[JRP] Restless Dwarf (Babushka x Dryco)

[Kathryn Dragonna]

Dryco was glad the pride was getting back on its paws. He and his sister had been born and raised in the pride so getting the pride back up and running was a priority to them. He had worked his tail off lately, trying to do as much as he possibly could to make things easier on his sister. He was a warrior, and she wanted to be a Wife but had yet to find a mate. It should not be her job to run HIS den, so he split the work with her as much as he could. It was on one of these errands that he found himself today. His sister had mentioned that they needed new furs for their sleeping piles, and he volunteered to get them.

Dryco knew his sister would not argue with what he brought back, especially since she was making sure they had food in the den while he saw to this task. It occurred to the male that he should get a Wife of his own after his sister had a husband. He wanted her happy before he sought his own happiness, though. The male turned a corner and nearly ran over one of his own Clan. He side stepped and nodded to the other lion. "Sorry, need to watch where these big paws o' mine 're takin' me."  

[Kathryn Dragonna]

"Aye, it does seem that way, don't it, Babushka? Not hurt, are ye? I wouldna want ta stain that perty dwarf pelt of yers." Dryco did not often flirt, and really in this case it was more trying to make the storyteller smile than anything. He knew she was not happy about the new blood, and really, he could not blame her. It was hard to adjust to the sudden influx of new blood. It was one thing to have one or two new bloods in at a time, but quite another to have so much of the pride now consist of new blood and even their QUEEN and at least one Clan Patriarch be new blood.

Dryco had no problem with the new bloods really. He and his sister were half rogue blood. Their mother had decided since she could find no suitable dwarf to marry, she would just get a rogue male to sire her cubs and leave it at that. It was a lot harder to have a problem with new blood coming in from outside the pride to help rebuild, when your own mother had chosen to do such a thing before the pride had problems. The male knew that many were not so predisposed to tolerance, though and that was their right to have a different opinion.

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[Kathryn Dragonna]

Dryco had not been too thrilled with the outside blood coming in and becoming Patriarch either, but well, Yorath HAD earned his place through a proper challenge. Of course the fact that their patriarch had also married one of the respected warriors did not hurt matters either as far as the black lion was concerned. "I'm off ta git some furs for tha den. Grawlina is workin' hard enough, figured I'd help 'er. What'er ye up ta?" The male's accent was thicker than some of the others in the pride. He had never really been outside their pridelands for really anything.

"Ye gonna try ta git yer paws on a husband ta boss around yet? Grawlina needs ta git one." Dryco was a bit worried about his sister not being married yet. A warrior like Babushka was another story. She would have no problem even if she didn't marry or have cubs. The male knew his sister, who was the color of amethyst and slate, would not be happy until she was caring for a husband, her own den and a litter of cubs or two. He really hoped she had time to find a good husband once everything settled down again in the pride.

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[Kathryn Dragonna]

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Dryco nodded his head. "Ah can certainly see such as truth fer a lass like ye, Babushka. Many a male 'as dreamed 'a gettin' ye." At one time he would have been among that number too, but the male had come to realize his chances were zero and accepted that. Of course now his mind was stuck on that pretty white pelted rogue he had come across the other day when he'd gotten stuck out in the storm. She was another reason that he was helping his sister with the den so much. He had brought in a stranger to care for because he did not want to let her out on her own if she was not in tip top shape.

Dryco grinned at the female. "Ye could always go sing fer ta lads workin'. It'll cheer 'em up." And probably get the Babushka more than a few den offers for that night, but she was a bard with a beautiful voice so that was to be expected. He did wonder if she would ever settle down and get a husband. If she did, that would be one lucky male. He also would likely have a hard job of catching the bard in the first place, but that was besides the point. His prize would be worth the work, or so Dryco was inclined to believe. "I'm sure Grawlina will need some luck. She is na' doin' much searchin' lately. Swear ta lass is waitin' fer one ta drop in 'er paws."  

[Kathryn Dragonna]

"If ye did settle fer th' first handsome face, ah wouldna git ta tease ye 'bout all th' offers ye've turned down, lass. Ah would have such a borin' life." Dryco winked at the bard and grinned. Oh he certainly thought the lioness beautiful and her voice was divine, but he knew he had about as much chance with her as his sister did getting with one of the king's relations. It was slim at best and much closer to nill really. He was glad she took his company as well as she did and he would just leave well enough alone with the pretty bard.

"Ah 'ope th' lass gits 'er tail ta lookin'. Plenty o' males around fer 'er ta look at." It never occurred to Dryco just how like his sister he was when it came to mate searching. He was a warrior, and had other things to do. On some level that made it fine in his mind that he wasn't looking for anyone right now. His sister was truly a wife, she just took care of the den and helped others as she could. For her not to have a husband to give her cubs, well, it upset the male a little.

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