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 Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 5:28 pm
 ((Sorry for huge image, it's just the one with her scars on it ^^))Oki panted heavily in the harsh African sun, drenched in blood. As much as she would have loved it if she had just killed some heathen or disrespectful creature, it was only a young gazelle. Killing was always good, and she always loved it, but killing for food just didn't seem as much fun. Still, those squeals of pain it made as she took it down were satisfying.
She licked her chops hungrily and tore off a chunk of it's leg in her strong jaws. It was wonderful to eat her own kill again. For the past few months, her "pet" Uwivu had been catching food and offering it to her, and while she liked to see him serve her, she missed killing things herself.
She scoffed at the thought of Uwivu. He had recently brought her bad news, and that put her in a standoffish mood (more so than usual) toward him. She hadn't seen that lion in a few days. Half of her wondered if he had gone and gotten himself killed, but the other half did not care. He wasn't good for much, other than giving her the feeling of superiority that she always craved. She served no one, none but the gods themselves were above her. She revered them, and had a great respect for them, but no others were so lucky. No, most felt her wrath soon after meeting her, as soon as she found some reason to judge them unworthy.
Oh how she loved to punish the unworthy.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 7:05 pm
 Angra Mainyu, the definition of his name better then described his personality, it described his actions. 'Evil spirit' he remembers his Mom saying quietly, he had been born this way. Next to him, a curl puff that matched him marking for marking, his twin. Spenta Mainyu, 'holy spirit'.
His wanderings had taken him far from his twin and far from home, he was a traveler now, taking in the terrain, from cold weathered mountains to heated stretches of nothing. He was relaxed, blood shed on his fur, his pelt sliced cleanly in a few places where he'd been attacked by his prey.
Now he was alone, happy and full.
"What next.. what next.. if only Spenta was here, he gives this world some color with his masked hatred." He smirked dangerously, memories singing off in order of most recent to when he was younger, killing things and bringing Spen 'presents' that he knew would get the lion going.
it was when these memories dripped away like the blood he'd spilled he spotted something, the sun blocked his view a moment then she was back, a lioness, scarred up pretty bad, a crazed way of strutting her stuff and an all yellow pelt.
"Well, well.. round 1." He growled in a pleased tone.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 7:28 pm
Oki's ear twitched as she heard a voice behind her. She turned to look, at first barely bothering to care, and then she took interest when she saw his markings. They were unlike any she had seen before.
"What do you mean by that?" She asked sharply, standing upright and turning to face him completely. She looked up and down his body, contemplating what his appearance must mean. At first she had hoped that she might be in the presence of a god, but upon inspecting him it became clear that he was not. Perhaps a descendant of one, but the children of gods were still mortal, and still able to be judged.
"You have no business with me, move along." She snapped, and began licking the blood off of one of her front paws. "I'm not feeling in a particularly merciful mood right now, so I'd suggest that you be quick about it." She wanted nothing more than to know more about the origins of this lion, but she was not about to show it. And she was certainly not going to attack him, at least not unless he struck her first. Though she normally did not care, any lion who was possibly descended from a deity had to be dealt with carefully, lest the parent be watching and bring his or her wrath upon the offender. No, she could not hurt him unless it was self defense.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 8:21 pm
The female was graceful, her legs spun her with skill. She was a fighter, her survival written all over her pelt with each scar, the blood spilled on her fur was not from a fight, but a hunt. It was a simple gazelles blood.
"I mean the world by what I say, pretty female. I will not be leaving your side, just yet." His eye's narrowed, smile dangerously sweeter then before and mind twisting into odd ways, this was a female he could work with, one he could admire in a vicious haste before leaving as she told him to.
"Believe me, the business I have with you will more than involve you my sweet. Beautiful fur, golden voice, nearly as golden as that torn pelt of yours. A catch like yourself can't be let go of." He growled and approached her more closely. His paws were massive; taking up a good space as they spread a bit on impact, his claws were unsheathed and ready to make his move.
"Do I hear a challenge upon my.. request?" He asks, a smirk hitting the corner of his smile, his eye's were still narrowed, blue slits peering at her.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 8:42 pm
He didn't. He did NOT just call her pretty...
"I suggest you keep your tongue in your mouth." She hissed, flexing her claws. "Before I remove it from your possession for good." She was not going to let any sweet-talking lion, no matter how intriguing, speak to her in that way. She did not want to be beautiful, she did not want to be attractive in any way to the males of her species or any other. She wanted to be feared, nothing more.
"As I said before, you have no business." She growled, beginning to pace back and forth in front of the massive red lion. "Don't make me say it twice: move your hide out of my sight before I move it for you!" She eyed his claws as they peeked out from his enormous paws. He was not playing around, and neither was she.
"Request? I don't think you asked anything of me yet. Regardless, the answer is no." She bared her teeth at him, exposing her wicked fangs as she tried once more to show him that she would not hesitate to hurt him if he so much as touched her.
Somewhere in her mind she knew, though, that she was no match for this lion. She was already tired enough from her hunt, and still hungry, this lion having interrupted her meal early on. What ever this male wanted, he was more than capable of getting it, and Oki could do no serious damage in return. For once, she actually wished Uwivu was there. He was not a great deal stronger than she was, but two lions could defeat one much more easily.
