
Death and Life couple adopt - open
1. Death - open
Sb: €35/$40
MI: €5/$5
2. Life - open
SB: €40/$45
MI: €5/$5
AB for both: €200/$210 > bonus: 2 cubs for them
- auction ends 24 hours after SB, immediantly by AB
- no refund
- No hidden or deleted comment
- Reply to highest bid to bid on them.
They met in a place between silence and song — not as gods, not as forces, but as two lions with names no one ever spoke aloud. Everyone just called them Death and Life.
Death is the red lion — intense, quiet, and unflinching. He doesn’t kill for cruelty. He kills because it fascinates him. The stillness afterward, the final breath, the quiet beauty in surrender… it’s the only thing that ever made sense to him. Some say he was born with that hunger, others say he learned it from the harshness of the wild. Either way, Death walks with sharp eyes and heavy steps, and he never apologizes for who he is.
Life is the lion with flowers in his mane — gentle, curious, and brimming with wonder. He doesn’t run from Death; in fact, he chose to stay by his side. Life sees beauty in everything — how grass bends in the wind, how cubs stumble on unsure legs, how the sun filters through leaves. He doesn’t ignore pain or loss. He simply chooses to focus on what grows, not what ends.
They don’t always agree.
Sometimes Life pleads with Death to spare the weak, and sometimes Death scorns Life’s endless hope. But in the quiet moments, they sit together under the stars. Death will listen as Life talks about a bird he watched hatch that morning. And Life will watch as Death, without a word, lets a dying creature go gently.
They don’t change each other.
They just understand each other. In a way no one else ever could.
They are not good or evil. Not heroes or villains. Just two souls — one drawn to endings, the other to beginnings — who chose to walk the same path.
Together.
Sb: €35/$40
MI: €5/$5
2. Life - open
SB: €40/$45
MI: €5/$5
AB for both: €200/$210 > bonus: 2 cubs for them
- auction ends 24 hours after SB, immediantly by AB
- no refund
- No hidden or deleted comment
- Reply to highest bid to bid on them.
They met in a place between silence and song — not as gods, not as forces, but as two lions with names no one ever spoke aloud. Everyone just called them Death and Life.
Death is the red lion — intense, quiet, and unflinching. He doesn’t kill for cruelty. He kills because it fascinates him. The stillness afterward, the final breath, the quiet beauty in surrender… it’s the only thing that ever made sense to him. Some say he was born with that hunger, others say he learned it from the harshness of the wild. Either way, Death walks with sharp eyes and heavy steps, and he never apologizes for who he is.
Life is the lion with flowers in his mane — gentle, curious, and brimming with wonder. He doesn’t run from Death; in fact, he chose to stay by his side. Life sees beauty in everything — how grass bends in the wind, how cubs stumble on unsure legs, how the sun filters through leaves. He doesn’t ignore pain or loss. He simply chooses to focus on what grows, not what ends.
They don’t always agree.
Sometimes Life pleads with Death to spare the weak, and sometimes Death scorns Life’s endless hope. But in the quiet moments, they sit together under the stars. Death will listen as Life talks about a bird he watched hatch that morning. And Life will watch as Death, without a word, lets a dying creature go gently.
They don’t change each other.
They just understand each other. In a way no one else ever could.
They are not good or evil. Not heroes or villains. Just two souls — one drawn to endings, the other to beginnings — who chose to walk the same path.
Together.
Category All / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 2766 x 1332px
File Size 1.54 MB
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