

Name: Zuria
Meaning: White and lovely in French
Gender: Female
Species: African lion
Age: Decreased
Appearance: Seen as a white lioness, sleek and smooth. Has slight small hair tuft on elbows, and scruff on hand like Vitani. Tail tip purely white, strong paws. Scruffy cheeks. Oval eyes. Deep interesting blue eyes. And a pridelander nose.
Personality: She is a very determinded lioness. When she has her mind on something she will do what it takes to do it. She has a rather good heart. She knows what is right and what is wrong. When she does something wrong, she is deeply full of guilt. And wants to fix the wrong. She is often the last one to know the truth, being sort of blinded by feelings.
History: Zuria was born in a total entirely white pride. No one in the pride was another color. They were all white. Their pride was called the Pure pride of the clouds in myth. But they were simply called the Pride of white. They were proud, powerful lions, that protected the good of all species from an evil. An evil that came in form of a black lion. They were the enemy, they came in blacks and greys. And were bent on taking over all prides. Making everything black like their souls. Zuria grew up about their horrid tales. Having nightmares about the black lions who ate cubs of their enemies.
But as her young adult years rolled in, growing up and being taught all about how to defend and what is right and what is wrong by the elders. She found herself on her first hunt. Getting lost. She stumbled through brush. Getting mud all over her paws and thorns in her side. She began to panic, breaking into a run. The outcome.. was a raging elephant. Who wanted to stomp her flat. Then a mighty roar bellowed, a dark figure jumped in the way. The elephant shrieked looking at his attacked and ran off, yelling "demon! Demon!"
Zuria turned to face her hero. But she passed out from being plain out frightened what she saw. When she awoke, she found herself in a cave. Being watched from the shadows.
"Are you alright...I brought you food and water..." the voice had told. It was a male voice. And he had told the truth. Some meat and a dried turtle shell filled with water was in front of her. She ate, and heard the story of what happened nexted. Her hero had dragged her to his little cave. But he refused to come from his hiding place. Telling her if she saw him, she would probably be frightened to death. She let that be. After awhile she returned to her pride but had promised to come to him the following night.
Night after night they would talk for hours. Finding themselves in love. They didn't need to even see each other to know they were in love.
When she became a full adult, she found herself pregant. And at war. The light and dark prides were battling intensely, numbers of the dead increased by the day. She wasn't much of a warrior but did her best. Her love had disappeared, which caused some sadness. She grew angry that this war could have been the cause of him running off. Or worse killed....
During the time, though the current king of the pridelands Scar, had gotten a plee from her, as she dared to travel even while she was with child. She begged the king to send help. Providing examples of all the times her pride had helped them. They even let one of their cubs be betrothed to Scar's son Nuka. But even after he promised to send help. None came.
She got promoted to queen when her brother was killed. And was forced with a small group of white lions to find a safe haven. To hide away for while. But during that time her cubs were born. And the truth about her love, came out. The reason he stayed in the shadows. The white lions told her it was okay. They would become lions of balance not of chaos if raised correctly. She was given gifts. But the cubs...
Then they were found. The enemy forcing her to run off alone while the others try to keep them back. To give them a chance. But she was caught. Almost. She got all the way to the river and jumped into the raging abyss. She used all her strength to give her cubs air. And in the end, gave her life to give her cubs a chance.
Relatives: (open)
Crushers: Unknown male
Crush: Unknown male
Cubs: two
Family: (open)
Friends: (Open)