02-22-2020, 03:27 AM
A male lion, not yet adult but grown out of childish behavior, sits on the very border of The Pitt. There he waits with practiced patience. Truly the only thing that suggested he was alive at all was the slight movement from discomforting heat. His curly, disheveled mane did little to help and so the male shifted as waves of rising temperature constantly bugged him.
Still, Clover dealt with it as he waited. His fur was a faded cream with hints of warmer tones, auburn, red, orange, and the like. His entire look could only be described as a mess, as the male obviously didn’t bother with his appearance. A slouched posture and a frankly sickly look was clear. Still, he had a lazy smile on his face. Clover had gotten to his destination with minimal trouble and all he had to do was wait...
Welp, waiting was boring and there really wasn’t much else to do. With a prompt huff, Clover laid down on the hot ground. Practiced patience truly didn’t matter if there was really no reason to be patient. With that thought, Clover closed his eyes and went to sleep. He figured that with his amazing luck, he would be fine.
His life was odd in that way. While things didn’t always seem to work out as he plans, it usually works into some sort of advantage. It doesn’t mean he is invincible by any means, it just means that if he doesn’t act completely stupid then he won’t die. Well...Clover isn’t stupid by any means.
He just happens to be a little strange.
Still, Clover dealt with it as he waited. His fur was a faded cream with hints of warmer tones, auburn, red, orange, and the like. His entire look could only be described as a mess, as the male obviously didn’t bother with his appearance. A slouched posture and a frankly sickly look was clear. Still, he had a lazy smile on his face. Clover had gotten to his destination with minimal trouble and all he had to do was wait...
Welp, waiting was boring and there really wasn’t much else to do. With a prompt huff, Clover laid down on the hot ground. Practiced patience truly didn’t matter if there was really no reason to be patient. With that thought, Clover closed his eyes and went to sleep. He figured that with his amazing luck, he would be fine.
His life was odd in that way. While things didn’t always seem to work out as he plans, it usually works into some sort of advantage. It doesn’t mean he is invincible by any means, it just means that if he doesn’t act completely stupid then he won’t die. Well...Clover isn’t stupid by any means.
He just happens to be a little strange.