demonstrationevi (3:27:54 PM): Atia shifted her shawl on her shoulder, taking a break from the noise of the festival. Venus' festival had been one of her favorites when she had been younger, but now it was just grating her nerves. Let them all have their fun, their... love-making and whatever else they felt like doing. Though anything other than a lot of dancing and sex didn't really make a whole lot of sense to her. She was too old to dance, and none of the male leopards in the pride held any interest for her... all one of him. She supposed there was the hybrid boy or a lion, but all of them were... distastful.
It was odd how sick she was getting of being alone. On nights like this one, she missed Cato. He had been a good mate, for all his weaknesses. He had been dead a long time. Their children dead a shorter time. And now she had managed to arrange a mate for Maximus... not someone she would have chosen given more choices, but Nyao would do.
But for now she sat alone, shifting her shawl and pearls. She had been desirable once. Most still found her attractive, despite her age. But there she was alone... what had the old Caesar said? It's lonely on the top?
Syrius Lionwing (3:34:34 PM): "I won't dance, don't ask me, I won't dance, don't ask me, I won't dance, madam with you, cause my feet won't do what my heart don't want to do." A voice sang through the gloom of the eve, a voice resonating, sharp and beautiful and filled with a bounce of some sort of youth. Of course beau was no spring chicken, he was no where enar as old as Atia but he had seen plenty in his life time.
When he spotted the elderly leopardess he didn't hesitate to walk up to her and circle around her, in a seductive manner. 2When you dancve you're charming and you're gentle, specially when you do the continental, but this feeling isn't purely medal, for heaven rest us, I am not asbestos." he moves away then turning with a grin and a wink.
"But I won't dance, I won't dance, I won't dance madam with you, for my feet won't do what my heart don't want to do." he bowed a low bow, though his eyes never turned fromt he older female, a roguish grin spread widely across his maw. "Beau the bard lady and you seem very alone, perhaps I can lull you a tune and keep you company."
demonstrationevi (3:39:42 PM): Atia listened and watched him, a slow grin creeping onto her face as the strange male approached her. Atia was a lot of things, skittish had never been one of those things. And a bard... well, that was something very intresting. She hadn't heard a singer worth listening too in a long time.
"Oh, so you won't dance with me?" She asked him, standing up and purring thoughtfully. What a handsom young man he was... not that young, but younger than she was. That had never been a problem for her. Besides, he was quite charming all things considered...
"I'm sure you could interest me with a tune. The ones down there," She nodded over her shoulder towards the festival, "their songs are far too boring. I'm sure you can find a way to... entertain me, traveler. It's been a long while since I've heard a song that could make my bones want to dance."
Syrius Lionwing (3:45:46 PM):
The orange tabby male grinned broadly. "Why madam I'm sure I can sing you a tune to make your fur stand on end." he pured tilting his head slightly to the side to look her over. he wasn't averse to lookign a lady over, especially one whom was clearly not shy of his forwards approach.
The male peered past ehr towards the revellers raising a brow. "To escape such a hullabaloo in tot he arms of a true artist will certainly be worth your while." he winked and stood padding around her unashamedly and leaning his shoulder against hers, his nose tilted towards her ear.
"Every breath you take, every move you make, every single step, every time you smile, I'll be watching you." He whispers, his voice a gentle, melodic sing song as he pulls away his tail swaying in the air "oh can't you see, you belong to me." he grins his tail running under her chin. "My cruel heart aches, with every step you take, every move you make, every vibe you breake, every single step, I'll be watching you."
demonstrationevi (3:51:28 PM): Atia grinned. Shy was another one of the many emotions that had never been in her repitroir. Nor had an aversion to flattery, and since this male was clearly a rougue and not a member of a pride, she doubted he had any alterior motives then... well, the incredibly obvious one. Nice to know that some young men didn't let an older woman intimidate them.
She turned her head towards his, a haughty smile breaking out on her face as she listened to his song. Entracing, really, a little creepy, but interesting. She had never been afraid of being watched. That sort of thing made life so much more interesting.
