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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:02 pm
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Her tail flicked this way and that as she continued her way toward the place she'd made her own. It wasn't a lot, honestly, a modest sleeping area under a large tree who's leaves were mainly dead, some bones scattered here and there showing she brought her kills near here, and she could actually take care of herself. Yes, Ninati was doing just fine all on her own.
She thought back to her father, learning her mother wanted cubs with mortals... He'd left for the mountain again and she hadn't seen him since, really. It made her a bit sad. She didn't see her mother or sister either.
"Maybe I should visit," she said out loud for no reason. Being alone made you talk to yourself, she'd found out, just to hear something else. The quiet was too much sometimes. "Mom would like that. I wonder how Kris is doing, too..." There was an edge of wistfulness to her voice.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:27 pm
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"I know," he told her, almost cooing. This was...this was what he'd been looking for on every Viking and never known it! The blue lion was quite pleased with the progression of events today.
"I am a Reaver of the Myrsky Syntynyt. And, as of today, you are my Thrall," he informed her, still not letting her up. He wouldn't, not until she admitted that her position was hopeless and she had no choice but to give in.
"It's not a bad life," the male went on, carefully not wataching her pathetic escape attempts. "You'll do whatever I need you to, and you'll even have some free time to sit and think about how pathetic your bloodline is. Maybe, if you're lucky, some Stormborn will think you worthy to bear his children."
Hylinn didn't care how condescending he sounded. He wasn't about to give up his opportunity for a Thrall and, really, the words were just something to keep her occupied until she submitted.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:58 pm
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The male smiled coldly as he let one pawful of claws sink into the lioness' flesh, darkening her brown fur. Such a foolish question.
"Well, I consider myself something of an artist. You see, I'll start by painting you. I only use one color of course, and it could take quite a while to pull enough out of you to change the colors of all your fur. Then, if I'm still not satisfied, we can begin removing pieces, until only what's absolutely necessary is left. After that, well, I may not need a Thrall anymore and who's going to question another scavenger-ravaged body?" the Reaver inquired lightly.
"Of course, if you were my Thrall, I wouldn't want to damage you too much, as you'd be distinctly less useful if you couldn't work. The choice, of course, is yours."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 2:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 2:18 pm
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