The birth of the evil seeds
After finding out that the pink lioness was pregnant her 'mate' treated her to a rather nasty breakup. Nasty enough inface to force herself into exile, believing that no one could ever look at her the same way ever again. She believed she was completly alone in the world and missed home so much she imagened that she saw the big mass of her father in the distance at times, but when she gave it a second look the white blob had disappeared. Floria spent everyday of her pregnancy picking off of food that had been left behind by other lions or that had died from seemingly natural causes, though luckily she had always found it in the nick of time, while beating herself up mentally about things she should have done differently. Her fire had completly died in her eyes, nothing was left but a blank cold stare, it had gotten so bad that the color in her pelt was more pale than normal. She was nothing now, until the cubs came. For the birth she was completly alone and half wished the cubs would come out dead, but knew that they moved around way too much for that dream to become a realtiy. The first cub that came out was a little girl, black body, pink belly, silver markings under her eyes and little spots that Floria and her mother shared on her nose and bottoms of her ears, however, there were rose's on her hine knees with tribal markings beneath them and a single tailfeather like her father's. Dispite her feelings towards the male sperm donator, she cleaned off the female while undergoing contractions for the next cub. When it came out, she realized quickly that it was a darker pink male with what was going to be a red mane, her black spots on his cheeks and her single empty stripe outlines on both of his paws and one around his tail which unfortunatly also had a single tailfeather, he as well had two roses on him with tribal markings beneath them. He reminded her the most of herself and she was a little warmer to him while cleaning him off than she was the first female, though she was beginning to see herself in her as well. The last cub's contractions didn't even start until the other two cubs were beginning to feed, these were more harsh than the rest though. This cub was FIGHTING to stay in, not wanting to be born as much as Floria didn't want it to. But when he finally did, the male looked absolutly nothing like Floria accept for those same leapord like spots on his back, 3 feathered tail, and striped paws. There was no mistaking this cub for his father's son, and not a rose on him in sight. To make up for this she placed a blue flower, the first she could reach behind his ear.
Little did she know that she was never alone. The enitre time that she was on her own she was being watched by Lancelot's goon, Xanthus and his pet Female. Each time she saw a white blob he thought they were caught but luckily she never investigated. Once the cubs were born and Floria had passed out from the pain, Xanthus snuck over to the little cave and though he was growled at by the last born cub, he inspected the three cubs and left his pet to watch over them and make sure Floria always found food until she was able to do it on her own. Then he ran off to report to Lancelot.
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