Learn to read, learn to respectTo begin with - this journal is not directed at my fans, it's merely a general observation I made.
I have just visited a profile page of an artist I know. He posted a journal in which he apologized to his fans for not being able to do requests and art trades, because he was busy in real life. I've seen quite a few people on DA post similar journals, in moods raging from apologetic to furious, so it no longer surprises me. The point is - this particular artist has already posted a similar journal a couple of months ago. Apparently, one journal is not enough. That, or people are analphabets.
For this reasons, I have a big request to everybody - learn to read. Before you ask somebody for a request take your time to do your research. Most artists have stamps saying "I don't do requests", or journals stating that. Some have folders in their galeries destined for "Art for others". Some even have FAQs in which you'll find all the information you need. Trust me, having to answer an obvious que
As Scar is born - contest entryAs scar is bornAs Scar is born - contest entry2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Taka ran into the night, the land in front of her barren and empty. She was out of her father's kingdom, but she couldn't care less. The tears she shed mixed with the blood from the gash the old king gave her, limiting her vision. A part of her was thankful for the physical pain, for it drew her attention away from the sore in her heart. But the other part of her the bigger one hated Uru for what he had done. As the princess ran and her muscles started to burn from exhaustion, her mind filled with the images of her father. His face surrounded by the blood-red mane, as wild as a storm and as destructive as one. But suddenly the mane was not fluffy anymore. All the hair turned into flames, and the lion's face was now twisted in pain, oh so excruciating pain. And then his fur, almost as red as his mane, was soaking wet. Wet with his own blood. Blood dropping to the ground beneath him, dropping in waterfalls. And above it all stood she. She, Taka, laughing lik
Bambi 3: The way of the deerBambi 3: The way of the deer8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: The happy family
The day was simply beautiful. Sunny. Not even a cloud on the sky. It wasn't too hot. A gentle wind blew. And this smell of fresh air… Yes, it had rained yesterday, so it was really nice.
The weather was just perfect for taking a walk around the forest, to see if everything is fine.
Bambi enjoyed the magical atmosphere of his green kingdom. He loved the sight of wonderful high trees around him. He loved the sound of the birds and the torrent. He loved the smell of fresh air and flowers. He loved the feeling of soft grass underneath his feet. He just loved everything about his kingdom and his life.
–Dad! Dad, wait, I'm right behind yoo…!!!!
A small male fawn tripped over and landed with his nose in the flowers. Bambi smiled softly. His son was so adorable. So much like he once was.
–Lato! Are you alright? –a female fawn about Lato's age asked, as s
The culture of the Land of Free LionessesThe culture of the Land of Free LionessesThe culture of the Land of Free Lionesses2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The Land of Free Lionesses consists of a vast mountain range, most commonly known as the Wild Mountains. Little is known about the land, for hardly anybody who entered it managed to get out alive. As for its inhabitants let me put it this way: mothers often warn their cubs that a wild lioness from the mountains will take them away if they misbehave.
A typical lioness of this pride is the size of an average normal lion. Free Females are usually very fit and muscular. Their fur is typically very fluffy. Some of the Free Females grow semi-manes, so they can be mistaken for males by foreigners. The most common coloration is shades of gray, sometimes brown.
The power is passed in female line only. There are queens, and no kings. Almost every male cub born to the pride is killed right after birth. Legend says that the pride used to be ruled by males, who were cruel and treated females like slaves. But one da
The Logic of Lions' AgingThe Logic of Lions' Aging in GreatMarta's TLK-universe (heavily influence by Rinjapine's)The Logic of Lions' Aging2 years ago in Settings More Like This
The general rule is: Lions age like humans do.
- A pregnancy of a lion lasts about a 100 days.
- A lion cub is weaned at 6 months.
- A lion cub can communicate verbally at 2 years of age (I mean the kind of communication that actually makes some sense). Most lionesses raise their cubs to the age of at least 3 before they decide to try for another cub.
- The development of mane differs from lion to lion. A mane tuft should appear by the age of 13, a partial mane by the age of 18, and a full mane by the age of 25. Some lions may already be sprouting a tuft at 7 and a full mane at 18, it depends on many factors (genes, environment, health, etc).
- Both males and females become sexually mature at 18. They may engage in sexual activities earlier, but pregnancy is not possible before the age of 18.
