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(song of inspiration: www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4r4ly… Haunted by Beyoncé)

If this needs a mature filter, i'll add one, but until someone says so i think it should be ok... >->

Thanks for all the favorites so far!

So yes, this is my entry for albinoraven666fanart 's contest:
Valentines Fun, Mini ContestWell, people have been asking for a contest, so I thought I'd do a small one revolving around February the 14th, AKA Valentines Day. It's that time of the year where gushy couples buy overpriced chocolates, bears and flowers, normal couples say "hey babe is valentines day" "oh is it?" "yeah" "huh... so dinner?" "sure.", and single people say they don't care about valentines day but end up locking themselves in their houses eating gallons of ice cream and watching Army Wives(just kidding, btw, in regard to all of those generic stereotypes). So with that lovely picture painting for you, I'm sure what you can guess will be the theme of this contest! Love! Obsessive, cute, stalkery, creepy, romantic, love....
I don't have a lot of points at the moment, so the reason this is a "mini" contest is because your prizes will only be commissions.
The Premise:
Draw your fursona/OC(if you do not have a fursona) being with one of the males or females in my comic. I don't care if it'

I seriously doubt this entry will win.. but it was fun, plus I heard the song Haunted.. and the idea popped into mind, so obviously I drew it. Story time!

What? I won? XDDD Thanks for all the votes guys ! It was really amazing to see so many people actually liked this! :'D

"A young, brown lioness had been following them.. the male who had taken in the three younger cubs. She followed them for about a week now, she kept her distant in fear of them reacting badly to her - like her father had when he met her with her mother. But she needed food, and the scraps they left behind were enough, along with the ones she'd find scattered around. One day she decided to get a closer look at the group, getting cocky in her ability to sneak without being seen. She got close enough to really see all their features, the older male had ear tufts, something she rarely saw on a lion; she'd call him Ear Tufts. The youngest, newest member (who was maybe a month or so older then she) was a peachy orange toned lion, and he had pretty teal eyes which she'd call him from now on. Another was sandy pelted, pale red tufted cub, he seemed grumpy all the time.. so she'd call him Grumps. But then, she finally saw the cub she'd hope to examine closer... The brown one, he had an interesting tuft on his head, and seemed to intrigue her the most. She didn't have a name for him, for his was the one she wanted to learn one day... -Snap- .. Looking down, she had stepped on a twig, ripping her from her thoughts. She paused, and looked up at the group. They all seemed to keep moving, not noticing, but the brown cub.. he looked over his shoulder.. looked right at her, yet he said nothing to the rest.

A few months later, she still kept her distance. In fact she rarely saw them now, except for when she'd check to make sure she wasn't to close. She was quickly self teaching herself how to hunt small easy things, practicing on butterflies in the mornings. She was stalking a blue one, and leaped for it, but little did she know someone had been on the other side of the tall grass. At the last moment, the butterfly turned the opposite direction and flew off slowly. Leaving Fleur to look up at cognac orbs, and gasp. It was him.. he was here. he looked confused, almost like he wasn't sure what he was seeing when he peered down at her aqua and golden eyes. Her ears flattened, and she pulled away. Apologizing profusely, before turning to run off. He told her to wait, which wasn't intending on doing, but he darted in front of her, blocking her way. That day, she learned his name. "Mnyama." It rolled off her tongue so easily, just as her's off his. From this point on, Mnyama would sneak away to see her. He was bringing more then just scraps.. but entire meals for her. She couldn't thank him enough, but all he wanted in return was to spend time with her. She told him she was to scared to meet his friends, so he respected her, telling her they could wait till she was confident enough to meet them.

With time, she grew more trusting of him and met with the others. They didn't seem to mind her.. in fact they were a little too
friendly at times.. but she let it slide for now. They were all young adults by this point, and she still had yet to meet Mnyama, Mfausi, and Moyo's 'father figure'. She was ok with that, for she didn't quite like the stories Mnyama had told her about him. He seemed like he was training them for something.. something bad, and she didn't like it. But she did like Mnyama, and they spent so much time together, years... until one day he had come to her. He was exhausted from running and bitter with a almost new personality, and told her how Kuendesha planned on moving them closer to somewhere called; "The East Lands". It'd take them a long time to get there, and an even longer time to return to her... She couldn't simply leave to follow them, for Mnyama told her not to follow, to stay with the pride she had found. She didn't understand, and planned on following regardless... but he threatened her. If he found she had followed them, he'd attack her. She was shocked by this, but told him she couldn't just let him go. So they argued to the point of almost getting into a physical fight, then she admitted she loved him. He stopped and started to chuckle, then laugh in a maniacal manner... He said he could never love her, and never would. He turned and walked off "I couldn't love someone so ugly." he said sharply. Little did Fleur know that this was something he was told to say to her, so that she wouldn't come along, even if he was against it.

In his time from her, it drove him crazy... he couldn't take the thought of hurting his one friend in such a way, and thus it turned him cold.

She couldn't trust or love anyone anymore either... she killed to feel something that wasn't there, and often times she did just that. Lured lions with her looks, then once they told her how beautiful she was, she ripped them apart. After all, she was the 'Fleur de la Mort'..."

