The Desert Kingdom (New Thread; OPEN)

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In the beginning there was only the Nun. The Nun was everything and nothing, all potential and no form: the waters of chaos.

From the Nun rose the very first mound of black, fertile earth, and upon that mound grew a lotus. Its delicate petals opened to reveal a perfectly formed babe nestled in its center.

The babe was Atum long before he came amongst gods and men as Re. Self created, Atum was alone with the waters of chaos.

Then, with a single word, he spoke and created everything: "Be."

Table of Contents
-=Welcome=-
-=Pride Location=-
-=Application/Rules=-
-=Roles/Members=-
-=Allies/Enemies=-
-=Acknowledgement=-

Special Note: Mika'il and Sakhmet are owned by Twizted_Soul. She has been kind enough to bestow the RP rights for a few of her lovlies to me, whom I shall play as faithfully as I am able.
 

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Table of Contents
-=Welcome=-
-=Pride Location=-
-=Application/Rules=-
-=Roles/Members=-
-=Allies/Enemies=-
-=Acknowledgement=-



-= Current Weather : Mildly hot, with a few clouds on the horizon...

The Desert Kingdom is set in the crook of a flowing river and the steady lake. Here fertile river and lake banks frame the nor'western borders of the large Pride. Lush palms, reeds, and grass flow into a dry grassland and then the large desert. This Pride relies on the migratory patterns of the prey, water animals and fish for it's sustence.

In the morning the Desert Kingdom is pleasantly warm, climbing to a scorching heat during mid-afternoon and settling back into the warmth in the evening before plunging to an icy chill at night. The breezes off the river and lake help keep the dry grassland at a comfortable temperature, yet going too far away will subject any lion to the deserts true force.

Scorpions and snakes are the Prides only true enemies, for the hyena's steer clear of the desert.





Nestled near the river banks to the North are a set of old ruins in which Desert Kingdom is centered around. These massive buildings are the Prides' caves. The open expanses of the ruins provide any cubs with a fantastical playground.

 

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Table of Contents
-=Welcome=-
-=Pride Location=-
-=Application/Rules=-
-=Roles/Members=-
-=Allies/Enemies=-
-=Acknowledgement=-

Please PM the application to me with "The Desert Kingdom Application" in the title to join the thread. Roleplay your lion/lioness meeting with Mika'il to earn full membership. Thank you!

The Desert Kingdom Application

Name: Name here
Gender: Gender here
Relations: Relations Here
Rank: See Ranking List
Mate: Mate's name here
Skills: Skills here
History: History here
Personality: Personality here

The Pride Rules

Pride Rules
- Males are allowed into the Pride.
- They may leave when they reach maturity, or become Pride Brothers.
- Females must ask permission before leaving the pride, and give a reason.
- The king has the right to challenge anyone he sees as a threat.
- There will be no killing of lions
- None have the right to Challenge for Kingship
- Elders/Leaders shall be respected, and give Respect

 

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Table of Contents
-=Welcome=-
-=Pride Location=-
-=Application/Rules=-
-=Roles/Members=-
-=Allies/Enemies=-
-=Acknowledgement=-

Ranking List

King - Filled =- Mika'il
Role: To protect the Pride, lead, patrol lands.
Queen - Filled =- Kish'ya
Role: Lead Hunt if necessary, lead, support king, patrol, tend heirs, help other members.
Advisor: Open
Role: Elder who advises the king, witnesses treaties and alliances.
Shaman: Open
Role: Tribe/Prides Healer. This Lioness oversees birthing, and will tend wounded, sick, or dying lions in the hopes of reviving them.
Royals: Open
Role: Princes, Princesses who are Teens or Cubs, and don't have another Pride Ranking
Hunt Mistress: Open
Role: Leads the Hunt, plans and executes it.
Lead Warrior: Open
Role: King's Second, Leads Warriors against Hyenas and other enemies.
Hunt Sisters: Open
Role: Aid the Hunt Mistress, follow her directions, help her bring down the kill. Also help bring it back, and teach cubs to hunt.
Warriors: Open
Role: Males that aid the king and help guard the females from any unwanted guests.
Den Sisters: Open
Role: Help the den mother with the cubs and kittens. They are also in charge of keeping the main cave safe and clean.
Scouts: Open
Role: Patrol the territory warding off any unwanted guests and potentially dangerous enemies when the King cannot, or Scout along with the King.
Pride Sisters:Open
Role:Help out when needed. Cub Sitting, Hunting, Teaching Cubs, Cleaning, Scouting, etc. They need to be able to do anything.

