Ok this RP about Kivuli and the life he had. Its gonna be split up into sort of chapters, each chapter will have new characters and new surroundings. Any one can fill the roles and take only a maximum of 3 roles maybe or 5 if you are playing minors. Please PM me if you want roles don't post in here. If you want to add additional characters ask me in the pm and I will add you. Also if you only want a role in he later parts I will pm everyone involved in that part when it begins. Do not take a role if you will not post often. Only take a role if you will play it
Kivuli (all Chapters) - KK
Kings Return (Chapter 1)
Scar- KK
Simba - Mike
Nala - buffypii
Liani - Liltiger
Sykara - Nightybyesparrow
Kokota - Moka
Minor:
Sarabi- Mike
Sarafina - Nightybyesparrow
Kivuli's exile (Chapter 2)
Simba - Mike
Nala - buffypii
Zira - Liltiger
Liani - Liltiger
Sykara - Nightybyesparrow
Kokota - Moka
Minor:
Sarabi - Mike
Sarafini- Nightybyesparrow
The Outlands (Chapter 3)
Zira - Liltiger
Sykara - Nightybyesparrow
Kokota - Moka
Minor:
Nuka - buffypii
Kovu (cub) - Nightybyesparrow
Vitani (cub) - buffypii
Years on the Run (Chapter 4)
Friend:
Maua - Liltiger
Galaxy - KK
Foe:
Zane - KK
Shani - Mike
Darion - Sinchei
Return of the Shadow (Chapter 5)
Simba - Mike
Nala - buffypii
Kovu- Sinchei
Kiara -
Vitani - buffypii
Liani - Liltiger
Sykara - Nightybyesparrow
Kokota - Moka
There are many lions in the Pridelands. Each new season brings new life and tragic loss. This is the story about 1 cub. Me. Kivuli. How I started of so promising, how I was thrown aside, my escape and my return
It was during the early days of Scars reign over the Pridelands I was born. My father was an un-named rogue and my mother was a shady lioness called Saria. We endured hard times, but worse was still to come. Scar took my mother aside one day and ordered her to pick up the slack as she was spending too much time with me, She refused to reject her love for me and was punished with death. However I thought her death was only an accident. For many seasons I smelt the air of lies surrounding my mothers death and I became suspicious. Along with my friends we trained. Not knowing what for but we did so in case it was needed. It was. My story begins again 3 days before the return of Simba, when I was still adolescent