The Wastes Den

Moogly first looked at Resolution, nodding at them. "Of course, as long as you can take care of them you may take as many as you wish." She nudged both cubs Resolution had pointed at, giving each one a goodbye lick before turning to Centurion. She looked the lion up and down before gazing at the cub he spoke of. She smiled softly, that had always been the most scared cub and now the cub was approaching a stranger.

"Of course you may, hopefully Hastati is not too hard on you." She grinned wearily, having heard the muttering of Hastati earlier. She trotted over to the cub Centurion had chosen and gave them a nudge and a lick goodbye, the cub leaning into her and purring before turning to scamper after Centurion. Moogly hoped all of these cubs would live long and happy lives.

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((Can you please include links for the ones you want, LionLover1?))

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A male with a particularly odd coat pattern and wild mane pauses a few feet from the cave entrance. He observes the state of the den, the caretaker and worst of all, the cubs. The male nearly growled under his breath at this. How had they survived under the neglectful and corrupt ruling of this male? Shaking his head of the foul thoughts he'd make his way towards the lioness.

His icy blue orbs scan the frightened cubs once she finished speaking. It was unfortunate the state they were in, seeing the fear in their eyes he didn't want them to be deemed as filth. He'd slowly lower himself to his haunches and relaxed. Waiting for any cub to approach him he'd try his best to look less menacing even going as far as shaking his man so it appeared all frizzy and silly looking.

A shadow or what he thought was a shadow in the corner of his vision piqued his interest. Seeing the cub hesitate to make the first move he beckoned them over with his tail. Once in close enough range he'd lower his voice, soft tone flowing out.

"I know you are scared to leave behind your friends and the only place you have ever know but I come from a neighboring pride. One that will make sure you are protected, fed and loved for. What do you say?"

He'd await the response, his gaze flicking back over to the caretaker. How many cubs had she given away? Had she ever been found out? What happened to those not taken in time? So many questions raced in his mind, a pang of guilt stabbing him in the chest. It was touching to see her try to give the cubs a better life even if she herself didn't have the best one.

He'd call out to her. "Thank you.. for giving them hope and farewell."

The male looked back over his shoulder at the cub and smile.

"You coming or what?"

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Moogly's eyes filled with tears as she watched the interaction, watching the cub work up the courage to approach this new male. Listening to his calm voice even helped assuage the brood mother's fears and worries. Moogly looked up as the male called out to her, her heart full at the scene that unfolded in front of her. So many more cubs were being saved.

"And thank you for saving them. Farewell, and good luck!" Moogly responded, laughing softly as the cub got to their feet and scampered after the king.

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A delicate pink lion stepped up to the den, looking around in distaste.
They nudged a few of the cubs, and despite their reputation for cruelty, they looked worried.
Glancing at each cub in turn, they eventually gestured at a little grey one, then at a black one who seemed to cling close to it.
"These two will do quite nicely," they said to Moogly, before leaning down and whispering to the cubs.
The two followed them forwards, nervous.
"Come with me, little ones."
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FlowingRiver looks on at the cave in a mixture of sadness that he cant take them all. "Lithles will kill me if i take in more strays," He says under his breath. But a little girl padds up to him. a look of determination on her face as she roars at him feircely. Flowingriver laughs,"Oh my dear you are so feirce. I think Lithles will love you." Then, he turned toward the worn lioness, "May I take this one?"

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Moogly nodded to the pink lion and gave both cubs small goodbye licks and encouraging nudges. She understood their nerves, but was overjoyed to see the cubs coming so far from their own shells. When the little cub trotted up to FlowingRiver and roared Moogly had to hold herself back from lunging between the cub and the male, reminding herself that this was not Coy Fish and they were safe. When the lion laughed at the cubs display of bravery, Moogly let out a slightly too loud sigh and shook her head softly, padding forward to lovingly nudge the cub in a playful manner.

