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 Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:26 am
 Compared to roaming the lands, there were advantages of a pride. The water was always there, a fresh renewing source that continued to be there every morning for the rouge lion. The lands were thick, well shaded, and the clustered dens were comfortable and safe. Compared to the deserts from which he came, this place was a lush haven that offered itself freely to him. The fact that these females had had it easy aggravated the lion, causing him to glare at any passing members of the overtaken pride as he passed by, his eyes sharp and narrow from behind his skull mask. Ungrateful. Disrespectful. Horrible. It dug into a tender nerve to think of this pride enjoying this land without effort and keeping it to themselves and then thinking they were entitled to it while pushing away males. Oh yes. Soro had heard a few of the ideals this pride had. Their had been research done beforehand, and he had listened, which only fueled his anger for the day of the takeover.
As he moved, he drank, again overtaken by the fact that there was water freely flowing here. For the desert dweller, it was a miracle to him. Licking his muzzle, he turned and noticed a few females. Bored and stewing in his own hate-filled thoughts, he felt the pent up desire to push a few of the women and see them cower. They deserved it.
Moving, he approached into a group and growled, forcing them to move aside. Whoever didn’t move would get a sharp bite or a fast paw.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:37 am
 Moray was talking quietly with a few of her fellow pride members. As fas as she knew, Lulu and her brother were quietly hidden with Nadra. They did not want them to be found-not yet. Little did she know that Lulu was actually hiding in the bushes, hidden in the shadows. Moray had needed some time away from the silly and naughty cubs and the nervous Nadra.
She had not been there long before one of the overtakers, a brown and black male-came shoving into their group. This was one of the first male she had seen and by far-she was nervous. For one, she was at the time where she could have cubs again, though it wasn't really obvious. She was healthy, sleek and lithe. She lowered herself behind a friend, in hopes of not being seen. She had tried so hard to not be sighted.
((Little Lulu will pop out in due time :3))
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 12:20 pm
Most of the females pulled back, sidestepping and bumping into their comrades. This only caused Soro to curl his lip, disgusted. Females were cowardly, and those who put up a fight were too high and mighty for their own good. As he pushed through, making sure they knew that when a male approached, they should make room, he noticed one female pushing back, but bumped into another lioness. Moray might have not picked the best place to be hidden, as another lioness pulled back and withdrew, moving out of the way. The fact that the lioness had momentarily halted to get out of the way, having backed up and noticed Moray, had caused Soro to stop. Even slight hesitation was seen as outright retaliation, and he turned to the female. The lioness moved out of the way, being younger and having prebuilt fears against males, revealing Moray.
Something so pure white did not go unnoticed from the dark red lion, who narrowed his eyes. Young, pure white, and healthy. She probably had an easy life here to get her pelt looking like that, and her body suggested health. This caused Soro to turn about and face her. “You lioness shouldn’t scatter. When I approach, you should separate neatly and bow. What messy organization. No obedience what-so-ever. What are you doing talking anyways? Put yourself to some use, or …” His red eyes began to wander. “…I can put you to some use.” He let his eyes peel apart the females, taking them in. They were all healthy and probably hadn’t had a real mate in a long time. Unplucked spoils in his opinion, and he had an appetite that had been starved for a while.
His eyes returned to the white lioness, and he smiled. "Get up and show these females how to bow like a good girl. I think they need a demonstration."
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 12:30 pm
Moray had not been raised to be obedient to males. She was born from the Kunanda'un, a place where males were very lowly. Here, they were absent usually... and she was not used to being ordered around by them. But her fear for her family, she was willing to do anything to make him go away. She looked over at her comrades with lilac eyes and sat up, standing and with a bit of a swallow bowed her head to him, though inside she was rebelling. It was no good to rebel. Not yet.
She wasn't sure if that was sufficient but she lifted her head back up and sat down, ready for him to go away now that she had listened to him-much to her dislike... She was busy, thinking.... of how that rouge male was protecting Nadra at this moment, waiting for her que to help protect her from the invading males. To help ensure that she would not carry their young.
She did not speak, but simply sat looking at him quietly with glittering lilac eyes
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 12:37 pm
This did not please Soro. It was a short, reluctant bow, and he wanted to prologue it. It was stiff, short, and she sat back, looking at him as if she expected something. Not only that, but she had looked at the other females as if she was thinking about what they had to say. He was the only one she should be paying attention to. “Tch. Did I say you should stop? I didn’t give you permission.” he snarled, and reaching with a massive paw, pushed her head down and back to the ground. “When I say bow, you bow, and don’t you dare bring up your head unless given permission to. Now..” He snarled, lowering his head so he could speak to her, but loud enough for the other lionesses to hear. “..ask permission to rise. ” He lowered his voice for the last point to whisper just to her. “..and be a dear and think about how you ask. You might not be the only lioness I punish.” A pride that failed together, received punishment together. That’s what loyalty was, and they had all made the mistake not to know how to act to males.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 1:09 pm
Moray was frightened now. If any of her pride members knew her well, it was her fear of males being dominant. She swallowed as his paw met her head and lowered it, where her ears flattened and she trembled. She knew his paw was more than capable of giving her a hard blow and for one-she was not the most resilient females out there.
