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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:13 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:20 pm
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Umochozi was just getting adjusted to life within the Stormborn. He had only joined recently after a pleasant rendezvous with a female, and after chasing his sister into these lands. He had yet to reunite with her, which was strange considering they were both within the same pride now. In due time he would find her, and they would figure out what they were going to do with their lives. Njia had left her mother behind, but Elea had always been a capable lioness. Umochozi was not worried about her, rather he was worried about what Njia would do with her newfound freedom.
He supposed he wasn't doing much more with his.
That day he had been looking for her, but she wasn't around the dens. Did she already join a viking band? He didn't think she was the type to enjoy that sort of thing, but she was a driven lioness. If she put her mind towards something, she would excel in it. At least she had Javik - he would keep her on the right path.
Umochozi was to the point that he had given up, and was now just observing the ongoings of the pride. He still felt a little bit like an outsider - perhaps he would try and find Astrus later and reacquaint himself with her. Until then... He paused, seeing a lone lioness with a pleasantly pale pelt with almost stone-like markings. He was finding himself to be partial to the more pale ladies, and seeing how she was alone and looked lonely... there surely was no harm in introducing himself.
"Well, hello there."
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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:20 pm
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He was so accustomed to having to woo females and chase them, that he was rather surprised when the lioness greeted him with an overtly flirty tone. Well, he definitely enjoyed that. While he had intended to just sit and chat with a pretty lioness, the way she spoke to him sparked some hope that perhaps they could do more than just talk. Umo stopped his approach, watching her through a curious rose-tinted gaze. His interest was captured, and he was certainly intrigued by the female.
"Umochozi," he answered her, an easy, confident smile upon his face. What male wouldn't feel confident with a pretty female in their presence? He inclined his head towards her, purple-tinted mane falling over his eyes. "A pleasure to meet you," he purred. Umo resisted being too forward with her. If she came on strong, there was no need to push it. He'd wait and see how the situation played out. He was sure she'd let him know.
"Risa," her name was purred, his voice smooth and deep, "do I look like a thrall to you?" That was the only answer she needed. He had challenged his way into the pride, and had won. What laid before him now was a bounty of beauties and the sweet salty taste of freedom from his old life's burdens.
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AstoriaFallen
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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:20 pm
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Well, she was certainly forward. Umochozi wasn't the type to turn away a female in need, however. He enjoyed the company and all that came with it. If a pretty tail came his way, he was sure to chase it down until the owner caved to him. The fact that there was very little chase involved was appealing. She was confident, knew what she liked, and so he could indulge her in a couple of games. He more than certainly would be free game for her. Umo had no idea why she tried to conceal it. Her actions spoke louder than words.
A game was intriguing, and he knew now there was no way he was reading her intentions wrong. Her words were laced with seduction - there was only one way a game would play out between them. But, knowing the final verdict hardly made the journey boring. Rather, Umo was interested in what she had to offer.
Emboldened by her words, he stepped forward, bringing his lips close to her ears to whisper to her in private. Not that it mattered, there wasn't anyone around them. The intimacy of the act, however, was not one he could pass up. "We could," he teased, unsheathing a claw and tenderly dragging it down her spine. He was not quite willing to pass up his newfound dominance. This was a pride that seemed to value it, and he would not give it up. "I'm far more interested, however, in what you could do to please me..." She may not go for it,
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AstoriaFallen
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AstoriaFallen
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:21 pm
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The feel of her paw against his throat was exhilirating. There wasn't enough pressure to harm him - his thick mane was enough to protect him from the bite of her claws and the force she pressed into him. This was a game he had never played before. He had to tempt and bribe his first conquest into giving into him, but here was a female who was ready to give it all up if he just fought for it. So, fight he would.
He held his ground, refusing to let her have her way and make him cower at her ferocity. Rather, it inticed him. "Good," he purred and stepped forward. Even with her paw pressed against his throat, he pushed forward, hoping to back her up, make her give way to him like he knew now that she inevitably would. It was a new game, but he was a quick learner.
Either she would let go of him now, or hold on to the little bit of power left that she had over him. Her resolve would crumble eventually. "You wouldn't be so much fun if you didn't give me a challenge. But, don't worry, I'll take what I want..." he eluded to more with a deep purr, rumbling his chest as he brought a paw up to caress her cheek. Claws teased over her flesh, daring for her to try and push him back. He didn't think she would.
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AstoriaFallen
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 8:22 pm
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He was a hot blooded young lion, one who was just testing his boundaries and limitations when it came to the opposite gender. This lioness was taking him in a direction he could not have predicted, but he would also not shy away from it. She was an alluring creature, beautiful but with a deadly edge. Playing with her was like playing with a sharp bone that could pierce him at any moment if he twirled it just the wrong way.
"It's a promise," he assured her even against the pressure on his throat. Umo was surprised then when she stepped aside, allowing her to slip past her. He felt his fur brush against her side in a tempting, tantalizing teaser of what was to come. Even if she had stepped aside, he knew he had her now. Umo had no idea for how long he could play with her, so he'd make the most out of the time she was offering him now.
For a few moments, he watched her form as she disappeared into a nearby cave. He hoped that most of them were unoccupied for now, because he was excited to make her break for him and beg for him. With a confident smirk appearing on his face, the dark lion sauntered after the female, following her invitation into the den.
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