Pride of the Serangheti. A lion pride RPG *Needs members*

Name War
Gender female
age 2
Rank Eta
personality tough to get along with. She prefers her own company unless she really knows them
Powers intimidation, fast healing, and a type of mind control ' can really just be used in battle
History she knows and rarely tells
mate maybe someday if they are worthy
cub no
description cream colored, larger than most females, a scar that runs from brow to hip bone

Hope you like her!
 
Stark writhed furiously, as Xander squeezed down on his throat. "Xander.... please... I beg you!!" He choked, his eyes lids fluttering. "Hmmm," Xander mused, dropping Stark to the ground. "How should I kill you? Slowly? Or instantly?" He sat down, and watched Stark's body. Stark's sides heaved, struggling for each breath. "Xanther.." He rasped, his words garbled by blood. "Kilth thee thow. (Translation: Kill me now.)" Xander grinned ear to ear. "Why?" He sneered. "Myth thmate sheth uth there, I wath tho thee her agang. (Translation: My mate is up there, I want to see her again.)"
 
Stark writhed furiously, as Xander squeezed down on his throat. "Xander.... please... I beg you!!" He choked, his eyes lids fluttering. "Hmmm," Xander mused, dropping Stark to the ground. "How should I kill you? Slowly? Or instantly?" He sat down, and watched Stark's body.  Stark's sides heaved, struggling for each breath. "Xanther.." He rasped, his words garbled by blood. "Kilth thee thow. (Translation: Kill me now.)"  Xander grinned ear to ear. "Why?" He sneered. "Myth thmate sheth uth there, I wath tho thee her agang. (Translation: My mate is up there, I want to see her again.)" 



Can my new character but in?
 
War was still mad over everything that was happening. happening she was suddenly in a pride. Trudging through the land she felt a sudden spike of emotion. Not just any emotion either. War, the name fit her well and anger was filling somebody.
Charging off she followed the dark emotions blindly into a cave. It stunk and made her nose burn. There, two lions were up ahead.
 
War was still mad over everything that was happening. happening she was suddenly in a pride. Trudging through the land she felt a sudden spike of emotion. Not just any emotion either. War, the name fit her well and anger was filling somebody.
Charging off she followed the dark emotions blindly into a cave. It stunk and made her nose burn. There, two lions were up ahead.
Stark looked up at Xander, while the massive lion scraped his blood stained claws on a rock. "So, you had a mate?" He asked, as he began to circle Stark. Stark only nodded. Xander's eyes narrowed. "Why did she die?" He sneered. "Death took her." Stark rasped, his voice getting weaker with each breath.
 
Stark looked up at Xander, while the massive lion scraped his blood stained claws on a rock. "So, you had a mate?" He asked, as he began to circle Stark.  Stark only nodded. Xander's eyes narrowed. "Why did she die?" He sneered. "Death took her." Stark rasped, his voice getting weaker with each breath. 

War entered the large chamber and saw a lion laying in his own blood. Sitting she spoke in a cold tone " so who should I root for before I kill both you bloody idiots" she was tired of male pride blinding them self. These two appeared no different.
 

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