"My appologie's sire." She said softly, her purple eyes squeezing shut. She did not want to displease him, not at all. Being that she was a midwife, she had to keep her fellow females safe. "May I rise?" She asked, her eyes squeezing shut harder.
Lulu watched the events unfolding with wide red eyes. That was her Mommy Moray he was bullying and she didn't like it. But her parents had told her to hide-always hide-from the males who had taken their home and their queen. She lowered herself to the ground, her eyes wide. Was he going to hurt Moray... She didn't know. She didn't want that to happen but-there wasn't anything she could do...
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 5:41 pm
The fact she was struggling and her eyes were shut tight as she spoke delighted him. Still, she was learning too easily and he felt she was just not at the level he wanted her to be. She could still retain her pride after this, and he didn’t like the idea of being brushed aside once he left. Instead, he shook his head. “No. Stay like that for a bit. I don’t think you are low enough.” He pressed his paw further down upon her head to make her muzzle press into the dirt before he released. His eyes shot out to the other lionesses and he stood fully, shaking himself off and walking around the female.
“Oh me Oh my. You certainly are a healthy one. I bet you got fat on this easy lifestyle you and your fellow lionesses enjoyed. Nestled here and just reaping the spoils you didn’t deserve. Just disgusting.” He growled, lip curling to expose sharp teeth more bleached than the skull mask he wore. “All you lioness need a good kick off your high rocks and see how low you all really are.” He shot out a foot and kicked the feet below the lioness, before rising up and pressing his paws upon her back. “Like so.” he pressed hard, and for sheer pleasure, extended his claws into that lovely white pelt. “Now ask me for permission again. Sweetly. You’re a lioness after all. Speak real nice to me and ask permission again. ” His face stretched into a wide grin that exposed every sharp tooth. His eyes widened as he took in the side of a clenching back.
((He's not crippling her, but just giving her some pain. You can have free reign of how much pain he is inflicting.))
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 6:45 pm
Moray kept her head down, waiting for him to allow her to rise but his words made her heart skip a beat. As his paws met her head, she let lose a small whimper as her nose collided with sand. It went up her nose and she dared not made a fuss over it, and simply opened her mouth to breathe.
She just sat with her nose just above the dirt, panting through her mouth. Just take it Moray, soon these males would all die or worse. They would meet their demise. It was certain. Right? She was tempted to simply tell him 'no... I joined a few days before you killed our queen... so I did not grow fat here...' but was not going to.
As his words rang out and his paw pulled her feet from before her, she fell forward. Then the pain. She was not used to males hurting her and this frightened her. She let out a moan of pain, her purple eyes squeezing shut as his claws drew beads of blood on her pure pelt.
"P-please... May I rise?" She asked, her voice trembling under his weight. "P-please have mercy."
As she watched the events take fold, her little red eyes opened in shock. As soon as Morays voice called out in pain, she was from her hiding spot and running at her Mother, a worried expression on her cubby face. "Mommah!" She called as she neared, though she started to slow when she neared the big scarey male.
Moray heard a sound she had hoped would have stayed behind. Lulu, she spotted her running towards her. Oh no, not her baby. Not her mates child. She did not dare stand up, but the horror on her face made the other lionesses around look terrified as well. Lulu, one of the hidden cubs was now exposed to the males. "L-lulu." She said quietly, in horror struck awe
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 7:21 pm
His eyes rose wide as he reared but, as if the very word shot through him. “Mercy? Did you just say that YOU of all things wanted mercy from ME?! His paw curled deep into her muscle and he hunched, back sprayed with his fur as he wanted to tear into her. Of all the creatures in the world, a lioness was the further to be asking him for mercy. To suggest he even had any was insulting, but for her to request it as if she was entitled to is, as if he would just hand the little torn shreds of mercy he still had left freely, was outrageous beyond measure. How could she ask for it? How could SHE, a female, ask for his mercy after all he went through?!
“If you want mercy, how about I rip off one of your limbs so you always remember to bow. I’m sure your bones would be just as lovely white…” He twisted his paw into her. “..as your pelt.” He watched the blood seep around his paws, smearing into her fur. Lovely red. The red he was familiar with. “I guess not as lovely white as it use to. ” he gave a manic laugh, but it caught all to quick at the cry that rang out. The hush from the other lioness was instantaneous, and Soro’s eyes went wide as he paused, frozen still before he looked out and saw a small cub run this way.
