DH Jitu Application

Name: Jitu (Meaning “Giant/Large” in the Swahili language)

Pride:

Nafasi Coalition (Formerly)

🟢Ufalme (Currently)

Rank: Slave

Age: Seasoned Adult

Sex/Gender: Male

Size: HUGE

Species: Lion

Mutations(s): Maneless Male

Injuries: N/A

Personality:

➕Colorful language

➕Confident

➕Independent

➕Observant

➖ Aggressive

➖ Blunt

➖ Monstrous

➖ Prejudiced

Relationships:

Lord Baharini (Friend/has a fun frenemy type  relationship)

Gahigi (Friend)

Mitali (best friend)

History:

Born into the Utiko Pride to Akilina and his father, Ofir. The pride is ruled by his Uncle Suwesi.

Jitu was born a monster, you see he had the rare condition of being born with a parasitic twin attracted to face. Which was removed later in life although giving him a massive scar in return. Even with the parasite removed, Jitu still heard it’s voice within his head leading him to slowly go mad over time. Upon coming off age, Jitu was tasked by his uncle to go and start a pride of his own “spread your bloodline” his uncle and cousin had told them as the trio would walk to the territory boarders where his parents were waiting with final words and tearful goodbyes.

Time passes and he wandered the land where he would eventually meet the coalition a group of with a lioness as their leader. The coalition was like a mock lion guard, the premise, to help others in need but not from the goodness of their hearts but for the duty and respect of the land they call home. With it comes the rewards of food and gaining favor of those they help.

When the call for aid from a nearby pride reaches the groups ears they go to check it out. That was their mistake, their downfall as this would be apparent by meeting the leader of the pride, Akil and his brother Jabali. It was Jitu they were after, an asset they said, someone as large and powerful as Jitu would fit well into their way of life. The only catch was Jitu’s heathy respect and loyalty to his group of friends but mostly to Mitali.

And he sure as hell wasn’t going to budge.

Baharini was the first to go down, through a slew of curses from his homeland that would leave his bloodstained lips. Next was the old hunter, Gahigi with the crack of flesh meeting the back of his skull. Both unconscious because death would be a kinder fate to them then what was to come but the kings were far from merciful at least the younger one was. Jitu wasn’t sure what happened next only he saw the boys advancing towards Mitali and all he saw was red. They should have been slaughtered under his rage, his monstrous power but it was he who was in turn. Not by physical but by mental. Fucking bargain chips, a life shouldn’t be that. Just a plaything for the pair with the lives of his friends on the line Jitu has no choice but to serve under them.

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