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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 12:22 pm
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“I’ll be back soon, okay mum?” The beige lioness stated, hearing the quick response from the thrall before heading out.
It was true Astrus was fully grown, towering just slightly over the lioness that had borne her, but still she felt she needed to stay at home just a little bit longer. Going on raids did not intrigue the lioness as much. That was more of her brother’s thing, and truth be told, she didn’t know if the Reaver Ciro would be able to handle not only one of Astrid’s kids, but TWO. Not that Astrus would be much trouble.
The lioness padded through the pride, feeling the wind slightly begin to push on her pelt. A storm was a-coming. With it would dismiss another group on a viking, and bring back those who had left previously. Her brother was set to head out on the next trip with Ciro. He was excited, and Astrus was happy for her about it. The blonde streaked female could only imaging what the band would bring back. Tossing her head in a shake, Astrus scouted the pridelands. Her eyes spotted a growing dark male in the distance. With a small smile on her face, the lioness headed towards him, keen for introductions.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2017 3:49 pm
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It's a good day to die. Ah yes, that was the saying the lands had always said. Born from a mother who was a ghostborn, she did not hear the term from that parent. Her father, when around, would use it. Astrus found it a little more difficult to pick up the pride's lingo, staying in the company of her child-like mother. Her brother, Kristanf, on the other hand, would eat, speak, and bleed viking at all hours. It was quite a unique family dynamic, really.
"Indeed." She answered, not knowing if she should have answered with the same response or not. "hmm?" She looked surprised at his statement. "Oh, I like to introduce myself to those I normally don't see! My name is Astrus." She greeted the male. "Saw you here by yourself and thought you might want company?" Astrus was quite a sweet lioness. She would likely never make the trek to become a Reaver. She'd leave that to other members of her family. She was quite content staying within the pride's borders.
"Looks like a storm is coming." She stated, looking towards the darkening clouds.
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2018 9:04 am
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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 9:03 pm
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