"She's never done that before." Moogly chuckled, looking up at FlowingRiver, "I think I have no choice, she's going with you regardless of what we want." The lioness was only halfway joking. The cub pranced about, proud that someone found her fierce and brave. Moogly gave the cub a goodbye lick and a nudge for bravery before watching them leave. It was always bittersweet, she would miss them but she would much rather have them leave this way than how Coy Fish wanted them gone.

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Butterfly’s Wing stepped into the cold cave, her eyes scanned over the poor cubs, who had been unlucky enough to end up here.

Her eyes scanned over the cubs again, settling on a dark cub with the prettiest pink eyes. Butterfly stared in awe at the young cubs beauty.

She settled down haunches infront of the cub, trying her best to not look so intimidating. " Hello there, young one. " she smiles, " Would you like to join my pride? I promise you’ll be cared for and loved. " she purred while flicking her tail.

Butterfly’s Wing stood up and padded over to Moogly, " May I take that one? "

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Moogly watched intently, observing the cubs reaction and how the lioness interacted with the skittish cub. She seemed pleased with what she saw as she nodded and hobbled over to the two.

"I wish you both the best of lives." Moogly purred, giving the cub a goodbye lick and a gentle nudge of encouragement. The cub got to their feet, still slightly shaking with nerves, but tried to be brave as they moved towards the other lioness, trusting Moogly's judgement in this case.

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A tawny lion enters the cave, his head swiveling to take in the dark cave surrounding him, stinking of blood and sorrow. He’s been before, so his shock is muted, but his claws dig into the ground at the sight anyway. Anger at the treatment of such precious cubs rises up inside him. He nods a polite hello to moogly across the den, before something soft and young brushes against his leg. A small brown cub, dotted with the rosettes most cubs have when they are young, was staring up at him. He smiled at her playfully and lowered his head to lick smooth a tuft of hair that was sticking out. The cub yawned and leaned against him again. He looked around and spotted two other cubs wrestling, not far from moogly. He supposed he had room for a few…

“Moogly?” He asked. “Could I take these three? They’ll find a loving home in my pride.”

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Moogly perked up as soon as she saw the tawny lion, recognizing him from earlier and getting to her feet to greet him.

"Of course, and looks like she already chose you." Moogly's laugh was filtered through a cough. She nudged each cub in turn, giving each one a goodbye lick with a few tears in the corners of her eyes. When she had first started sending word of cubs in need of homes, she had never expected it to take off in such a fashion. Her body felt lighter than it had in years, thinking of the lives that awaited the young cubs.

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A grey-pelted Primal Ferus walks into the den, his wings and ears pulled back despite his even pace. Is he afraid, nervous? Surely not disgusted? Whatever emotions overcome him, he approaches with the warmest expression he can muster.
"Hello Ma'am. I spoke- well, more ran into your king, and he made it clear that you were taking care of some cubs that were in need of rescuing", he pauses, thinking how best to phrase this.
"I will be brief for the sake of bringing the cub somewhere safe quickly. I can only take one cub I'm afraid, and one is certainly different from the others.
Would it be alright if I brought Falconkit to my home? She is over here," He gestures ((god i hope i did that right)), "and there is lots of space and food for her in my pride. My lands have some loose rules relating to heritage that none other in this cave pass, but I can save her. Would that be alright?
"...One other question. Where does she come from, if you know? Her name and heritage is unlike any other in this cave, even in this pride. I can't thank you for speaking with me enough, even if I am turned down. I- I truly wish you luck."

((sorry if you respond im not gonna be able to see it for a Hot minute since i have to go to work lmao))

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((You are totally fine my dude and did it all perfectly!!))

Moogly started a bit, but settled down and listened to what the Felis had to say. She checked him over and saw no scars on the Primal, which shouldn't have surprised her- Coy Fish had never hurt the primals in his pride. Any who he deemed worthy, were spared the wrath of his claws and teeth.

"Of course. And yes, she did come from another pride. They had no room for her and brought her here. She has yet to experience the horror as I have managed to keep her relatively hidden from our King." The word was laden with disgust and she spat into the dirt. A few of the younger and livelier kits copied the action and giggled, "I am glad at least one of the cubs here can be saved by you." There was no malice in her words, she was well aware of the different customs of other prides as she had once been a wandering lioness before being fooled by Coy Fish.

