[PRP] Midnight Meetings (Khuluma & Noira)

[MoonKitsune]

Khuluma had no part in being a "slave" to anyone, but it was ever more clear by the few passing days that he wasn't even fit to work as a mortal. Sore and worn, he had been forced out of the cave that was to be his private quarters and out to do manual work. This did not go to anyone's great expectations. God or not, he had never been in a pride and had not learned even the most basic tasks. Not needing to eat, he didn't hunt. Not needing to drink, he never learned to create baskets or to fetch water. Not needing to grow food, he didn't know how to plant. Never getting sick, he did not know how to use herbs or any form of medicine. Since he moved constantly, he did not make things to make a den more comfortable or to store items. Everything he was pressured and threatened into doing during the day ended with roaring laughter at a failed project.

If his pride wasn't wounded enough, his back still was sore, and his wings were still caked with dried blood. Inside the cave, he was gifted with private time to lick his wounds and clean his wings to keep the blood from staining them. He had to keep them clean. To heal them. To get out of here.  

[Buffy_the_Bloody]

MoonKitsune

Had there not been word about a strange creature that some called a God, there was no way Noira would be where she was right now. She stared disdainfully at the open grounds where the slaves were normally kept. Though with the night having fallen, she knew that most would be tucked away in their dens. It was no where near as cozy as it sounded, as all the dens had a guard to make sure that escapees didn't happen.

Her paws steps were heavy, even though she was an average sized lioness. She had no qualms about being caught sneaking around. She had to see for herself. Was it truly a god? She had never met one before. Never really heard stories either. But it sounded like something she had to check out for herself.

She stepped to the outside of the cave, where a guard nodded at her and she slowly moved to the entrance.

"I heard of a strange creature in here." She said, her voice low.  

[MoonKitsune]

There was a rustle of wings in the darkness, his shape slightly better to see due to his brilliantly bright colors. He took the time at night not mainly for sleep, as it wasn't actually required, but for peace and quiet. He could lay there, groom, think, and be left alone. The guards were always there, but they never came in. At night, he could breath and not be pestered. He could sigh and feel as weak as he did without others watching. At night, he could try and heal.

When he heard a voice, he paused in cleaning the blood that had yet to come from his feathers even after this time, and turned to look at her. His back was hunched as he rose, scarred with deep gashes, and his once lovely wings, while still there and big, were not as beautiful and large as they had been.

"You'll find those out there." He growled at her, voice deep and melodic, deserving of a god who prided himself on how he spoke. She was interrupted HIS time, what little he had of it to himself, and he wanted to know why she was here this late at night.

Buffy_the_Bloody

 

[Buffy_the_Bloody]

MoonKitsune

She saw the large shape shift in the back of the cave. The color a golden hue, from what she could see where she was. She narrowed her eyes, trying to see further inside without going in. That's when she saw the wings. Her eyes widened a bit, and she found herself stepping forward without meaning to. She held no fear of him, as she considered herself mean enough to hold her own. But she was curious, for the moment.

"Odd. I've never seen one out there." She said, her voice holding a bit of bite before she left her hackles soothe. She didn't care what anyone said about the pride, really. She wanted a high rank, and a title, sure. But for now, she was merely a Lady in Waiting. Waiting for what, she had yet to figure out.

"I'm coming in." She said, and didn't wait for him to respond to her before entering the cave completely. She was covered in the shadows, only the white accents of her truly visible. That, and those blood red eyes that stared out curiously.

"Is it true what they say?" She asked. "Are you really a god?"
Her eyes hadn't noticed what rough shape he was in, it was still a bit too dark to catch the scars.  

[MoonKitsune]

Buffy_the_Bloody

The shape twisted when she came in before turning to address her, head down and ears back before his wings, of what was left of them, spread wide. He was on display to them more than anything he found. This pride did not believe in gods and for that reason did not respect them. He was a show to them, a display, a trophy, and a treasure not worthy enough to be cherished. She no doubt was no different.

"Is seeing the only way you mortals believe? Such a lack of faith is one of the many faults you all suffer. The only good quality you have is your mortality." And such a short life he hoped they had.

His tail flicked in agitation, tired and worn from his days spent here and the grueling humiliation and pain. "What do you want?"  

[Buffy_the_Bloody]

MoonKitsune

She frowned a little. Who was he to tell her she had no faith? Well she didn't. But who was he to tell her that? He didn't know her from any other lioness in the world she was sure.

"So judgemental for someone who preaches faith." Her voice wasn't angry, nor was it mean. But there was something hidden behind her curious tone that wasn't exactly friendly either.

"And for a slave you are very commanding!" She exclaimed in a stern voice. She normally didn't care much about rules and such. But this slave had balls, and considering he was... well, a slave. That didn't bode well.  

[MoonKitsune]

Buffy_the_Bloody

"Prove me wrong then. Free me from the guards and escort me away from here." He told her, waiting but not expecting her to do anything. Anyone who believed in him would help him, but she came here sounding as confused and surprised as the others.

As his tail flicked, he watched her shape in the shadows. "I am no slave. Simply giving me that name means nothing more than if I went over and called you a rock or a tree. Giving titles means nothing." He said, turning to look away and then lick his injured wings.  

[Buffy_the_Bloody]

MoonKitsune

"Hmm. Yes maybe." She said, and walked closer. She seated herself, staring at him. She noticed the scars, and for a moment, and only a moment, she felt badly for him. Closer to him, she realized just how small he was. It was funny, since she'd expected a god to be huge.

