[ORP - Meta] Where did it come from?

[Aegnorhini]

Things had quieted down. The dreams of seers had been blissfully quiet for a day or two...and then the night of a full moon came. And with it, three voices and four bodies calling out for members of the pride to gather.

Aisling and Tavar'urya called for their pride-brothers and pride-sisters to come hear the vision their mate had had. A vision that needed to be shared.

Domefae, with the half-magpie Nak acting as his voice, called for pride members to come hear the words of his uncle Tuli.

No matter the wording, it was plainly obvious that the seer had had a vision...and it NEEDED to be heard. To be shared. That it was important.

[[OOC INFO]]
This is the first ORP on the Aikanaro'hini side of Elysium & the Inferno! In it, some shocking information will be revealed that will spark a later ORP, information that will spark some talk and plotting! There's also a twist to this ORP...

You have a chance to win a rather handsome lion who is a newcomer to the pride! Each post by a non-pride owner in this ORP is a ticket to a raffle at the end! Once all is said and done, the following boyo will be raffled off among the participants! Don't have a demon or slave? Well...non-lined species that AREN'T prey (lizards, fennecs, etc.) can be used! Just keep in mind that they'll be eavesdroppers!

 

[Das Tor]

Aisling stood at Tavar's side, in front of a grouping of rocks that would provide Tuli with a good place to speak from. When Tuli said a vision needed to be shared...she listened. And from the way he spoke, the way he looked, it was nothing pleasant. She felt herself kneading the ground below her as lions came to the area, lions who would hear the words the first of her mates had to say. The way Tavar's muscles were moving, her second-mate was doing the same as her with the ground.

"What do you think it is?" Tavar shook his head.

"I've as little clue as you, Mar." The words were spoken in hushed tones, so only Aisling and maybe Tuli would hear the demon name Aisling had laid claim to. The black lioness sighed, and nodded.

"Of course. He has us both in the dark, Lashi. But...we'll find out soon enough." A dark bulk rushed past them, a little orange-and-white blur clinging to it. Domefae settled in front of the pair, all seriousness and the silence everyone had come to attribute to him. Nak clung to his mane, the little avian eying everything around him.

"Hopefully we got a big enough crowd! Tuli speakin' up like this is pretty~ rare. Gotta be a big deal!"  

[TheWishling]

The young male had been haunted for days. The visions he'd had were swirling in his mind like insane, dancing hunters, pulling him this way and that. It had been....torment, both for he, and his beloved mates, who were both horribly worried about him. Making his way to the rocks, the male's lithe, crimson form was clearly visible beneath the moon's light. Slowly, he brushed between his two beloved ones, licking their ears, and making his way past them. It was a true fact that the male had been distant and quiet, more than usual, as he'd found himself sorting through the visions.

Once he'd settled in his place on the rock, he looked out, still waiting, still quiet. Good. Domfae was here too...The fact was that he was worried. There was still his children, and family...and this would hurt them so deeply....

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Mojana could hear her two demons rallying about in her head, all abuzz over some new news regarding the son of one of the old Pridal consorts. It was exciting, she supposed, but at the same time, not. All were in the dark, unsure as to what the male could have planned to tell them. All they knew was that it must be big, and the young Tirma'eth and her two demons quietly spoke to one another of it as they padded towards the rocks, spotting Domfae, and Aisling and Tavar. She knew them all, and knew the young son of Telemakhos by his position high on the rocks. This would be interesting....

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When the Sinta'hare had heard from her mother and other father that her biological father was going to be speaking about a vision, her heart had lept into her throat. The dark female knew, somehow, that it had to be about her beloved grandmother...something she was desperate for. Something she needed to know. It was with this knowledge and a heavy heart that she'd gathered her cubs and headed immediately for the craggy rocks, her eyes trained straight ahead as the small paws followed. Her eyes turned this way and that, searching for the familiar faces of her family. It was soon that she was by Aisling's side, nuzzling her mother warmly, "Mother...Papa. Do you have any idea what's going on? I....Is this about....?" She couldn't finish the sentence, words stuck in her throat after she and her cub had spotted the goddess that....That was her grandmother.