- Both males and females remain fertile their whole life long. A lioness younger than 50 should h
Kiara's reign chapter 5Kiara's reign chapter 52 years ago in Settings More Like This
Most of the lionesses were out on the hunt that morning. The only ones at the dens were the younger cubs and the babysitting lionesses. The older cubs were being trained on how to take care of themselves and how to hunt. Chiku was a mother herself, a first time mother. Her cub was with the other young ones.
The lioness climbed up the cliffs to the largest one above. She made it to the rocky ledge and walked to the big gaping mouth of the cave. Chiku put down the cub at the cave entrance.
"Hello?" she called. Her voice echoed throughout the cavern. Paw steps echoed deep in the cave. They stopped just before the light that reached into the cave, so the figure was still shrouded in a veil of darkness.
"Who is it? Why are you here?" a deep voice boomed from the shadows. Chiku struggled to keep her composure.
"Sir, it's me, Chiku, on my watch, I found something on the banks of the river." She answered. A dark silhouette came closer to the light, but not close eno
Faceless bios -The Spirit PrideThe Sheilding FatherFaceless bios -The Spirit Pride2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Pride Affiliation: Runner Pride (birth) Rogue (choice)
Relations: Mate to Duni; Father to Dhalilasha, Suhaila, Rayha
Sanjari is a white-born cub born to anequally white-born mother in the runner pride and when placed together with his playmates, he instant draws the eye for he is paler than Veldtlanders usually come. The King and Queen are ecstatic, giving the child and his mother the finest of care in hopes that they will stay and contribute their white blood to the royal line via grandchildren.
Sanjari does not enjoy the attention the pride heaps on him and hides away whenever he can, a hard task considering the Veldt's landscape. There were few trees and bushes, so the long grass would have to do, but eventually he outgrew this hiding place as well. As if the lionesses of the pride weren't enough, always wanting to cuddle or cubsit, he'd had to deal with the angry prince Morani. The male did NOT like him one bit, this
TLK3 Revenge OfThe DarkOnes P1TLK3 Revenge OfThe DarkOnes P13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
NOTE: this story is rated between T and M ((Teen and Mature)) so be warned
Worry lingered within the mighty heart of Simba; the king of Pride Rock, as he scanned the Pride Lands seeing the first storm of the rainy season coming near. But, the storm wasn't the king's main worry, it was his daughter Kiara, she had gone into labor with her first cub. Her family surrounding her; her mother Nala, her grandmother Sarabi, and the other Pride lioness' tended to her. Simba knew the lioness' always gave birth to cubs all the time, but this was his daughter and he couldn't help worrying of her safety. It wasn't long until Kovu came out of the den to see how Simba was handling the event.
"So, how are you holding up Simba?" Kovu asked shyly, as he slowly walked up behind the king staring over the land. The wind was throwing both their manes all about, as the king turned looking at Kovu with a smile.
"I'm quite alright Kovu, but how is my daughter? Is she alright?" Simba finished with a wor
Kiara's Reign chapter 1Chapter 1Kiara's Reign chapter 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
Some time had passed since Zira's reign of terror ended. The outlander pride was accepted back into the Pridelands with open arms. The great king Simba's daughter Kiara became mates with the former rogue, Kovu. They had caused a reign of peace between former enemy prides. Kovu was accepted into Simba's family and was taught by Simba himself, how to be a great king. Now Kiara and Kovu were blessed with a family of their own, three beautiful cubs, Koda, Asha and Leah.
Asha was the eldest of the litter, and the most levelheaded cub the pride had seen in a long time. Koda was the middle cub. He had his mother's rebellious spirit, and was a bit headstrong. Leah was the youngest of the litter. Leah had been born with a crippled back left leg, so she always limped when she walked, and couldn't run well. Kovu and Kiara tended to keep her close to home; for fear that she could get into serious trouble with her leg.
