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AUCTION - Princess Amara - CLOSED
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AB: 40$
Her name, Amara, meant "eternal," and there was indeed an ancient, unshakable sadness in her eyes, which were the color of molten gold. She was a lioness princess, and it was evident in every movement she made: graceful, smooth, and reserved. Her mane, if one could call it that, was a delicate shade of sand, with golden highlights, as if the sun's rays had entangled themselves in her hair at dawn. It was not wild and unkempt like that of her lion brothers; rather, it resembled a silken mantle that flowed over her shoulders, framing a delicate yet strong face.
Amara's skin was the color of ivory, with a subtle golden undertone, and it was flawless except for one imperfection—a barely noticeable, thin scar that began just below her left eye and disappeared into her hair at the temple. He was almost invisible if you didn't look closely, but for Amara, he was a constant reminder.
Her eyes were the real giveaway. They were huge, almond-shaped, amber-colored, and always held a deep, almost unearthly tenderness. When she smiled, the corners of her mouth would lift, but her eyes would remain slightly sad, as if she saw something that others did not. This tenderness was her shield and her curse. She could sit for hours, watching the sun's rays play on the wall, or listening to the birdsong, and in those moments, her face would light up with such pure, childlike joy that it seemed as if she had never known pain.
But the pain was there. It lurked deep within, like a shadow in the darkest corners of her soul. Something terrible had happened to Amara when she was just a young lioness. Perhaps it was an attack on her pride, or the loss of someone close to her, or a betrayal that left a lasting impact. The details were blurred, but the feeling of fear, helplessness, and loss was etched into her memory. It was then that the scar appeared, not only on her face but also inside her heart.
This trauma made her incredibly sensitive and compassionate. She felt the pain of others as if it were her own. Amara was the first to comfort a wounded animal, to listen to the sorrows of her subjects, and to notice the slightest hint of sadness on someone's face. She was gentle to a fault, and her tenderness could sometimes feel almost painful. She was afraid of causing pain, of being the cause of someone's suffering, and so she often kept her distance, preferring to observe rather than participate.
When she spoke, her voice was soft and melodious, like the rustling of leaves in the wind. She rarely raised her voice, and even in moments of anger, her words were more sharp than loud. She was intelligent and perceptive, able to see through lion's true motives, but her trauma made her doubt herself, her judgment, and her ability to protect those she loved.
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base credits to mr.dimedrol
Category Auctions / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Lion
Size 2139 x 1723px
File Size 2.41 MB
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