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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 8:40 pm
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The lioness had been blown away - she had just learned of her newest companions victory over their equally bitter 'friend'. Truly she hadn't thought the youngster could seem so powerfully, yet there she was defeating lions definitely elder her.
Still she hadn't actually seen her yet, perhaps there was damage done that couldn't be undone. Perhaps she would entertain the thought of visiting, if only to see what damage had been done. She was certain the green lioness wouldn't have gone down without a fight. Her mind continued to wander as she pulled herself free from a den that was free of clutter - it was clear she hadn't achieved entirely to much just yet, though if someone were to look deep enough they could see a few dazzling object she had managed to snag.
Sabia`Deimos came into the sunlight slowly, gracefully - pulling herself into a large stretch, allowing her muscles to tug and relax after her brief moment of relaxation. She hadn't meant to remain so dormant, especially since she had intended to get out and meet others, but decisions were made. These couldn't be undone, so she sought to repair what she could.
With that she began a slow descent, along a well worn path, glancing about as individuals passed by. Seeming to glance at her adornments, but beyond that, paid her no mind.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 8:52 pm
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Phosphor hummed to himself as he brushed out his den. Yes, he was a captain and yes, he had Thralls, but there were some things he preferred to do on his own. Den keeping was a nice way to pass the time. He left the hunting to the younger of his thralls, while the elder was on a bit of a leave of absence as his mate had just had cubs. Phosphor wasn't about to keep his old friend from his duties as a father, and had told Ashta that he could live with his mate as the cubs grew up. That being said, he expected the pale male to return to his den once his mate could go about her duties as usual. The cubs were more than welcome to come to visit Uncle Phosphor, of course.
Satisfied that the bones and scraps of his last meal were free of the den, he decided to take a little walk. He didn't have to go far before he spotted a rather striking figure making her way through the usual hustle and bustle of lions. Phosphor had joined the Stormborn as a young adult and had been here for quite some time yet he had never seen anyone quite like her. She wore a bone mask over her face and had a magnificent pelt draped on her back. Asmoday, the only remaining part of his old pride, whispered to him that he should go and introduce himself.
"Good idea," he hummed to the demon before heading over to intercept the new face. He gave her a smile once he put himself in her path, not at all concerned that she might not be very friendly.
"What wonderful decorations you have.That mask is sublime."
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 3:48 am
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Blast the mask. Sabia always forgot her emotions lay hidden beneath the secrecy of her mask - only remembering it when she deemed it useful. Which more of than not was used to generate nerves in foes who couldn't see which way the fight was going. The red lioness mused about this briefly, but returned her mind to fine looking specimen before her. She noted quite greedily how complimenting his pelt was to hers, though, hidden beneath that pelt of hers was an appropriate bat wing marking.
"Why, thank you." She said - the grin on her face a useless tool at this point. Instead she moved forward, her slender body giving the vibes only her eyes could. She was interested. Her eyes especially lit up when he spoke his title, a Captain. Yes, she loved a lion with a title.
The pair of them had already been fairly close, she simply closed the gap and stopped her pace. "Yes, I'm very new, been on one Viking though - it was quite boring 'adventure'." She spoke the truth, had there been a fight or something to get done, sure she'd have had a little more excitement, but instead she was greeted with a Captain that shook and some trinkets, nothing to incredible. "Have you lived here all your life?"
Beneath the mask lay a content smile, no emotions were pulled forward, besides being a little grumpy about the flop of a Viking she had no reason to feel anything besides tugged this lions way.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 12:19 pm
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The female moved a bit closer which let Phosphor know his blunt comments hadn't chased her off. Good! He disliked beating around the bush and to have a female sidle up to him like this was promising. Seeing Ashta's little cubs running around lately had made him wonder what it was like to be a father...perhaps the masked lioness would help him find out.
"Oh, so you're a Reaver," he said, glad to hear it. He had no qualms with females taking the more traditional path of Freeborn here, but he did like a lioness that could hold her own out in the rogue lands. "I'm sorry it wasn't very adventurous," he added. "I'm sure the more you go on the more fun you'll see though."
Her question made him shake his head a bit. "No, I was born and raised in a pride that dissolved just as my mane grew in. I've been here all of my adult life, though," he added with a smile. "I believe my old pride is together once more, but I decided to remain here."
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 2:05 pm
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She was pleased when her invasion of his space wasn't rejected, they appeared to be on the same path, perhaps with the same thoughts? Early she had caught sounds of happy cubs, immediately she caught herself recalling days of cubs herself and though she would never admit she did miss those days. It had never occurred to her that she would want more, but perhaps this strong looking Captain would be interested in spending some time together? The thought would be taken to action when she deemed necessary, but for now she moved along with the conversation she had begun.
"Yes a Reaver." Sabia`Deimos stayed neutral on that topic, typically she would have voiced her thoughts on females taking a 'lesser' rank, but there wasn't any point. Nothing good could really come of bring that up now. "I sure hope so, I expected a little more drama I suppose." There couldn't be anything more true than this statement for her and the sigh that followed it was fairly heavy, she was sure that perhaps Zjarri could be just the lady to take her on an adventure, but that was in the future - the little blue lioness had a couple more Vikings to go to prove her worth.
Taken from her thoughts her golden eyes returned back to his green ones and she listened in silence as he explained where he came from. "That's very interesting - this is the first pride I've truly actually been in, though an old lion in my life and I had taken over a small pride briefly. Very briefly." She smiled beneath her mask at the memory, that though seemed terrible for other was sweet for her and that smile easily lit up her eyes. "It's good to hear your old pride has come together, even better that you've decided to remain here."
"So where abouts do you hold up? It's getting a little busy here, unless your den is far away?"
Of course she played it off on the crowd, but a fool would know what she likely truly intended.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 2:14 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 3:18 pm
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