Post by Kiara on Jul 18, 2017 13:25:02 GMT
”Oh! Oh! I can see something moving way over there! It might be a hyena; we’ve got to check it out! True Lion Guard always defends!”
Mwako
Heat, blazing, burning
Species
Lion
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Origin
OC
Territory
The Pride Lands
Pride/Clan
Simba's Pride
Status
Cub; member of Zito’s fake Lion Guard (the keenest of sight)
History
The child of two rogues, Mwako (who was named as such based on her fur colour, which reminded her mother of fire) hasn’t seen an awful lot of her parents over the course of her short life. The couple loved their daughter, but were aware that life as they knew it – always moving from place to place, avoiding other lions whose territory they might tread on, and getting into scrapes when they failed to do so – was no kind of life for a little cub. The mother, however, remembered the Pride of her birth; a pride in a lush land, which was ruled by the kindly king Mufasa, and whose pridesisters wanted for very little. It seemed the perfect place to leave their girl to be raised in safety, while they would drop in from time to time to see her, but not live the tied-down life of the pride.
Granted, by this point, Mufasa was dead and his son was on the throne. Still, Simba was willing to accept another cub into his pride, and Mwako found her new home.
A lively and energetic little thing, Mwako soon found her place within the pride. The absence of her parents bothered her very little – why should it, when she now had plenty of friends her own age? – and she soon proved herself to be especially good at sticking her nose where it wasn’t wanted. Something going on that wasn’t her business? You can bet that she’d be right there, paying very close attention. As such, it soon became clear that Mwako had a good eye for anything going on that she deemed worth investigating; she could pick out something odd going on from a good way away, and you could bet that she’d find herself in the middle of it before long. One might even call her the lion with the keenest sight in the Pride Lands.
So of course, she’d been one of the first on the scene after Kion discovered his roar of the elders. She may have been stalking him from a distance because of a minor crush had just happened to be in the area when she’d seen the clouds doing odd things, things that the prince seemed to be at the centre of. She hadn’t know what it had meant, but still… Mwako just had to tell her friends about it. Zito, of course, had been the first one she filled in – he may have been a bully, but she liked him anyway – and he’d known right away what it had meant. Mwako had been pretty excited; not only was she bound to be picked, it would also give her chance to get close to Kion.
Or, that was the theory, until it came out that Kion hadn’t actually picked lions for his guard. A Lion Guard without lions was a… novel idea, Mwako would grant that, but there was no denying her hopes had been crushed a bit. Sure, she was keen-sighted; but how could she possibly compare to an egret? Luckily for her –though not so much for the rest of the Pride Lands – Zito had a plan of his own and formed a Lion Guard all his own, made of actual lions, and Mwako was happy to be counted in.
Family Tree
Rogue parents; possible unknown siblings
Sample Post
“’Til the Pridelands end…”
“True Lion Guard defends!“ Mwako answered the call with the utmost enthusiasm. Was it a corny idea that they may or may not have pinched from Kion and his Non-Lion Guard? Sure, but that didn’t matter to the orange girl as she sprinted after their brave leader. She’d spotted something from atop the cliff, a minor rockslide, and she’d eagerly reported it to Zito. There could be animals trapped there! It could be their chance to prove themselves!
…granted, the rock slide didn’t look big enough to have seriously harmed anything bigger than a hyrax, but that was beside the point! As Lion Guard, it was their sworn duty to check out every single possible potential danger, and Mwako was only too happy to direct them to each one. Didn’t even occur to the optimistic little cub that her fellows may be getting tired of the wild goose chases she kept sending them off to, when the danger turned out to be no danger at all; she was just pleased as anything to be doing what she thought of as her part.
Mwako
Heat, blazing, burning
Species
Lion
---
Origin
OC
Territory
The Pride Lands
Pride/Clan
Simba's Pride
Status
Cub; member of Zito’s fake Lion Guard (the keenest of sight)
History
The child of two rogues, Mwako (who was named as such based on her fur colour, which reminded her mother of fire) hasn’t seen an awful lot of her parents over the course of her short life. The couple loved their daughter, but were aware that life as they knew it – always moving from place to place, avoiding other lions whose territory they might tread on, and getting into scrapes when they failed to do so – was no kind of life for a little cub. The mother, however, remembered the Pride of her birth; a pride in a lush land, which was ruled by the kindly king Mufasa, and whose pridesisters wanted for very little. It seemed the perfect place to leave their girl to be raised in safety, while they would drop in from time to time to see her, but not live the tied-down life of the pride.
Granted, by this point, Mufasa was dead and his son was on the throne. Still, Simba was willing to accept another cub into his pride, and Mwako found her new home.
A lively and energetic little thing, Mwako soon found her place within the pride. The absence of her parents bothered her very little – why should it, when she now had plenty of friends her own age? – and she soon proved herself to be especially good at sticking her nose where it wasn’t wanted. Something going on that wasn’t her business? You can bet that she’d be right there, paying very close attention. As such, it soon became clear that Mwako had a good eye for anything going on that she deemed worth investigating; she could pick out something odd going on from a good way away, and you could bet that she’d find herself in the middle of it before long. One might even call her the lion with the keenest sight in the Pride Lands.
So of course, she’d been one of the first on the scene after Kion discovered his roar of the elders. She may have been stalking him from a distance because of a minor crush had just happened to be in the area when she’d seen the clouds doing odd things, things that the prince seemed to be at the centre of. She hadn’t know what it had meant, but still… Mwako just had to tell her friends about it. Zito, of course, had been the first one she filled in – he may have been a bully, but she liked him anyway – and he’d known right away what it had meant. Mwako had been pretty excited; not only was she bound to be picked, it would also give her chance to get close to Kion.
Or, that was the theory, until it came out that Kion hadn’t actually picked lions for his guard. A Lion Guard without lions was a… novel idea, Mwako would grant that, but there was no denying her hopes had been crushed a bit. Sure, she was keen-sighted; but how could she possibly compare to an egret? Luckily for her –though not so much for the rest of the Pride Lands – Zito had a plan of his own and formed a Lion Guard all his own, made of actual lions, and Mwako was happy to be counted in.
Family Tree
Rogue parents; possible unknown siblings
Sample Post
“’Til the Pridelands end…”
“True Lion Guard defends!“ Mwako answered the call with the utmost enthusiasm. Was it a corny idea that they may or may not have pinched from Kion and his Non-Lion Guard? Sure, but that didn’t matter to the orange girl as she sprinted after their brave leader. She’d spotted something from atop the cliff, a minor rockslide, and she’d eagerly reported it to Zito. There could be animals trapped there! It could be their chance to prove themselves!
…granted, the rock slide didn’t look big enough to have seriously harmed anything bigger than a hyrax, but that was beside the point! As Lion Guard, it was their sworn duty to check out every single possible potential danger, and Mwako was only too happy to direct them to each one. Didn’t even occur to the optimistic little cub that her fellows may be getting tired of the wild goose chases she kept sending them off to, when the danger turned out to be no danger at all; she was just pleased as anything to be doing what she thought of as her part.
Okay, anyone is up for a plot?