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Behind her mother, young Narakera was dancing on eager paws. She wasn't sure why her mother was so serious, only knew that this was a chance to explore! See grandma and BOTH of her grandpas! She was so lucky to have two of them! The little green eyed daughter of Siochana was quick to dart between Tavar's paws, twining herself around the bigger male's feet and making a small, rumbling sound of contentment. She liked Grandpa Tavar. He was fun! An adolescent now, she was almost too big to do this, but it wasn't like she cared. She could still play! And soon she'd be able to wander out on her own! It would be amazing! So much fun!
"Hello Grandpa! Grandma! Why's Grandpa Tuli up on the rocks?"
 

[SilverLutz]

Something exciting was happening, that much Phosphor knew. He wasn't too positive what it was, but everyone seemed to be moving in one direction and muttering softly to each other. Something about a vision...a seer...bad news? The little lion cub wasn't sure what could possibly be bad news here. Curious, he followed behind a few of the adults that were making their way to what turned out to be a large pile of rocks. All that were gathered were making a crowd in front of it, so Phos decided to join them. He wormed his way between legs and paws until he was at the front of the group, blue-green eyes wide with interest.

A grin spread across his face as Tuli took his position on the rocks - he was probably going to speak! - but the look on his face made the cub slightly worried. The smile left his mouth and he sat down, staring up at the lion with a curious gaze. What could he want?

Bozi was having similar thoughts. The whole pride was abuzz, and while he normally wouldn't pay much attention to things that were happening, no one had paused to snarl at him to smack him or demand he do something for them. That in itself was worrying. The slave followed the demons from a distance, settling down in some dead grass to the back of the pack that had gathered. He lowered his head to his paws and averted his eyes, although his ears remained alert. He didn't want to miss anything that might be said. The demons all looked and felt worried to him...perhaps something even more evil than them was coming. Or, perhaps a blessing! Maybe he would be free this time next week.  

[BastetAmun]

Flying above his normal hunting grounds Gazini found himself confused by the commotion below. A soft sound escaped him as he had been using his echolocation to hunt for anything that would be able to feed him. What was strange was the large amount of bodies that seemed to all be accumulating in one place. He felt his curiosity rise at this and the bat pointed his nose down and gave his leathery wings a small flap to let him glide closer to the ground.

He was accustomed to these lands, he knew of them and the lions who inhabited it. Of course Gazini had never stopped to speak to any of these lions, only flying by when he hunts. They were normally active at night but what peaked his interest was the fact that everyone was gathering in one spot.

Growing closer to the ground he noticed that there was a group of lions upon rocks above the others. 'This must be the ones those below are here to listen too.' Quickly and darting in and out through the others Gazini flew to the rocks and landed, using his hooked thumbs to crawl through the crevices of the rocks. 'This should be a good place to listen. All thoughts of food had left his mind as he waited to hear what was going to be said.  

[Wylde Roses]

The mostly-black lion made his way into the gathering, attempting to appear as though he hadn't just returned from another long journey out into the rogue lands. Filou had been napping until this meeting had been called, and it showed in the way the manipulative Neumar's silver-gray eyes were still somewhat sleep clouded.

Tossing his head, he found a comfortable place to wait and listen, keeping his mind and ears open for whatever would be announced. He hadn't had a vision of his own in some time, so perhaps there would be something worth learning here. His gaze flicked over the crowd, landing briefly on an unfamiliar black-and-red female, still just an adolescent byt the look of her. She was standing with a... ugh, Sparda-side lioness he recalled. Sio...something, hadn't her name been? A pity - the adolescent looked young and eager, full of potential. He would have liked to have spoken to her, but with her mother right there, Filou decided to leave it for another time, if ever.

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"Children, sit still," a beleaguered lioness said, eying her misbehaving little ones with a sharp green eye. In particular, Heltyr's gaze landed on her juvenile son, and she marched over to him, quickly snagging him by the back of the neck as if he was still just a little cub, and began tugging him over to where his siblings waited.

