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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 4:12 pm
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After a rather successful Viking in which he had found an interesting selection of bones from a skeleton of some long-dead preybeast, Arwach Môr decided it would be wise to spend some time within the lands he now called home. It was strange to think he had a pride to return to after his adventures, but at the same time it was quite nice. He didn't have to worry about hunting if he didn't wish to, there was always water to drink, and although he wasn't usually one for company, should he wish to chat there were always others around to do just that.
His sister had advised him to get to know some of the pride members so he wouldn't be a lone wolf, so to speak, and he had decided after some thought that she was right. Others needed to know of his aspirations and goals, after all. When he became a Captain he'd need loyal followers to boss around, right?
A rather ethereal lioness caught his eye as he walked and he paused, admiring her pelt from a distance. It almost seemed to glow against the dark ground she was resting on. Deciding she was as good as any to speak to, Arwach headed in her direction.
"I think you missed a spot," he said by way of greeting, nodding to a mildly dirty patch of fur that she probably hadn't gotten to yet.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 4:23 pm
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Pale eyes which had been narrowed in pleasure opened as 'Siersel looked up at her visitor. He wasn't familiar to her on sight, though she supposed he wasn't unattractive. She supposed, based on his looks, that he hadn't been born to the pride, which was also not a bad thing.
"I'm not done yet," she replied. "You, however, need a bath," the lioness informed the male, nodding at his dirt and sweat-covered form. He must have just returned from something - a challenge or a Viking. Or possibly just practice or a scuffle. This was the Myrsky Syntynyt after all, fights weren't that uncommon.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 4:52 pm
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 5:07 pm
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 5:14 pm
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 5:17 pm
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And this was supposed to impress her? That he was rude, crude, and filthy? Versiersel was, frankly, underwhelmed by this arrogant Reaver. Never mind that his rank was technically higher than hers, she was quite confident that one day the pride would recognize the gold and white female's ability.
"That was not an offer," she told the male flatly. "It was a suggestion, but if you'd rather live your life a bachelor, or with other males only, by all means, remain as dirty as you like."
The lioness resumed her cleaning, pointedly ignoring the Reaver before her.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 5:22 pm
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"Ah, the life of a bachelor...it's a very lovely one indeed," Arwach said, lifting his head as he took a deep breath of the air. "No nagging females to bother you, no cubs to worry about...just you, yourself, and the day ahead. Mm. That's the life for me."
He shifted after that, moving to walk by the female as she lay on the ground still. Clearly this was not one that he would befriend. Not that he was looking to befriend anyone, simply make acquaintances. At least she knew who he was, perhaps not by name, but by appearance.
"Perhaps we'll meet again, lady," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm on that last word. "And perhaps I'll be clean enough for your tastes then."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 5:26 pm
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 5:28 pm
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