The First Rays of Sunlight.

[Katura]

Essentially, this rp is about the events surrouding the birth of Katura, a long lost son of Nala and Scar during his reign of the pridelands. Driven mad by her jealousy over the younger lioness' ability to produce a healthy male heir, Zira kidnaps and attempts to do away with the cub. Fortunately, a nomadic pack of African Wild Dogs sees the events unfolding and puts a stop to her sinister intentions. The setting is during the conflict between the Outlanders and the Pridelanders, and eventually I want Katura to be an active part of this conflict, with the scandal over the secret of his birth weighing heavily on King Simba's mind, fueling his rage over the past. Essentially, we'll be playing the final part of the movie, so all main characters are encouraged to be a part of this roleplay. Currently, the pack's den is along the border of the outlands and the desert. Please read and discuss. My character's profile is posted below. If interested please reply or pm.


Species: Lion

Gender: Male

Pride: No pride, raised by a pack of African Wild Dogs.

Personality: Silver tongued, but exceptionally energetic with a dog like enthusiasm for play.

Description: He is a young lion, and a still a bit on the short side. His face is angular, almost aristocratic with a slightly hooked nose and a strong chin that sports a smooth, wispy beard. Thick, slightly bushy blond brows hover over striking turquoise eyes the color of the sea during a clear summer's day. Katura's build is long, lean, and quite slender, though his shoulders and back are thickly muscled. His posture is straight and dignified, with his tail carried unusually high. Pale golden apricot is the color of his rather unkempt pelt, matched with a smooth, bone straight mane of a stunning, almost white ash blonde and a tail tuft of identical color. His forepaws are ringed with off white markings about the toes and bottom of his paws, while his hind paws bear no markings whatsoever. Pale white claws are always extended from his forepaws.

Other: He is the son of Scar and Nala conceived while he reigned as king of the Pridelands. Driven mad by her jealousy over the younger lioness's ability to produce a worthy male heir to the king, Zira steals the cub away and attempts to kill him, but a passing pack of wild dogs sees the attempted murder in progress and intervenes, resulting in a part of Zira's ear being ripped off. Fahari, the alpha, takes note of the tumultuous and dangerous conditions of the Pridelands and decides that it is much too dangerous of a place to raise young ones, and so takes the cub in as one of their own. Because of this, as Katura grows older, he acts more like a dog than a lion, to the point that he even wags his tail when excited.

Picture: Attached.

Featured In: He has been in rps in the now defunct avidgamers community but I don't have any of them saved. =(




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The light of the morning sun struck his eyes like a stone wall and he moaned in response, flopping his shaggy blonde head in the opposite direction. Sighing tiredly he attempted to go back to sleep, only to be rudely awakened by a vicious tug to his tail. “Big brother!! Big brother wake up!” He heard a little female voice yip behind him. He groaned, covering his face with a paw to hide a sleepy smile.

“Sita… The birds have only ‘just’ begun to rise from their nests… Can your big brother yet have a couple more hours in the land of nod…?” In response he felt little paws rest upon his rump coupled with equally tiny teeth nipping at his fur. “Big brother… You promised!” With that he lifted his head and regarded at her with playfully defeated sea green eyes that screamed with the need for sleep. The wild dog pup was literally brimming with energy, her amber eyes glittering with excitement.

“… All right… A promise is a promise after all. Let me go tell mother.” With that he rolled onto his belly and gave a great feline stretch, his back arching as his paws and forelegs embraced the cool earth.

“Yeah!!” Sita yipped happily, her tri-colored, vanilla tipped tail wagging a mile a minute as she bounded around and in between the young lion’s forelegs. He licked the top of her head lovingly and gave her a playful smile. “Shh… There are some here that don’t quite rise with the first rays of the sun Sita…”

She tilted her head and gave him a nervous smile, nodding that she understood before flouncing off ahead of him, her little claws ticking slightly against stones in the ground.

Katura yawned mightily, his dark brown lips stretched over his fearsome canines as he shrugged off the remnants of his fatigue and started trotting towards the entrance of the den, where the alphas took refuge.

“Mother?” He called out quietly. A few moments later a slender figure rose and emerged from the softening darkness.

“... Awake already? I suppose Sita is very excited about today…” Came a gentle voice coupled with a warm nuzzle to his mane. He purred and regarded his mother with warmth and admiration, although the dog was many times smaller than he was. “It’s her first day away from the den mother… Who wouldn’t be?” His mother’s eyes glittered with humor at that and she appraised him with a slightly crooked smile.

“I seem to remember a certain pup who was too terrified to leave my side for even a couple moments for the first few months of his life…” She said, bumping her shoulder playfully against his as his pale golden fur went slightly red. “It’s only because I had the best mother in the world, I never wanted to leave her,” He said, his voice lined with earnest as his mother yipped a laugh and wagged her tail, trotting away from him as Sita began barking at the entrance, eager to leave.

“You have my heart… Be safe today my loves.” She said, yawning slightly as she settled back down next to her mate. In response, the alpha male stirred slightly and turned his head towards Katura, his sleepy visage marked with humor. “Katura… If so much as a hair is missing from the top of Sita’s head, I’ll have yours.” With that he closed his eyes and fell back asleep.

The young lion gulped and gave him a nervous grin. “Will do father… Ehem, let’s go Sita.” With that, the mismatched pair made their way out of the den and into the warm embrace of the morning sun.

[Thegeni99]

i dont know but this really isnt a rp ure the only author

[Nicobey]

ya...but if there is any charicters anyone could be could I be 1 please?...
Edit: but it is a pretty good storey!

[Pixie]

Yeh I'd join this too, can we?

[Katura]

(OOC Lol. Yes. It is an rp dealing directly with the events of Simba's Pride. The only thing my character brings with him is angst and scandal, otherwide the SP premise is essentially the same. Feel free to play whoever you choose.)