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(AAAh i cant get the links to work!)
Timmorn softly creeps upon the caves enterance, trying to avoid catching Coy's attention, and looks at the lioness and cubs within. Tho new to making his pride, his heart aches at the sight of the starving lions inside. He takes a moment to think about his pride, its just him, his heir, a single lioness and two cubs. He decides he has the room to take some of these starving cubs back to his pride.

Entering the den he softly calls out, "Moogly, i am interested in taking two of these cubs home. Ill take a look around and let you know which of the cubs interest me. I hope i can give them the home they deserve, noone should like like this," He motions around to the blood and bones scattered about, the waste and refuse in piles with a grim look on his face, " I would take more if i could but my pridelands are small yet, and not quite strong enough to sustain more."

He walks further into the den, looking at sleeping piles of cubs with sorrow in his eyes. 'If only i had more space' he thinks to himself.

Walking softly so as not to wake the sleeping cubs or frighten the ones that are awake any more than they already are, he spots a bright pelt out of the corner of his eye, bright like the savanah at dusk, all deep orange and soft yellows with a smatering of darker spots on top, like the first colors of true night. 'Such a pretty cub,' He thinks to himself, 'Leetah, or Shen-Shen would adore her.'
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He walks up to the sleeping cub and sees another half asleep underneath her, who suddently jolts fully awake and looks up at him with scared eyes. This cubs is darker, more like the colors of the savanah itself, the color of the dry savannah grasses and rich grey clay, it was easy to miss, sleeping under such a bright cub as its littermate.
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He slowly approaches the cubs, getting low and crawling on his belly so as not to scare them. The Darker one softly shakes awake its brighter sister, pulling on her ruff and trying to mover her away from the unfimilar lion in the den. "There is no need to be so scared little cubs," he says softly, stilling to let them calm, "How would you like to leave this place with me? I have two cubs in my pride who would enjoy having more friends to play with. There would be plenty of food and soft grass to lay on, and more than that you would be safe."

The Brighter cub sits up next to its sister, less afraid and more curious about the lion before her. "Im not leaving without her," She says with a stubborn look on her face, motioning to the darker cub behind her, "Shes my friend." The Darker cub looks at the brighter, fear, but also hope on its face. The cub leans forward past its sisters shoulder "Would we really be safe?" She asks. TImmorn smiles sadly, knowing just how much courage this question took to ask. "I would never let anything harm you so long as i can help it, small scrapes and tumbles are expected, you are cubs afterall and still growing, but the harm would never come from me, or any in my pride." He says softly, hoping they could sense how sincere he was.

The two cubs stood, one after another, and slowly walked upto the the lion before them and the Brighter rubbed her small head against his larger one. "We'll come with you," she says softly, looking at his eyes and seeing the truth there, that they would be truly safe.

Timmorn smiles softly and stands slowly as to not spook the cubs. "Let us go and let you denmother know where we shall be, so she can come visit if she wishes one day. And then we shall go home." He gently motions the cubs over to Moogly and they tumble around her feet, nipping them in greeting. "These two cubs would like to come home with me," He says looking at the two cubs softly, "Should you allow it of course."

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Moogly had almost cried with joy as she watched the interaction silently. All the cubs were coming out of their shells, but these two girls were being brave beyond measure. Hearing how the male lowered his voice and watching as he lowered himself into a submissive stance, Moogly was assured that the king would be a splendid parental figure to the cubs. She got to her feet as the trio walked over, limping slowly to them. She gave each cub a lick goodbye and a gentle nudge for courage.

"I encourage it, my dear. If I can manage to sneak from the pridelands, I would love to visit and see how these two grow up with you as their king." She made eye contact with the king, seeing the honesty and the promise of joy behind his eyes. She couldn't help herself, she licked the king's forehead as a sign of respect and gratitude. The elder lioness hadn't felt so overjoyed in years.

((Doing the links like that works just fine as well!! Easiest if they are on their own line exactly how you did it!!))

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