A splotch of black and white, the small creature approached him, her frame small and scared. “Mommy?” He said, as if he was trying to recall the word back to his lips, but found it hard. Oh, so it was. A female did have cubs after all, and this one must be one. A little, lucky girl.
“Oh! So THIS is your mommy?” He pressed into Moray’s back before stepping off her and moving over to the lioness. Grinning wide, he stood before the cub, grinning as he bended down to be at her level. “Aren’t you a lovely little thing? I bet you’ll grow up as lovely as your mother. Maybe I should show you some mercy too. I bet you’d love to grow up in my den, wouldn’t you?” He grinned and looked over his shoulder to the white lioness. “How about it, Mother dear? You have such a lovely daughter. Maybe I should take her home with me and keep her warm tonight.”
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 7:30 pm
Moray shut her eyes and cried out as he tore into her more-but the fear of her mates child was growing more and more with each passing second. Why had Lulu followed her? The pain was growing and she was starting to writhe under him, her back screaming in pain, her pelt dying red. The world was starting to reel above her even though her eyes were shut. No...
As he taunted Lulu and stepped off her, so that she pulled her paws up under her and crouched, panting and bleeding. Weak. She was so weakened by this pain, all this trauma. All the fear. "N-n-no... please..." She said. She didn't want to reveal that Lulu wasn't her cub. She didn't want this male to know she was planning to become pregnant by other means.
The other lionesses all grew quiet and nervous at his words.
Lulu stared up at the strange male, her height so small compared to him. She blinked, sitting down and looking a bit shy. She hadn't ever talked to a full grown male. Her Mother Morays face was so unhappy and her pretty white fur was all mussed. "Yes... I have two mommies. She is mommy Moray." She said, giving a small nod of confirmation.
She wasn't sure what he was talking about, being an innocent baby. She really didn't see why she would to go his den anyway. He didn't look like someone you'd snuggle with. Not like her brother. "No... I don't need to keep warm. My mommies do that okay." She said, looking a bit puzzled.
Moray prayed to the gods that Lulu hadn't mentioned her brother. They didn't need to steal him away and defile his innocent mind.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 7:53 pm
Oh, this was too fun. First the physical pain, and now having a cub delivered to him. It was divine justice calling to him. This is a mother who deserves this. I would not offer this cub to you unless it was right. Grinning, he mocked great interest in what the small cub was telling him. The female behind him was already suffering, stuck in both her pain and her position in this new pride order. If she spoke against him, he would have full freedom in tearing into her with the added bonus of scaring this small cub for life. The little female would never doubt the power of a male. If she remained, he could enjoy watching the mother whimper at the power he processed in choosing what he could do to something a mother cherished. “Really now. Two mothers you say? I bet they take good care of you..and your other siblings?” His eyes glimmered as all the lionesses still remained. They were loyal to each other, but all of them, every one, was rendered incapable of doing anything. United, they could watch their comrades suffer. They could not protect each other, and they could not protect the next generation. This was turning out to be a nice lesson for all of them.
“You know what. Your mother doesn’t look too well. Maybe I should take her to your other mommy so she can look over her. Would you like to help your mommy? Would you like to take her someplace safe before something really mean happens to her?” He said, looking with a sweet face to the small lion. Manipulation of this kind was easy. A cub was tied to it’s mother and a mother, usually, was tied to it’s child. This other mother intrigued him, and if he could, he’d take down the entire family to beg before him.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 8:02 pm
Lulu looked up at this stranger with her natural born curiosity and firey personality. She looked over at her Mommy Moray, who still looked upset and sad, and Lulu wanted to go snuggle with her to make it better. She then looked back up to the dark male and nodded. "They take good care us." She said proudly, her red eyes beaming.
Lulu then looked a bit worried and indesisive. She knew she wasn't supposed to see the big scary males and that her Mommy Nadra and her brother were supposed to be secret. And she didn't know this male, who was a stranger and her mothers told her never to talk to strangers. "I don't want my Mommy hurt!" She said, her face falling grim and sad. "It's a secret. I can't tell!" She said, nodding her head and lifting a paw.
Moray was about to beg and plead for this male to not hurt her child. Lulu was so innocent and weak standing there with the male smiling down at her. She felt a huge amount of anxiety and fear. If they found Nadra they would find Shai and that would be horrible. She lifted her head to the male and gazed at him, begging him with her eyes. As long as he didn't hurt Lulu, Moray would offer up her own life and soul to him.