The Desert Kingdom Members

Name: Mika'il
Gender: Male
Relations: Jager (son), Sakhmet (daughter), Illitashia (mother), Akintunde (father), Amirah (sister), Akitana (sister), Salania (niece), Adit Akash (nephew), Hinhallow (nephew), Issaria (niece), Essence (half-brother), Jayvyn (half-brother), Shairi (half-sister), Lilac Wish (half-sister), Spencer (half-brother), Crow Wonka (half-brother), Alaula (half-sister), Natalia (half-sister), Arien (half-brother), Rhys (half-brother)
Rank: King
Mate: N/A
Skills: Quick-thinking, Fishing
History: Born to the Rogue Queen, Illitashia out of 'wedlock' with the Silver King, Akintunde; Mika is the only male out of a group of three females. Ever since he was a cub he dreamed of giving his mother and sisters a land of their, under his protection. As he grew he watched how Rackna ruled his Pride and learned. He is a fair and wise ruler, seeking to rule through kinship then fear.
Personality: At first glance Mika'il may seem to be a pompous, old-fashioned, over bearing brat, but on the second you can see that he really cares for his family. Being the only male in a group of females, he takes his role seriously. He will defend his family from anything, laying his life on the line for their safety. To his sisters he may seem overprotective but that is his way of showing his love.

The Desert Kingdom Members

Name: Kish'ya
Gender: Female
Relations: None
Rank: N/A for now
Mate: N/A
Skills: Unknown
History: Coming soon
Personality: She's very friendly, sometimes overly so. Playing is her favorite thing to do, esoecially with others her age. She's kind, never wanting to hurt anyone for any reason.

The Desert Kingdom Members

Name: Red XIII
Gender: Male
Relations: N/A
Rank: Cub
Mate: N/A
Skills: Manners
History: His father was apparently killed during a great pride war. While he was not the heir to the pride, he decided to leave and strengthen himself before returning to his home to avenge his father's death.
Personality: His intelligence well exceeds his age, but he tends to react too quickly to situations. He is extremely loyal to everyone he cares about, and would be willing to die to save their lives.

 

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Table of Contents
-=Welcome=-
-=Pride Location=-
-=Application/Rules=-
-=Roles/Members=-
-=Allies/Enemies=-
-=Acknowledgement=-

The Desert Kingdom Allies

Pride: Rackna's Pride

The Desert Kingdom Enemies

N/A

 

[frayedflower]

Twizted: For entrusting me to RP Sakhmet, and for allowing me use of the old thread's banners and layout.

Lat: For creating these lovely banners in the first place.

 

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~reserved~

 

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The desert princess had come to settle atop one of the pride's many rocky ruins, watching the star-riddled sky with a fond little smile. She never tired of sights such as these; it was one of many things she loved about her home. The vast ruins, the feel of the sand beneath her paws, the cooling comfort of the oasis... everything. She'd not have traded it, or her pride, for the world.

Even so...

Sakhmet found her gaze trailing into the darkness, towards where she knew the borders lay. She loved her home... but that didn't stop her from wondering. The princess had an insatiable curiousity to her, a sense of wanderlust that had grown with age, though she'd long since learned to keep it in check. Though much time had passed, long enough now for her to grow from a mere kitten to a full fledged lioness, she knew her father's heart still ached heavily from the loss of her mother and sibling. His protectiveness over his remaining bordered on stifling at times, but she bore it with a smile. Sakmet cared deeply for her father, and the last thing she wanted to do was bring more pain to him.

It didn't stop her from wondering... how different would things have been if their family had remained as one...?

Mika'il was curled at the base of the strange statue, dozing. This was a place he often came to rest nowadays. The king's days were growing easier, slowly, with the passage of time. His duties as a king, as a father, were enough to keep his mind occupied. He was pressing forward as best he knew how, though it was more of a struggle than he cared to admit to. It was nights that had proven to be difficult. The oddly comforting nature of the stone creature had proved invaluable since he had lost his love, dulling the ache of his broken heart. Enough to settle his mind for a peaceful night's rest.

But even then, Mika'il's dreams were haunted by images of a beautiful magenta lioness, a son whose life he'd had no part in. The dreams themselves were wonderful... it was waking up to a world without them that sent a fresh dagger plunging into his heart, leaving the gaping wound raw and open. Who knew if he'd ever truly recover?  

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((Posting up the RP Twizted and Alex did, then sorting out where to go from there, yus. *nod* :3))

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[Mika'il] *he reclined in the shade of the goat-headed statue. Stared out over the great expanse of the desert. His tail feathers brushed over his nose, swaying gently back and forth. He was lonely, heartbroken... His daughter was here, easing away some of the pain. It wasn't enough...*

Kish'ya sighed heavily, glancing over the small cliff and down at her king. something didn't seem right with him lately, but she was too afraid to ask what.