"Kankri, for once in your life you will listen to your mother and be quiet for a while," he said, though there was a note of exhaustion to her voice that said she didn't expect to be listened to - not this time, and not ever. "Now, come here and sit with your siblings --- and don't run your mouth!"

It was hard to be the mother of a would-be revolutionary. Especially one that didn't know how to be quiet about it.

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From where her mother had left her, Epykah giggled at her brother and shook her head, the blue-eyed juvenile shook her head at her brother and frowned, but said nothing. She knew to be quiet tonight! Kankri was such a---- such a dummy! He was going to get killed someday, she knew it. Or maybe he would just be... silenced. Now there was a thought!

"Stupid," she whispered under her breath, despite knowing that if her brother heard her, it would simply set him off on yet another tirade about 'respect' and 'politeness' and... bluh. What a dope. He shouldn't have been born here. He should have been born to that old demon-hunting pride she'd heard stories about. Then they would have had to put up with his stupid, instead!

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Antesaneli'Mahvan - Mahvan, for simplicity's sake - wasn't sure what to think of all of this. The quiet cub didn't offer up much of his opinion on anything, simply sticking close to his father and watching him to see what he should do. Despite his efforts to be as cold and unfeeling as his father, Mahvan could only manage the attitude some of the time. Thus, instead of doing or saying something that might give his father reason to be angry with him, the black-and-pink male instead chose to stay quiet and watch, feeling whatever he was feeling in silence.

And right now? He was feeling very, very confused. There were simply so many gathered here, all at once! What was he to do? Was this for training? Was it for something else? He was... scared wouldn't be the right word, would it? He wasn't truly frightened, exactly... but he wasn't comfortable, either.

How he felt didn't matter, though - not as long as his father didn't i]see how he was feeling!  

[Chimerical Beast]

At a distance, Cuin saw the gathering and halted. "Hrrrn," she rumbled softly. This could be the place... Then again, it was just as likely (if not more so) that this was not the place. Pity that the bones hadn't told her more.

What she'd seen was all heat and darkness. A roaring in her ears that cried out in an affirmation of life and power.
Very inappropriate for bones cold with age. And dead. Cuin had been pretty sure the bones were dead, as bones tended to be, but she'd been wrong before. She briefly considered trying to find the bones again. If they were alive, they might have more to tell her.
Mmm, no. That would be impractical. Cuin had found the bones days ago and had been traveling since. If they were alive, they likely would have gotten up and wandered away by now. If they weren't alive, that defeated the purpose of finding them again in the first place.

Frustrating, to work with only the little bit of information she'd been given. Two voices (one bold, one faint) had ordered her to find... something with two names.
Very unhelpful.

((How far away Cuin is is up for interpretation. Feel free to ignore her until it's convenient to notice her 83))  

[Puhterodactyl]

Old and morose Phlegyas dragged himself from his den to hear this "important" message, but commanded his familiar, Midas, to carry on sleeping not even bother attending (maybe he should have sent the jackal in his place...). As a seer himself, he placed less value on visions than others might. Besides, this Tuli character wasn't even a god-child. Phlegyas held even less regard for seers not born of a mortal and an immortal. Not that being a seer was all it was cracked up to be. In fact, he hated it, it cost him the throne in a duel for the right to rule the Moriafer side of the pride.
Despite that, it did give him a bit of a superiority complex.

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Whether her father liked it or not, Delphi was hot on her father's heels. She was a member of the royal guard, after all, and her father was the son of the late Iaartupe, one of the founders of the Aikanaro'hini as it was known today. Though he'd adopted the rank of assassin, he'd always be a royal in her mind, and the most important, to boot. Glancing over her shoulder through her skull's eyes, she looked to see if her younger, half-sister was following them. She was.

Delphi didn't bother to slow down for the lavender lioness. She wasn't her responsibility, and if you asked the guard, Megaera had already had enough special treatment in her life for not being made a slave despite her coloration. The black lionesses once more turned her attention to her father and the other lions gathered around. Hm, not a big gathering yet.

