Hopefully this is an okay start...
A light mist had laid over the land as dawn crept in after the dark. The prides king perched himself upon a large flat rock. His paws shifted, his shoulders releasing a light pop. Most of his pride still slept and he would allow them until the sun warmed the mist away. Not five steps away an elder leopon lounged her nose lifted, eyes closed softly. Gentle huffs of air could be seen as each breath escaped her nostrils. Mornings like this were peaceful, allowing the pride to wake themselves instead of everyone together.

Cynthia had stretched in her nest, her jaws parted in a large yawn claws prodding the ground. The young lioness shook stray debris from her extended pelt before shifting away from her snoring sister. The light mist barely seemed to bother her as she prowled toward Relic and Peck. Before sitting herself down, Cynthia gave a quick nod in greeting. As she sat down the lioness pulled a paw to her nose for a quick grooming.

The peaceful silence did not last long at all. The eldest lioness in the pride stalked toward the growing group. Her overgrown fur nearly touched the ground due to her lowered frame. She came in silence her clouded gaze straightforward. The leopon sat up in a signal of respect her yellow gaze now open, alert. The elder huddled near the center of the group turning her gaze, blinded with age towards Relic. Her voice came rasped due to little use, the silent observer in the pride.

"A storm sprouts on the horizon." A whispered rasp, barely heard by the three lions around her. "Roaring thunder, dangerous lightning and a terrible plague. Death will follow if we do not prepare. Wars will rage as prey dies out. Borders will fall and kings will perish." Cynthia cast her gaze towards the dark clouds growing where the sun would set tonight. Steaks of lightning flashed as thunder rolled across the sky. Ever since the last three disasters Elder Dove spoke of, nobody doubted her words. If a plague of any sort was coming, Dove's warning would be taken to heart.

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All eyes turned to Relic as he stood, his frame strong and dominant. "If Dove foretells an awful storm, we must prepare. Our prey pile will need stalked and a guard will be place in the dusk hours." His gaze switched to Cynthia dipping his head only slightly. "Young Chamomile will beginning her training today for her own safety in the near future." In return, Cynthia twitched her whiskers and nodded her cranium. "Peculiar, you take Heather hunting. I will go patrol our borders. No lions back until sun high." With those orders, Relic swept from his rock and trotted into the shrub lands surrounding their camp.

"I'll go get Heather." Cynthia stood catching a glimpse of Dove sauntering away a slight limp to her step. Peculiar, the old leopon stood giving a deep stretch. Cynthias paw lead her back to her shrub covered nest. Heather still snored lightly in deep slumber her belly and chin to the sky, teeth glaring due to lips accepting gravity. With a prod to the chest, Heather scrabble to her paws with a yelp. "Time to get moving. Storms rolling in, need to stock the pile, you're with Peck." Still groggy from sleep, Heather could only nod and grunt her normally silky fur scruffed.

Cynthia lead the way back to the group, Heather stumbled behind her all the way constantly trying to shake sleep from her eyes. Once back Dove had returned with Chamomile. The cub played with a small black dung beetle on the ground, tail swishing. At first sight of the two young lionesses, Peculiar turned and stalked away. Heather perked up and followed as quickly as she could. Not moment later, Cynthia trotted off with Cam on her tail. Dove was last to do as she was told, rest. And so the day began.

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bear
bear walked through the forest the flicker of light threw the forest canopy. he sniffed around looking for some meat for the pride
(sorry its so short too, i got to go)

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bear
bear walked into the glade looking at all the lions as the slowly raised from there nests. cheetah walked forward nuzzling her head under bears as show of affection. "everyone has just awaken, lima bean went missing in the morning again but was found in the food storage. a storm is coming soon and we should replenish are food supplies its not low but were unsure how long the storm will last. jugging by the length and deep colors of the clouds it may last a very long time." bear nodded to the news he looked around and everyone came forward "okay Ukalis hunting team will go out first then you will go in rotate from there like always, look for as much meat as possible. when your team is not out we will work on that next den and patrolling the territory. broodmothers are to keep the cubs close and together. stay in the glade and close to the dens. cheetah will be out hunting most of the day so i will stay close, just roar for me if theres trouble, and only if there's trouble" all lions nodded and went to work. simba stayed back knowing he was with bear todat as planned yesterday "your fine simba, stay with the others" simba nodded heading back to the dens

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Cynthia flicked her tail keeping a pace the growing cub could keep up with. The creature was barely old enough to start training, but she was tough. They would head towards the edge of the forest where most Cubs grew through their training year. Chamomile remained quite her heavy paws the only noise as she trampled small shrubs. Besides the lack of stealth, the cubs ability to keep her mouth closed was the reason Cynthia liked her. She'd surely be easy to train.

Her thoughts flicked to the foretold plague. Cynthia felt her heart drop slightly. Kings would perish, how long would their pride get if war were to break out? If they were attacked for any reason, Chamomile wouldn't be trained enough to take on even a half trained apprentice. Dove was old and blind, and Peculiar was growing frail. Shaking her cranium, Cynthia allowed herself to accept that Relic would get them through the worst of whatever happened. Picking up her pace, the lioness signaled to Cam a right turn and their small training arena came into full view.
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The hunters found themselves stalking a good sized herd of gazelles. Heather had split off from Peck in order to find her own target. With any luck they'd drag back two for a hearty meal tonight. If struck with good fortune they could probably be able to run down a third. Of course, sleeping in, Heather had only caught mumbles of the words spoken from Dove. She'd gotten little to no information from the silent leopon though, something about a storm worse than others and a little other about death. The young lioness could fitfully say she was confused.

A cry sounded from Peculiar and the hunt was preceded. Heather nearly hesitated before leaping towards the herd. Chaos instantly broke out a her deadly claws tore into tough skin. Her weight easily pulled her prey to the ground. A good managed to catch her side but the finishing blow still cams, quick and nearly painless. The herd dispersed leaving a cloud of dust but it didn't stall Heather. Testing her bout of luck, the lioness flung after the closest fleeing creature her tail whipping behind her. If they were supposed to bring as much prey back, she wasn't going to let this option pass.

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cheetah (making her sheet)
she growled at the other lionesses her hunting team behind her looking equally as territorial and angry. the 2 adolescents stood with them looking curious showing , no doubt, that this was there first time out. "what are you doing here?" cheetah growled at the lions

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Heather felt like she glided over the scrublands her paws barely touching the ground as the gazelle before her grew closer. With a howl of confidence she lunged claws outstretched, too soon. She missed the creatures fleeing hind legs her claws clasping thin air. A yelp of surprise couldn't even be released before she hit the ground at a tumble. Heather managed to land on her rear, her stunned gaze watching the prey vanish into the near distance. A snort of disappointment escaped her nostril as she stood and turned back to Peculiar and their catch. What she saw was not exactly what she expected.

At the sight of the three lionesses not tail lengths away from Peck, Heather raced back. The sneers on the intruders faces did not prove peace. Upon arrival Heather skidded to a halt beside her pridemate crouching down tail whipping. The elder pon spoke for them her voice low. "We are hunting. A great storm is coming in, in case you couldn't tell. I would suggest you find your own herd to pick off of." Heather grumbled in response her ears tugged back. Three on two, and their enemies companions looked young. If a fight were to break out, it wouldn't be an easy win.

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(cheetah has her 4 other hunters with her for there hunting team)
cheetah
"we can see, but your on are pride territory. we dont take well to intruders"

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loki

he was walking around the border of his territory nothing of interest was happening so he decided to lay down and relax in the sun

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