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 Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2019 9:56 pm
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Complacency was easy. It was unfortunately a habit that Hjordis had slipped into not long after her parents separated. She had always known that her mother was hot-headed, fierce, and determined to succeed, but the family that she had grown up with was no longer the family she had. It ate at her, and had continued to eat at her with her mother had a litter with someone else.
Now that litter had grown to adulthood, and yet... the closure that she had expected never arrived.
She laid near the edge of the cliffs, the loud sounds of the waves crashing against them drowning out her thoughts. She had anticipated moving towards becoming a reaver, but her depression had delayed her, and with the new Warlord laying down his laws, she felt like she had missed her chance. She knew that she should try to find a husband, at the least, but what did she have to her name? Not much. No dowry, no great deeds of glory from her ancestors. Just a fractured family and a split road before her.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2019 10:37 pm
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It was perhaps a symptom of having two parents that were not...particularly inclined to creating a close-knit family unit for their cubs that Hila had hardly even spared a thought for the half-siblings that were the result of her mother's marriage; they hadn't sought her out, and she wasn't even particularly close to her own siblings (case in point, her currently antagonistic relationship with her brother, Orm), so had never even made an effort to even see that she recognized them in passing.
Between the frustration she'd felt at the changes under the current warlord, which had eventually tempered into an almost bitter sense of determination, and the time she'd been spending at the border, earning new scars as she sought the currently-elusive rank of shield maiden...she'd been distracted. She had no desire to be some sort of trophy to some male (although she admitted that lately, she was at least starting to understand some of the appeal of marriage)...leaving her in an irritating sort of limbo as she continued to lose battles at the border, leaving her almost no closer to her eventual goal of Valkyrie than she'd been months ago.
And so it was that today she found herself seeking out the cliffs, their stark beauty appealing to the stormy emotions that moved within her.
But today there was no solitude to be found - instead, she was greeted by the sight of another lioness, the colors and markings familiar enough to make her blink slowly in recognition. How to best handle this? It was too late to walk away, and she wasn't one to run from a potentially uncomfortable encounter, anyway...
Their mother may have never had a positive thing to say about her ex-husband, but Hila had to admit that the half-sibling in front of her looked like everything a member of the stormborn could have asked for, at least at first glance.
Smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth, she strolled toward the other lioness, her gait studiously carefree. "It's a good day to die, is it not, sister?"
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