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Megaera was the last of Phlegyas' little band in tow to make it to the gathering. She lagged behind and considered stopping next to the pale male, (Bozi, was it?) but then she thought better of it and fell into place next to her sister. She didn't want to be confused for a slave. It had happened on one or two occasions, due to her mother and sister both being Na'artue. She had lucked out, though, and been just dark enough (Or maybe it was because she was the same hue as her father who had several notable privileges from his birthright, and it would be unfair to deny his daughter of the same color). Regardless, the hunter kept her head down and her mouth shut. Looking around at the pride members made her nervous. She wished she'd found her own inner demon by this point... What was taking so long?! But she shook her head, trying not to focus on herself and instead listen to what the big announcement was about. It'd look bad if she missed it and had to ask Delphi what was going on. She sensed her older half-sister didn't care for her too much...

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Tana strolled up lazily to the pride meeting. One of her half-brothers was making an announcement of some sort. She tried to gauge if she was really interested at all. Some other lions seemed to whisper nervously or with excitement. It was harder to get that reaction from the knight. As much as she had loved her mother, Hakuna, the lioness had been quite... prolific. But she considered herself superior to Tuli, for the blood her father passed on. Regardless, as a half-sibling, she would give him respect.

As she walked upon the scene, she saw Phlegyas and two of his daughters. The lioness almost gagged. If there were lions who epitomized the tension and hatred between the Sparda and the Moriafer, it was Tana versus Phlegyas and his filthy brood. Children of Iaar and Verge, could they really be blamed? She skirted well around them and sought other family who was usually recognizable by Hakuna's reds and yellows.  

[magnadearel]

The slave slunk over on his belly to join the crowd. Mostly he kept his head down and stayed out of the way of anyone with dark coloration. He wasn't going to look up, but he could most certainly listen. The word had gone out to gather the lions of the pride and he wondered. Quick glances from the corner of his eyes told him that some of the demons here were troubled. Some were not. Rumors about a vision? Ashta wasn't sure how he should feel about it. He'd wait to hear what it was first. The pale lion settled himself right next to an uncomfortable pile of rocks. Surely no one would want to sit on rocks at the back.  

[Truth.Be.Told]

A seer had a vision he was SHARING with the pride? Oh, now Dorielle HAD to hear this. Something like this held her interest, held it firmly and had a small smirk on her face. "Come, Vergogne. Keep up, don't want to disappoint me, do you?" Her voice was quiet as she called to her slave-brother, the first-born, hitting on the words that kept him obedient just as much as his own sense of guilt for being so pale.

And anyone that looked twice at her for having white on her own pelt got a vicious look. She was every inch a demon, whether fools believed it or not.


Ringwe'naur had not been home in a long time. He'd been hunting that b*****d leopard that had killed his mother, Runya at his side. For all that his sister infuriated him, she was also his closest friend. To return home to hear that Tuli, quiet little Tuli (his brother-cousin would never be anything but 'little' in his mind), was speaking in front of a crowd...

Well, Ringwe had to be there. Tuli never spoke without meaning, last he knew.

Das Tor

 

[Cajanic]

The massive leopon sat away from the rest of the lions, watching them as they gathered. He didn't really know what was going on, but he assumed it was going to be important. Really, he hadn't had much time to keep up with the news floating around, so he was hopeful this would give him some enlightenment, if nothing else. He had been ill for a while, and stuck in his den.

The world outside had been an enigma for some time.

Yawning, the male shook his comparatively small mane, the large animal simply sitting around and lion-watching. This was his home. These were the lions he sought to be near. He wasn't sure why, but he knew it was always going to remain his destiny. For him, no other place could be home. He wondered what the vision was going to be about, and if it would effect their life or just be something passing in the wind.  

[Das Tor]

((Fancy colors later, otl.)

Aisling and Tavar gave Tuli a comforting smile, knowing he was less inclined towards dealing with large amounts of people than they were. And they...were indeed gathering quite a group. Aisling looked to her daughter, shaking her head and then nuzzling. "We don't know, Sio. Your father hasn't told us..." If it was about Sio's Grandmother, though...that would explain so much.

Tavar groomed the top of Nara's head, sighing. "He had a vision that he can't keep to himself. We don't know what that vision is yet, though. He hasn't said."

