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[Kinahra]

Um, you can do whatever is easier for you. Just place a link or something to your picture in your first (or every) post after the RP starts.

[Nightstar75]

Lol, I'll just create a new thread to give her description because I have no picture XD and I don't think I will get one made/draw anytime soon.

Btw, when will this RP gonna begin? Since I'll be on vacation, I don't wanna miss the RP, and then jump in at a random moment.

[NightyByeSparrow]

[quote="Nightstar75"]Lol, I'll just create a new thread to give her description because I have no picture XD and I don't think I will get one made/draw anytime soon.

Btw, when will this RP gonna begin? Since I'll be on vacation, I don't wanna miss the RP, and then jump in at a random moment. [/quote]

Okay...I'm on my IPod right now and too lazy to link it xD It is an Outsider, and her thread is in the original character section, under the name Sykara.

[Nightstar75]

Your on your Ipod? XD Cool?

[NightyByeSparrow]

Yeah It's hard to type on this though.

[Nightstar75]

It's hard to type on my mom's BlackBerry when I use it XD and my PSP is hard to use......

[Kinahra]

Yeah, we can probably start. After this post no one is to post replies to join! If you wish to join, send a PM to ME! Also...If I haven't added your character in the first post please PM me with your character's name and who he/she fights for!

This RP is OFFICIALLY OPEN!

[Kinahra]

Staying low in the tall grass was a simple task and Kinahra perfected it. She watched as the antelope grazed and she was ready to pounce.

Kinahra is a pridelander, she's not quite an adult but she's not a kid either. Its her first hunt and she wants to make it count. Getting her muscles ready to launch her towards her prey she growls as she snapes a twig. Shaking her head she starts after the startled animals.

[CheetahCat]

Deep within the Outlands lived a solitary lion, his eyes were paying more attention to the distance in front of him, more so the horizon. The morning sun, the Great Circle Of Life was making its presence known within the Outlands. Sirom, a lonesome rogue lion was seated upon one of the warm boulders that were heated up by the sun. A low sounding sigh escaped the young lion's ebony muzzle lips as he took a chance to look around his surroundings. Last night was already stressful for him, seeing how he wasn't able to salvage any food from other lion's kills and the lack of energy was making him feel debilitate. His dark brown colored mane swayed in a random pattern from the morning breeze as he moved up on all fours, stretching out both forelegs for a much needed stretch. Even with the lack of energy and sleep, Sirom was still capable of being alert and getting through the day. However, if he was going to keep this up, great consequences will pay for him later.

The Outlands isn't one of his favorite spots to be and seeing how the Pride Lands were accompany by a strict pride, Sirom knew too well not to invade another lion's territory. He hasn't seen any other lion or lioness roaming around these Outlands and the lack of company made life a bit monotonous. Without wasting anymore time, Sirom's eyes fixated upon one of the only waterholes in the Outlands as he headed off in that direction. The Outlands is definitely one of the hardest places to live. With the lack of food and water, life was becoming too difficult for any lion to survive in these lands, let alone any sort of animal that were to be around these parts of inanimate lands. Upon reaching the waterhole, Sirom raised a brow and took notice of the dirty like water and shook his head. He wished it'll rain soon in the future, in hopes for a fresh batch of water to quench his thirst, instead of something that was more contaminated. Knowing he had no better choice, Sirom shrugged his broad shoulders and leaned down to take a few licks. As expected, the taste of the water wasn't satisfying and the after taste was horrible and disgusting. It tasted like a mixture of antelope and zebra that have been deceased for a few days and left in the waterhole for eternity.

Sirom licked over his muzzle lips a few times, allowing his furry brown mane to cover over his brown eyes partially as he took a seat beside the polluted waterhole. Who knows, a new furry face might show within these lands and probably give him a new acquaintance and possibly another lion or lioness to accompany him.

[Mike]

Shani was up early, and headed for the only waterhole in the area as was his custom in mornings. He glared at the sun, knowing that it promised yet another day of unbearable heat and blinding light in the barren, desert-like outlands. It irked him to know that only a short distance away, Simba's pride was waking up to a glorious morning in the lap of luxury with anything a lion could ask for and more.

He shook his mane wearily. He was a powerful lion, but his lionesses were often weak from lack of food, whereas Simba's pride had grown strong and large feasting on the plentiful herds of the pridelands. Idly he wondered if Simba would really notice or risk open war if he and his pride were to move in and steal a few antelope here and there. Probably Simba would retaliate, Shani was forced to conclude. With Kovu at his side, Shani was outnumbered and probably outmatched. It wasn't likely that he could take both lions even if his pride was strong enough to withstand the lionesses under Nala's command.

Lost in these idle thoughts Shani didn't notice that there was a figure at the waterhole until he was almost upon him. The strange lion was well built, but was showing the signs of wear that Shani was used to seeing on in his Exiles. His first instinct was to chase the stranger away, but quickly realized the benefits of another lion in his pride. Shani was determined to make this stranger a part of his pride. He covered the final distance to sit next to the stranger.

"Filthy water." He said gruffly, before launching into an introduction. "I'm Shani, I lead the Exiles in these parts. I don't know your face. Who are you?"