It seemed that melancholy was commonplace around here... So the lioness decided that it was time she tried to cure such an affliciton, starting with the king. Heavily, she stood, slinking down the cliff and approaching Mika'il. She gave a bow, "Good afternoon, my King."

[Mika] *he raised his head, tail now curling about his forepaws* Hello Kish'ya. *the smile was dim, but genuine* How have you been faring in Desert Kingdom?

Kish'ya waited a moment before tentatively taking a seat a few feet from her king. It seemed to strained. "Very well, though only because I've had a younger 'sibling' to take care of me." She giggled at these words, remembering various failed hunting trips, and Red always making sure to bring her some food from his trips. "And how have you been?" Ah, the real question was now drawn...

[Mika'il] *hesitates, staring down at the sandstone slabs* I have been... fine. I need to stop neglecting my pride. *pushes himself up into a sitting position*

Kish'ya shrugged. She couldn't verbally deny it - that would be lying. Instead, she attempted another approach, "I'm not sure I believe your statement, but you are ym king, therefore I am inclined ot despite my inner beliefs." Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Her heart was pounding! Red would have smacked her before she even thought of coming down. Too late now. Can't bail. Have ot make sure Not to let this get the better of me. He's my king, and has cubs. Yeah - keep thinking of the cubs.

Cubs that were now adults. One that wasn't even there. He watched her. His friend since she was a baby. A female who had stayed when he had been gone. "You're right, I don't believe myself." His smile was sad.

The lioness made to rise and move closer, but hesitated, and ultimately stayed put. "Well, that's not a good attitude to have." She gestured with her tail before curling it around her paws, "You're the king of a beautiful pride, and the father of two cubs, now grown. You should be ecstatic with your life... What' wrong?"

Mika smiled softly. "I am proud of Sakhmet. Her brother... I have not seen since he was born." Black eyes surveyed his kingdom. "The Queen... the former Queen... she didn't return. The Pride is Queenless." It hurt that the female he had thought of as mate had not come back here. Had disappeared.

Ah, yes, Kish'ya had had a feeling thisas true, but wanted ot believe otherwise. She oculdn't imagine how much this had hurt Mika'il... Even though her body urged her forward to nuzzle the king to comfort him, she reisted. No, no, wrong time. Bad time. Inappropriate! She simply bowed hre head, "...I'm sorry to hear such news. I didn't mean to bring up such things..."

"This would have come up at some point." Mika said softly. Smiled at Kish'ya. "I am grateful I have you here." The lioness might resist nuzzling the King, but the King had no problem nuzzling her. "Have you hunted today?"

Kish'ya Blushed, but had to chuckle at him, "Oh, my last few hunting trips were a disaster..." she gestured to a wide scar on the back of her right foreleg - an obvious hunting trip gone wrong. "Sp I guess my answer would be... no..." she giggled again. Oops - the truth was out.

He grinned. A real one. "Hunt with me?" Claws scrapped across the sandstone. Mika hadn't hunted in a long time. Hadn't wanted to. Now he did. Kish'ya was making him feel better. Easing a bit of the ache away.

Kish'ya winked, "As long as I don't get killed, I'd be happy to. We can't starve." She giggled - this was so relaxing! She could fel the dark cloud over the pride easing up, even if just a slight bit. A little bit is all they needed right now...

 

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Not such a far reach across the sands of the pride, the desert princess had come to warily trail the male at a distance. Her eyes were narrowed, tail twitching thoughtfully.

There was no denying her curiousity. Barring those within her own pride (a grand total of two), Sahkmet hadn't encountered many males since her days as a mewing kitten. And those were long past, memories blurring and melding together over the course of time.

But her father's words were loud and clear as ever, and that rang especially true when it came to males. Especially strange ones who came trouncing into the pride like they owned the place. Not even so much as a roar to announce himself. No matter how curious she may have been, her father's wishes came first.

True, this one was... familiar, in a strange sort of way... but it had been too long, and much had changed since then. It was little more than a nagging itch at the back of her mind.

She turned on her heel, hoping she hadn't been spotted as she made for the depths of the ruins. A roar, especially this near the stranger, would only draw attention to herself -- the male had stopped moving, and she could only hope he stayed put as she went to seek out Mika'il face-to-face. Knowing her father, he wouldn't be far from the goat-headed statue he seemed so fond of.

Or she hoped not.