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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2018 4:31 pm
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Sitara wandered the borders. It was one of her turns as a reaver to watch for challengers, and to answer their calls. It was also something she disliked doing. Sitara would rather go out on a viking, meeting lions out there, than be inside the pride answering the calls. She wasn't the friendliest of felines, so doing a job she disliked made her more grumpy.
The dark seer felt the hair on the back of her neck stand. Someone not of this pride approached, or was already near. The enjoyed the gift she had, it made her hyperaware when strangers were near. Now teh question was, where to find them.
Dark as night eyes scanned the area, finally spotting the form of intruder. What was he doing? Lounging around the pride border? If he wasn't even going to challenge, he had no right to be on the border. A male meant problems for everyone.
"WHAT are you doing here?" Sitara growled loudly, to wake the sleeping male from his slumber.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2018 4:47 pm
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Sitara was...always a moody lioness.
Her being on patrol, only doubled that. Her body going through the effects of the famine, quadrupled it. To be concise, Sitara was a mess.
"You were sleeping on our borders." She hissed, stalking up to the male. She didn't care about the gender differences. She was the daughter of a god, and had his size on her side to be intimidating. "Don't get cute with me." She growled. "I am patrolling these lands, to make sure no one enters without a challenge. If you do not wish to do so, there are sleeping spots away from the Myrsky Syntynyt you are welcomed to enjoy." Her eyes darkened as a lip rose.
"Do you wish to turn away, or must I take you as a thrall to be presented to the War Lord. Do not test my patience boy, I normally don't give someone a decision."
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2018 5:43 pm
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Sitara scoffed. God of Sleep? Not even a notable deity. God of War, or God of Warriors, now if he had mentioned them the dark lioness may have had more interest in what the other had to say.
"Is that so then? Which member of the pride has been harboring someone on the border. I am sure the War Lord would love to hear about it." Sitara sneered, eyes narrowing at the news.
The seer found her claws sinking into the dirt at the male's comment. She'd make him run away with his tail between his legs. "Simple." She growled, tail lashing out in annoyance. "You fight. If your opponent, a reaver, captain or War Lord herself, deems your skills worthy enough for entry, you become a ranked member of the pride. You lose, you get out." She snapped.
"Of course a male is allowed to challenge a female." She rolled her eyes at the question.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2018 6:42 pm
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"You see. That is not an option I gave earlier. So not only are you a trespassing lion, you are also one that doesn't listen real well, are you?" Sitara glared at Gudina. "If you wish to challenge for pride entry, you will do so correctly." Right now, the dark lioness wasn't up to answering this male's challenge. Someone else would be on patrol behind her, and they could answer it.
"Turn away now. Return when you are truly ready to challenge for pride entry." She knew the male wasn't ready. After all, he didn't know what a challenge was to begin with. What sort of fair fight would that be.
If Sitara needed a thrall, she could just end this conversation now, put the lion in his place, and take him.
But she didn't. She was too busy to even think about taking a thrall.
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