Just don't hurt the infant. "She's just a cub..." She said softly to herself, her eyes watering.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 8:24 pm
It was crushing the female. This must have been her first real exposure to this type of torture. Ah, didn’t it hurt when your heart was still tender? He knew. Fresh, hot, searing pain that dug deep and made you want to break down into pieces. What a weak, pathetic female. To be this way before her own child. She wasn’t fighting with each part of her body, and was rolling over, a coward, who was giving up her own child. Cry, plead, but eventually even this female would save her own fur and leave the litter. A litter was a litter after all. A female could just have another. They were worthless to them in the long run. He doubted this female deserved this little lioness, but in the end, the cub would turn out the same way too. She was a female after all.
The little dear was sweet, but clammed up. He was sure he could make her talk, but the mother was breaking and he turned to feast on the sight. Smiling, he lowered down to the little cub and frowned. “Aw. Look at your poor mother. You’re making her sad. I bet you did a bad thing by keeping that secret. Let me check.” The rogue rose up walked back to Moray, his eyes roaming to the other lionesses nearby. They were silent, and their eyes darted from his gaze. A few kept his, glaring at him. He’d take care of them later.
Moving, he smiled at Moray, crumpled on the ground and eyes misting. Grinning, he lowered his muzzle to her ear. “You don’t deserve mercy. You don’t deserve that little cub. Don’t worry. I’ll take real good care of her. Maybe next time, you won’t have children.”
Smiling, he turned his ear to her lips, mocking that he was hearing the mother, before rising up. “What was that? Oh really! Little cub. Your mother said you were a bad girl in not taking her home when she needed you. You should have told me that secret, and now your mommy decided she doesn’t want a girl who doesn't know when to help others.” He shook his head and turned about, kicking dirt in Moray’s face as he walked back to Lulu. “I can’t have such a heartless mother have you. She said since you kept that secret, she wants me to have you. Look at her. She’s crying because she’s ashamed of you. Shh. I’ll take you home with me. I’m a nice lion. You’ll see.” Grinning, he leaned down and brought her close. “Be a good girl and follow me. I’ll take you to someplace you’re wanted. ”
He looked over his shoulder and smiled. “That is, unless your mother actually wants you back and wants to take you back home to your other mommy. If not, well, I guess you have to come home with me. What is it, Mommy? Do you want your little girl and go back home with her, or do you want to give her to me? Remember, if you want her, I’ll be nice enough to take you all home. I’d love to meet your family.”
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 4:13 pm
Moray was not one to act without purpose. For one, if she attacked this male when she was weak and bleeding-he would slice her thin. But if she could only get to Lulu and keep her safe-it was burning her heart to see her like this. The worst part was, if Moray returned with a bleeding hide and no cub, Nadra would get excited and may hurt herself in an attempt to get her baby back. They would wait if they had too.
As he bent close to her, her lips curled back as she spoke. "-k-kill you..."
She winced as the dirt hit her face. What could she do. This male was capable of biting Lulu's skull into pieces. She would wait. And Lulu amazingly enough-was resilient and smart. "-never show you-"
Lulu gazed up at the strange male and did not trust him one bit. Her mothers had always said males were not to be trusted-except for her brother of course. She watched him through mistrusting eyes as he went to her mom and clearly showed her what dirt tasted like. Lulu didn't like that. She didn't like him. She stared up at him with furrowed brow. "No... Mommy doesn't hate me. She said secret is important. You are a liar!" She said softly, puffing out her little chest.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 7:14 pm
Sora laughed, and gave a wide grin, one that was a habit of his when greatly amused. “I’m the liar?! Why do you think your mother is saying nothing but the truth? Because she’s your mother and you’re her cub? What a small way of thinking? Just because she’s your mother, doesn’t mean what she tells you is true. Things change. Like right now for instance. Your mother probably told you she would always keep you safe. Well look at her.” He sidestepped to let the cub look at her mother. “On the ground, unable to do anything. She can’t protect now. You should learn to fend for yourself.” He shook his pelt, getting rid of some of the dirt that had settled on him from punishing Moray.
“Little cubs also need to learn their place. You called me a liar. What if I called you mean things? You’d get angry. Guess what, pet…” He lowered down and whispered to her. “I’m very angry. ” He reached out and set his paw upon the cub, pressing down on her small head into the dirt. Like mother, like daughter. He remained close to her, and growled into her ear. “You need to learn to take responsibility for what you say and do. You were brave enough to call me a liar. Are you brave enough to take me on? ” He rose, and released her, before looking at her. “Now. Since you called me a liar, what should I do? Hmm. Oh, I know. How about I make your mother blind? That way she never has to look at you again. Would you like that, little cub?” He raised a paw and extended sharp, black claws, flexing them as he turned about and headed back to the mother. It was a nice exercise, this back and forth. The mother hated him, but she was weak. The cub was brave, but was young and stupid. “If you don’t want me to hurt her, you better convince me to stop.” He called back to the cub, going back to the female and raising his clawed paw.
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