"But then again.. If you called me a rock or a tree. That wouldn't really be accurate, now would it? An entire group calls you a slave, and keeps you as a slave, it makes you a slave." She reasoned, but then shrugged and cleared her throat.

"But that's splitting hairs." Her blood red eyes met his own, and she looked serious.

"I can do nothing to free you. Though.." She smiled a little.

"I can do something to help you.. I can help you pass on more of you. So if you die here, you aren't the last in your legacy."

Legacy was everything to her. Her grandfather was Malenga, a dark lion that enjoyed eating the flesh of other lions. Her mother as dark and scary as he. She knew she was part of their legacy. She was all for passing that on as well.  

[MoonKitsune]

Buffy_the_Bloody

He wanted to debate her, but she brushed him off and instead moved on to something else. Her offer of help was confusing, and he looked at her as if she didn't make much sense at all. "I don't understand what you mean. If I die, I do not end. Gods are immortal. I simply return. Don't offer help when you don't know of my powers." There were no ends to gods. He knew this from talking to the others. They came back. How and when, he did not know. The details seemed mysterious to even them, but it was known and passed down as knowledge among the Gods and Goddesses, and for this he held faith that it was true.

"My legacy lives for as long as I do, and I live forever." Or so he had been told. He was still young for a god, younger than the most ancient of their kind in comparison, but he was still young enough to be confused by her.  

[Buffy_the_Bloody]

MoonKitsune

She looked at him, and the humor in her eyes was gone. Now she was irritated. He was talking to her as if she were stupid. She was ignorant on gods, that much was true. Until today she had no idea they were real. But she was far from stupid.

"You may just get to test that theory before too long." She said, her tone flat. Every thought in her dark mind, told her that someone was going to try to kill this god. He wasnt going to sit meekly and injured forever. She knew that.

"Regardless, I suggest you watch your tone. I wouldn't want to tell that guard out there that you've harmed me. I've seen you." She said, narrowing her eyes. "I've seen you chatting with the yellow runt that Crue sired. Do you think he would like knowing that you hurt her? Cause I can make it happen." Finally the threat was out. He was going to give her respect, or seh was going to frame him for something that she felt was completely out of his character.

"Now are you interested in what I have to say? Or not."  

[MoonKitsune]

Buffy_the_Bloody

He certainly didn't want to call her bluff and did not know how long Crue's delight in keeping him would last. At some point, he felt he would tire of his toy and kill it to thus have the fame and glory of the accomplishment, and Khuluma knew he had very little time and a small window between he would he healed and able to escape. On land, he wouldn't make it. His best best was in the air where even mortals could not reach him.

If she make a commotion, he wouldn't have a chance.

He folded his wings close and sat proper, his tail stilling as he looked at her. "You have my forced attention." He told her. Forced - not willing.  

[Buffy_the_Bloody]

MoonKitsune

She almost hoped he would make her have to hurt the yellow whelp. The cub was a thorn in her paw, the same as the rest of them were. But she wasn't surprised that he had complied with her. She had expected it.

She did not care that it was forced, or that he had felt the need to say he was forced. She simply just did not care. She smiled cruelly, and an eyebrow arched up.

"I want you to sire cubs." She said bluntly. She wasn't going to beat around the bush for this. It was going to happen whether he was okay with it or not. It wouldn't really help him, but it would help her. Maybe she could pass a good word to Crue for leniency for the next morning or something. She could be nice, if he was nice. But she could be very very mean too.

"I want you to sire them, and pass your genes on through me."  

[MoonKitsune]

Buffy_the_Bloody

The moment she stated her intention, the god's eyes went wide, his wings (what little was left of them), puffed and rose in alarm, making him wince between his shock. It was a VERY complicated matter, one he had many reasons to be against. The look of confusion, shock, and even disgust flashed on his features as he stepped back into the cave.

"I- I cannot! Not with you! You're a mortal and even then, I have no feelings for Goddesses." His first love had always been Palahala, the god of prey, and ever since a Goddess took him to have cubs, he was against both females and the idea of children. They were the two reasons his love had left him.

"I cannot! I WILL not! I have no want for children, especially to someone like you!" The fact she was here asking this of him just confirmed his dislike for the other gender.

"Fine somewhere else to have your vile children. Sire with worms or gnats or hyenas. They suit you more!" He didn't want to talk about this. It was a matter he was not experienced in, and yet he had plenty of opinions.  

[Buffy_the_Bloody]

MoonKitsune

When the look of disgust flashed on his features, and he began spewing his filth he called words from his mouth, she growled. She lunged at him, one claw aimed for his pretty face. Her claws were unsheathed and ready to tear into him for the words he had spoken.

After the paw landed against him, she grabbed his throat in her paw, pinning him against the stone wall. She was larger than him, and it seemed she was strong at this moment as well. Her eyes were murderous as they stared down into the ones that he bore.

"You will do what I tell you, or you will find your true death. I'm sure even a god can die, when you do it right. I do not want you in their lives, you will live as if they do not -exist-." She snarled, spitting the words like venom.

"This was not a request. This was a demand."  

[MoonKitsune]

Buffy_the_Bloody

The pain, despite how much he had received in such a short time, was still not something he was familiar with, and he winced and pawed at her arm to let him free. Gasping and whimpering, his own claws came out to feebly try and free his throat. "I- I don't..." He had to make it clear or convince her otherwise to go someplace else for children. "..I don't like females..." He continued to gasp for air. "...I've never sired."