Umarth wasn't far from Rekki, having followed Domefae and Nak from their spree of calling for creatures to listen. When others had something to say, Umarth generally listened, and listened well. She kept a wary eye on her half-siblings that arrived, however, and ESPECIALLY her mother who came in behind Noh, Kabi, and the strange Kohrisu. Her mother seemed...changed, but she had grown up the unfavored daughter. She would likely always be a bit wary.

Moricorm nodded to her when their eyes met, however, before the red-and-black female sat near her grandson and looked towards Tuli. One of Nyota's half-brothers. One of the two seers. Whatever he had to say, it didn't seem good news. Not by that look on his face. The Tarenei frowned, nudging her daughters and grandson. "Pay attention. When a seer shares a vision, it's often not for the purpose of getting a laugh." Especially seers like Tuli, who tended to be very private.

Vergogne followed his sister-master, not wanting to let her down at all. He kept his eyes low, his ears not too erect, and his tail up just enough to keep balance, no further. When she settled, he settled not far from her, close to another slave with golden coloring and a black mane. The male looked to him and smiled slightly, looking like one of those Na'artu that was quite happy with his position.

"Hello there! Looking forward to seeing what is to be said?" Zungu was always happy to meet others, though why some Na'artu and Na'artue looked abused was confusing. Moricorm and her lot had been so kind to he and Taka that...he just couldn't wrap his mind around demons that abused. Vergogne looked nervous, then nodded.

"Y-yes, actually."

Runya frowned as she took her place next to Ringwe. What was Tuli doing up there? She nudged the nearby Domefae, confused. "What's going on. What's Tuli got to say?" Domefae looked to her and shrugged. Nak clicked his beak.

"We dunno beyond that it's important. Quite a thing for ya to come back home to, huh?" Runya snorted and nodded. Whatever it was...she hoped it helped she and Ringwe. They had a score to settle with a b*****d leopard.

Maisouchi stayed close to Mojana, head down but eyes alert. He was always alert. Always watching. He was her slave for now...but she'd yet to beat the fight out of him completely, even if his 'fight' was in the small things: in the way he didn't always give his all, in the way he was still plotting his escape. He would return home one day. Home to the swamps, home to his father who understood the burden he now carried. Until then, however...he stayed at Mojana's side, and listened.

Carad Gurtha was on the outskirts of the group, curious but...well, he was new. And he wasn't exactly fond of too much company, either. So he'd watch from the edges. Though...there was a dark figure further away from the gathering group, a figure he didn't recognize. Someone he hadn't seen yet, like the two seekers who had returned in time for this? Or someone new? He didn't move from his spot, but he kept his eyes on the female form growing nearer...

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NovaCracker

Truth.be.Told

Puhterodactyl

Because Tana can come bug her litter-siblings.

SilverLutz

Chimerical Beast

 

[TheWishling]

Tulivu cleared his throat as he saw a fair amount of people gathered. He was terrified and nervous, not really knowing what he was going to say or do. How was he supposed to speak to all of these people that he barely talked to as it was. Shaking his head, he found himself at a loss of how to explain that he'd seen his mother's killer. Had seen the leopard that had ended her life. Lowering his head, he ran his paws carefully over his face, over and over, trying to pull himself together. It would be okay. It would be okay to tell them all.
"Friends...Family, and Pride-mates. Welcome. I thank you for all coming as I called you to. Many of you know me. I would not have called you were it not a matter of great importance. My name is Kusimamia'Utulivu. Son of Hakunajina and Telemakhos. I....I've called you all here to discuss a vision I've had....Of the leopard that killed my mother."

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He had arrived late, with his half of the brood that he'd gotten from that strange....pink lioness. Sitting stoicly behind his sons, the young male's red eyes watched Tuliivu with an icy gaze. He didn't intend on allowing himself to stay long. Only long enough to hear what the Seer had to say and be on his way. After all. He had training to do with these cubs of his. Such foolish little things they were.

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Soon after him came the beautiful pink and black ra'alme, those bright blue eyes trained up on the rock as her female cubs followed her. They were doing well, as far as she was concerned, and she was taking a break from training to watch the speech. It promised to be a good show at the very least!

