't heard that name in years, but it was the only thing that had kept him from happiness.

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Thank you so much Tawny for letting me edit the css! Working on a project :3