I want to join! Username: Tanakako
Lion's Name: Njema'mwana
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Down to earth yet carefree, Astante is not one to take offence easily. He loves nothing more than to live life to the full, enjoying every moment and rarely worrying about the future. Though he is certainly not without awareness, even as he is playing he never forgets about those around him, always looking out for their well being. Under the playful, carefree exterior lives a lion who was forged within the strict lines of an old, heavily traditional pride. With his laid-back and friendly personality it is hard to imagine him as a prince, though that is exactly what he is.
.:History:.
Born Zawadi Ya'tatu, the third son of the pride's leaders, the youngster was raised under the full weight of the crown, following in his father's footsteps, expected to rise above all the other pride youths in hunting, philosophy, worship and leadership. To be as his father, a serious, worldly lion who never smiled and rarely praised his cubs, Zawadi grew up as an old mind in a young body. Yet the restrained young cub had one thing he managed to keep from his tutors... He would slip away after his classes were over for the day, and walk the pridelands, not as the
Takatifu Duniani's youngest prince, but as Njema'mwana; son of an elderly couple who mistook the young prince for their dead child. It was not deciet, for he had told them of their mistake the first day they found him, sneeking about the lowest areas of the pride's home, and yet they took him in, begged him to visit when he could and relieve the loneliness. With both close to the end of their lives, he could not find a reason to refuse and thus every few days he would visit them, bringing back kills for them when he was old enough to hunt and simply spending time with them near their den. He made several friends among the poorest members of the pride, none of whom ever saw the young princes and thus, never realised his true identity.
Eventually, his two older brothers rose to become the next Heir and the heir's advisor. For Zawadi, the fact that there was no place for him was a devastating blow, and yet he discovered that he was still expected to do as told, to become a member of the council. He knew he would never be accepted, the council was made up of older lions, their experience raising them above the rest of the pride. Zawadi, doomed forever to live within the shadows of his brothers without any chance to prove himself, finally snapped. One night, after the rest of the pride had fallen asleep, the young male slipped away from his family's den and left the
Takatifu Duniani and vanished into the roguelands, taking the name he had been secretly living under for half his life, Njema'mwana. Assumed dead by his family, the young Zawadi finds himself among the swamps of the Jini-misemi and hopes to take on a new name along with a new life as he finds his own happiness.
.:Notes:.
The markings on his face, tail and hind legs are only found in the royal line of the
Takatifu Duniani pride. He usually tries and hides them under dirt or bits of leaf and grass he picks up.
When it's time, I would like my lion's new name to be: Asante Kwa'maisha - 'Thank you for life' (swahili)
* Has a future swampie-mate waiting.
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