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Sio sighed heavily, but when her father began to speak, those mismatched eyes trained upon him eagerrly. She had no idea what he had to say, but knew that whatever it was-wait. Blinking twice, her heart nearly stopped when he spoke of her grandmother....and the leopard who killed her. Sio knew that somewhere within her recessed memory, she knew much more about the creature than her childhood would show, but she'd been unable to remember much, so this news...it was....incredible.
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The young female had decided to wander on the day that she was called to join. Her cubs were....elsewhere. Likely with that pain-in-her-a** Yanahine, Aisling. So when she heard something about a death, the seeress' interest was piqued. Trotting over to the group, the rather psychotic female moved to sit near Aisling, mostly to bother the femme....just for her own sake. It was fun, after all, to bother her and make her uncomfortable.
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Narakera purred as her grandfather groomed her, those green eyes happy...until her other grandpa started speaking. The young adol became rather serious at this, looking up to hear what the male had to say, though when Hakuna's name was mentioned, she looked up at Tavar, whispering into his ear, "Grandpa...I didn't know that I had a gramma with wings! Why don't I have wings?"
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Sainika had heard from his mother that there was something to attend. Ignoring his preachy younger brother, and many of his siblings, the young male was quiet. These sorts of things were rare, weren't they? What was going on.....It had to be something....something big. Shaking his fur out of his eyes, the male took a seat near his family.
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Verejanu had proudly strode in with her mother, those blue eyes staring up at the rock where the rather strange red lion seemed to be having some kind of fit. Snorting, the young lady looked around, noticing slave and demon alike. Why were SLAVES here?! The only slave who belonged here was her sister. HER own personal slave.  

[Puhterodactyl]

Tana spotted her littermate Runya and ignored the conversation she'd interrupted, licking the red lioness as a form of greeting and then plopping herself casually beside her sister. She was still very well bored until Tulivu spoke up, but it was only what he had to say that interested her, the rest of the world seemed to fade away. Her mother's murderer? The lionesses' eyes narrowed. As Verge's and Hakuna's second litter, they'd gotten a little more doting than the others Hakuna had birthed, and the subject of her mother's murder was a very sore point for her. She understood some cousins or half-siblings or half-nibings were out hunting for vengeance with not much success, but maybe this was the breakthrough they needed. Perhaps all of Hakuna's line would organize a massive "witch hunt" so to speak. Tana would be sure to be in the front.

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Delphi raised a lip over her canines to bare her teeth when she saw Tana walk past their happy little family, but under the skull, no one could see it. It was another thing learned from her father. Hate the Sparda. Hate that one especially, though she didn't know why. Phlegyas had never spoken of any physical fights between him and Tana, but she just assumed father knew best. When the seer spoke of the leopard who killed Hakuna'jina, Delphi's face was unchanged. It didn't affect her, really. If anything, the worst part for her was that there was a leopard out there who killed demons. If she made that stretch, yeah, it affected her a little bit. Looking at her sister, though, she wasn't so sure that she'd really be broken up if some demons died...

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It took all of Phlegyas' self control not to scoff. He didn't mean to. Hakuna was an okay lioness, he supposed. Did a lot for the pride to give it life blood from her own body, but he felt she could have done more for the Moriafer faction. He rolled his shoulders, shrugging to himself. It hardly was any problem of his or his family, but with half of the pride being related to Hakuna (or so it seemed) he could understand why so many would get worked up about this news. The great purple beast laid down, wondering if this would grow more or less boring. Right now they had his attention, but he wanted them to get his interest.

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Megaera showed the most worry among the Phlegyas clan. Mostly for her own skin. She didn't know why this Hakuna had been killed by a leopard, so she thought, as a huntress, maybe she'd be next. Her eyebrows furrowed with concern and she leaned in closer. Hopefully someone would catch and kill this leopard before he could kill any other lions.

The light purple female knew she should be more brave, as a demon herself, but she hadn't truly found hers yet, so she still had a lot of fear within her.

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Das Tor

Because Tana did indeed bug her litter-mate