It was the beginning of the rainy season in the Pridelands, and Koda a
Sixth DaughterI have known for a long time that there was something wrong with me, for as long as I can remember my mother has given me the same look of disappointment. At first I thought it was because of my clumsiness, but I got better. At my young age I could out climb any pride sister, but still she had the same look on her face.Sixth Daughter2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I then I thought it must be because I am slow and a bit weak, so I trained hard. I made myself stronger and faster than any of the males my age. But still it was not enough to make her stop looking at me with those eyes. Those eyes of hers' that should have held a mothers' love and pride always held that same look. A look that silently but painfully screamed her disappointment in my very being, that I was a failure to her, that I had done something unforgivable, and that I was unlovable. So I thought harder, I was strong, agile, surefooted, fast, tough, enduring what was wrong with me?!
Then I looked closely into the pond, wondering what my flaw was. I looked at th
TLKT: Zira, Queen of ScarThis is a pretty interesting theory, one that I myself have switched between believing and not believing it. However I've settled with one: Zira was the Queen of Scar and this is why:TLKT: Zira, Queen of Scar3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
A scene, an scene from the Final movie, hints at the "deleted" scene called "Kovu's Bug" which can be viewed here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=leiPvxuNop4 . Like "The Lion King" It takes place directly after the Royal cub's presentation and moves onto the villain.
Here Nuka and Vitani report to Zira, telling her Simba's new cub is a girl(note: New cub...Perhaps he had another cub before? Or it may be because Kiara is newborn cub so don't get carried away). Before this happens the scene firmly establishes, no Kovu was not Scar's son but yes he did chose the cub as the next King. Here Zira says it clear as day,
"Yes! Because of Simba! If weren't for him Scar would still be King. And I, Zira his loving devoted Queen"
Now I know what you all are thinking: It's just a deleted scene! That doesn'
The Daggers - Moving OnGalaka's eyes fastened onto the lean and quick form of a female as she danced under heavy paws, slipped between jaws, and somersaulted over the back of a large male, using his weight and power to her own advantage. He allowed a tiny spark of interest, of life, to grace his otherwise dull blue eyes, but there were no smiles to be had from the greying general. The day he found out that the right paw he had danced the dance of death with was his own child, his own blood, he had been enraged. He denied. He made up excuses to soothe his soul, but he ended here anyway. As this.The Daggers - Moving On1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A rock. With no feelings but the deepest of sorrows and the darkest of despair.
A spark of rebellion would flare up every now and then, to defend him from his own accusations. To make him the lion he was before, but it was that lion who had made him what he was now. How could have known that was his child? He was a splitting image of Ledimo! Ice blue eyes, a brown mane, two-colored rings around his eyes while Galaka's
Kiara's Reign chapter 3Chapter 3Kiara's Reign chapter 32 years ago in Settings More Like This
Leah and Asha played for what seemed like hours, they laughed and chased after each other. Leah only tripped twice, which was quite good for her. Leah caught Asha off guard and was able to pin her down. Asha laughed and tried to get up, but Leah held her down, with a very smug look on her face. A drop of rain landed on the back of her head. She got off of her sister and stared up at the grey sky. Asha got up and looked up at the sky as well. Her expression was troubled. Leah looked off to where the others had run off maybe twenty minutes ago. She looked at Asha, who still looked troubled.
"Shouldn't they be back by now?" Leah asked her sister. Asha met Leah's concerned gaze.
"Yeah, and the ravine gets pretty dangerous in the rain." Asha replied. She glanced over at her mother, who had dozed off on the rock with Nala and aunt 'Tani. The tree's branches sheltered them from the now pouring rain. Asha and the others were told to stay at the water hole, so Koda and the others woul
In the Arms of the Great SpiritI have Dreamt of you, every night, every time I slept, for years. I Dreamt of you, Saw you and all that has happened to you, as if I was right there beside you, experiencing it with youand you are the strongest lioness I have ever known.In the Arms of the Great Spirit2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I've had many Visions over the years, ever since I was but a weaned cub not yet out of my spots. It was overwhelming, frightening, at first, especially when I Saw the Future evildoings of Raziya and Korotiik. The mandrills of the Grass Walls helped me make peace with the fact that there was nothing I could do to stop or change these Visions, nor should I try, for the Great Spirit saw fit to take me into His arms, bless me in ways some lions would give their manes for. But these nights as an adult when I am in the arms of the Great Spirit, none of those Visions were quite as vivid as this.
A pale lion with eyes as green as grassthe left obscured by a fringeappears, accompanied by a lioness with an earthen pelt and eyes li