"An interesting tune... a little bit of a romantic stalker, aren't you?" She asked, her voice a whisper of a purr. Perhaps the spirit of the Goddess had managed to surface in her after all... and who would have thought it? Perhaps her old bones weren't so old after all...
Syrius Lionwing (4:03:55 PM): Beau Chuckled and raised a brow "A lady such as yourself should always be watched don't you think? especially if she is so beautiful." He moved again then padding up to her and standing with his shoulders high, his head held so he could look down upon her a little, a brow raised and that ever so roguish grin plastered upon his maw.
"You don't look like you have been watched nearly enough lady, perhaps you need some, private attention." He chuckles looking her up and down once again and shrugging both of his eyebrows. he wasn;'t afraid of the older female, far from it, a seasoned beauty he thought, well worth at least a smidgeon of his time.
demonstrationevi (4:09:57 PM): Atia smiled a little, tilting her head and looking him over. Not hiding it either. "Oh believe me, I'm always on the lookout..." How long had it been since someone had actually called her beautiful? She couldn't remember. She couldn't say she wasn't pleased that he had.
"Oh... I wouldn't say no to some private attention." She mentioned thoughtfully. "You would be suprised how few notice what's right in front of them." That was also true of her devious nature. Not many people realized what kind of a person she really was...
Syrius Lionwing (4:17:34 PM): The younger male leopard grinned nudging her shoulder. "Then lady let me whisk you away from this noise in to a land of milk and honey." He purrs not afraid to gentle cajole the older female away from what was clearly her pride. "How could you be missed my pretty? You are beautiful as the mountains snows. I should know I have seen them under foot." he chuckles lightly his dark eyes glistening as he nuzzled at her ear.
"It's late in the evening, she wonderign what clothed to wear, that beautiful lady, grooming her soft blond fur, and whens he asks me, do I look alright, well I'd say yes, you look wonderful tonight." He croons pressing his body against her side.
demonstrationevi (4:23:09 PM): Atia chuckled a little, low in her thoat. What a forward young thing he was... exact opposite of her sweet old, dead, Cato. But that was alright. Besides, she was old. She was entitled to enjoy herself while she was still around, and she hadn't had any fun since the plauge and the earthquake. "Then you'll have to tell me all about them dear..." She whispered in his ear, "Because this old woman loves to hear stories..."
She smirked, listening too him sing. And he was such a tallented little thing. This would do for her. "Let's find a more... interesting place for us to talk. Don't you think? After all..." She looked back at the festival, "I wouldn't want anyone to try and steal you away from my attention."
Syrius Lionwing (4:31:24 PM): He licked his lips and directed her with his shoulder towards the direction he had come from. "Follow me, follow me, leave your friends and follow me." He puurrs, his voice full of a consistent melodic quality.
"I passed a little cave on my way here, we can be alone there dear lady." He hummed a rather jaunty tune then "I wans't jealous, before we met, now every man that I see is a potential threat, And I'm posessive it isn't noce, I used to say that smikign was my only vice, but now it isn't true, now everything is you." He croons his dark eyes glistening seductively.
demonstrationevi (4:44:50 PM): Atia smiled a little stepping around him and letting her tail slide under his chin thoughtfully, "That will do nicely... out of the way... unlikely to be seen or... disturbed. I wouldn't mind that at all." She grinned, walking the way she had gone. He certainly didn't scare her...
Syrius Lionwing (4:47:31 PM): Beau chuckled and followed her, he could lead, he could follow, he didn't mind, all he saw was an interesting night ahead with an experienced lady, it would be a challange and he didn't doubt he would learn much from their little encounter.
And maybe he would swing back this way in the future, he couldn't be tied down but he didn't mind a leasurely visit to the ladies.
demonstrationevi (4:50:57 PM): Atia on the other hand was a leader, and had never been much for following anyone except her Caesar. And even then, she wiggled her way into making decisions whenever she could. After all, she was the elder of the pride. She had to find some way of making a point.
And depending on whether or not this boy impressed her... she might invite him back in the future. After all, she could always use a little fun, and obviously Venus had played some part in this. Maybe Atia was finally getting a bit of a break.