Fleur and art are (C) Me

Mnyama, Mfausi, Moyo, and Kuendesha (C) albinoraven666fanart

Description
(song of inspiration: www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4r4ly… Haunted by Beyoncé)

If this needs a mature filter, i'll add one, but until someone says so i think it should be ok... >->

Thanks for all the favorites so far!

So yes, this is my entry for albinoraven666fanart 's contest:
Valentines Fun, Mini ContestWell, people have been asking for a contest, so I thought I'd do a small one revolving around February the 14th, AKA Valentines Day. It's that time of the year where gushy couples buy overpriced chocolates, bears and flowers, normal couples say "hey babe is valentines day" "oh is it?" "yeah" "huh... so dinner?" "sure.", and single people say they don't care about valentines day but end up locking themselves in their houses eating gallons of ice cream and watching Army Wives(just kidding, btw, in regard to all of those generic stereotypes). So with that lovely picture painting for you, I'm sure what you can guess will be the theme of this contest! Love! Obsessive, cute, stalkery, creepy, romantic, love....
I don't have a lot of points at the moment, so the reason this is a "mini" contest is because your prizes will only be commissions.
The Premise:
Draw your fursona/OC(if you do not have a fursona) being with one of the males or females in my comic. I don't care if it'

I seriously doubt this entry will win.. but it was fun, plus I heard the song Haunted.. and the idea popped into mind, so obviously I drew it. Story time!

What? I won? XDDD Thanks for all the votes guys ! It was really amazing to see so many people actually liked this! :'D

"A young, brown lioness had been following them.. the male who had taken in the three younger cubs. She followed them for about a week now, she kept her distant in fear of them reacting badly to her - like her father had when he met her with her mother. But she needed food, and the scraps they left behind were enough, along with the ones she'd find scattered around. One day she decided to get a closer look at the group, getting cocky in her ability to sneak without being seen. She got close enough to really see all their features, the older male had ear tufts, something she rarely saw on a lion; she'd call him Ear Tufts. The youngest, newest member (who was maybe a month or so older then she) was a peachy orange toned lion, and he had pretty teal eyes which she'd call him from now on. Another was sandy pelted, pale red tufted cub, he seemed grumpy all the time.. so she'd call him Grumps. But then, she finally saw the cub she'd hope to examine closer... The brown one, he had an interesting tuft on his head, and seemed to intrigue her the most. She didn't have a name for him, for his was the one she wanted to learn one day... -Snap- .. Looking down, she had stepped on a twig, ripping her from her thoughts. She paused, and looked up at the group. They all seemed to keep moving, not noticing, but the brown cub.. he looked over his shoulder.. looked right at her, yet he said nothing to the rest.

A few months later, she still kept her distance. In fact she rarely saw them now, except for when she'd check to make sure she wasn't to close. She was quickly self teaching herself how to hunt small easy things, practicing on butterflies in the mornings. She was stalking a blue one, and leaped for it, but little did she know someone had been on the other side of the tall grass. At the last moment, the butterfly turned the opposite direction and flew off slowly. Leaving Fleur to look up at cognac orbs, and gasp. It was him.. he was here. he looked confused, almost like he wasn't sure what he was seeing when he peered down at her aqua and golden eyes. Her ears flattened, and she pulled away. Apologizing profusely, before turning to run off. He told her to wait, which wasn't intending on doing, but he darted in front of her, blocking her way. That day, she learned his name. "Mnyama." It rolled off her tongue so easily, just as her's off his. From this point on, Mnyama would sneak away to see her. He was bringing more then just scraps.. but entire meals for her. She couldn't thank him enough, but all he wanted in return was to spend time with her. She told him she was to scared to meet his friends, so he respected her, telling her they could wait till she was confident enough to meet them.

With time, she grew more trusting of him and met with the others. They didn't seem to mind her.. in fact they were a little too
friendly at times.. but she let it slide for now. They were all young adults by this point, and she still had yet to meet Mnyama, Mfausi, and Moyo's 'father figure'. She was ok with that, for she didn't quite like the stories Mnyama had told her about him. He seemed like he was training them for something.. something bad, and she didn't like it. But she did like Mnyama, and they spent so much time together, years... until one day he had come to her. He was exhausted from running and bitter with a almost new personality, and told her how Kuendesha planned on moving them closer to somewhere called; "The East Lands". It'd take them a long time to get there, and an even longer time to return to her... She couldn't simply leave to follow them, for Mnyama told her not to follow, to stay with the pride she had found. She didn't understand, and planned on following regardless... but he threatened her. If he found she had followed them, he'd attack her. She was shocked by this, but told him she couldn't just let him go. So they argued to the point of almost getting into a physical fight, then she admitted she loved him. He stopped and started to chuckle, then laugh in a maniacal manner... He said he could never love her, and never would. He turned and walked off "I couldn't love someone so ugly." he said sharply. Little did Fleur know that this was something he was told to say to her, so that she wouldn't come along, even if he was against it.

In his time from her, it drove him crazy... he couldn't take the thought of hurting his one friend in such a way, and thus it turned him cold.

She couldn't trust or love anyone anymore either... she killed to feel something that wasn't there, and often times she did just that. Lured lions with her looks, then once they told her how beautiful she was, she ripped them apart. After all, she was the 'Fleur de la Mort'..."

Fleur and art are (C) Me

Mnyama, Mfausi, Moyo, and Kuendesha (C) albinoraven666fanart