"You..." She hesitated as she looked into his blue, lustful eyes. In a split second, she realized the implications of what the red male had just said to her. Her eyes widened as for the first time since she was as cub, she felt truly afraid. "If you touch me, I swear I will hunt you down and kill you. My... My mate, Uwivu, will tear you apart!" She could barely believe that the words escaped her mouth, but she had to say something. She had no feelings for Uwivu, and had never truly considered mating with him, but somehow the threat of another male seemed like the only possible thing that would stop him, even if it was blatantly obvious that she was lying about it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 8:50 pm
"Har, har, har." He snickered lightly, the female was truly, blissfully unaware of his intentions til she last spoke, all her threatening words, tones, teeth and claws were a blur, nothing to the large male. He was vastly getting clsoer to her, mane and tail puffed in a sort of mating charm, if she would not join his ideals he would take her into them.
"You rmate, there is always a mate." He murmured pleasantly. "Bring him to me now? See if he'll put up a fight at all? What is he, your slave?" He spat the words at her, like a snake biting and pouring venom into it's victim. He smiled sweetly though, eye's still filled with a piwerful lust for the body before him.
"He is no more flesh then you are." He stated, not a quiver of fear touched his words. "Though you are the flesh I want." He smiled dangerously, lips pulled well apart and fangs gleaming beautifully with a light coat of blood, he was not joking around at all and allowed his claws to unsheathe fully.
"Now, was that a yes m'dear?" He growled again, a deep growl coming from his throat, almost rattling his mane about like a light breeze. He meant business.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 9:08 pm
"No... He doesn't have to bother with you..." Her eyes turned downward, she did not want to look at him. "He's s-stronger than you are. Bigger. He'll kill you if you get any closer." But closer he came. She backed up a few steps, something she had never done. Backing down from a challenge showed weakness and that was against everything she stood for, but that's exactly how she felt right now. Weak. Vulnerable. Helpless.
Her flesh. He wanted her flesh. She knew now for sure what his intentions were, there was no more guessing. Her mind raced as she tried desperately to decide if she should stand and fight, and in doing so possibly lose the only dignity she had left, or to flee and hope that she could find safety. She told herself over and over again, 'do not run, do not run, you are not weak', but as her legs began to shake and her heart pounded even more forcefully than before, she could not make herself stand before him any longer.
Without another word she turned tail and bolted, and no sooner had she done that than she realized what a mistake she had made. Her bloody pawprints gave him something to follow, if by some miracle he could not catch her, and now that she had turned her back on him, it would be that much easier for him to get a hold of her. Even upon realizing these things she knew that having made her choice, she had to stick with it. She had to run until he caught her, or until her legs would no longer carry her.
She prayed that it would be the second of the two.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 9:24 pm
Oh, had this become a game? he thought quickly, he watched as her body shifted gracefully into a sprinting pattern, she was covered with a blood he could smell a mile away and she thought she could get away. He let her run, let her get a little ways away before he began his assault, big and fast. He was nearly perfection in a lions body, but without the good.
What hope did she have? She was vulnerable at this point, he could tell she was weak from her fresh kill, even he had his moments. he could smell the blood better now, she was spraying the scent of it in the wind she ran through and it caused adrenaline to pump strongly through him, muscles twitching aggressively, he wanted her, needed her now.
"You won't survive!" He shouted discouragingly, his voice was deep enough to be a God's for all she knew, though he wasn't, he didn't know if he was related to one, but it didn't matter to him. He was on the prowl and suddenly realized he was getting quickly closer to hsi victim, had she been that weak?
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 5:30 am
Oki no longer had the will to be openly defiant, she could not afford to bother with growls or threats, she could only run, though even without looking behind her she could tell that her assailant was closing in on her quickly. She attempted to make a dash for some trees, hoping that by some miracle she could reach them and outmaneuver them, but as she turned one of her paws slipped and her heart sank as she lost some of her all-important momentum. It was over.
She collapsed onto the ground, curling up into a ball as tightly as she could and shaking slightly. One last, desperate attempt to protect herself from what was to come.
"Don't..." She whimpered, panting too heavily to say much else. She wasn't sure what was worse, what he was going to do, or how vulnerable and useless he made her feel about it. She hated more than anything to feel inferior, and here she was practically begging for the muscular lion to leave her be. Just as so many small, innocent creatures had pleaded with her before she hurt them.
Only she was not innocent. She did not deserve mercy, because she never gave it.
She thought she could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck, but she could not be certain if it was him or her imagination. She could not bring herself to open her eyes to find out.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 5:38 am
"My sweet..." He whispered, a tainted sweetness in his tone that could send shivers down any lions back. "This will be only the beginning if you're lucky." He laughed horribly, eye's closed, her back was to him, he brought a paw to her spine and dragged a simple claw down it to her tail.
"Now don't be a drama Queen, obey your King!" He roared and brought the paw that teased her down on shoulder, digging deeply with his claws, not impairing her, but bringing her pain, he was going to go all out with this, she would be his it was already decided.
[Gotta catch a bus, sorry for short post! lol]
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 5:52 am
The sharp pain in her shoulder caused Oki to roar loudly, forcing her to uncurl her body and pull away. Still she refused to look at him, his claws still in her shoulder, she managed a soft growl. She was in too much pain, too humiliated, too exhausted to resist much farther.
"I will never obey you." She said softly, "I won't." She tried again to pull away, but his claws held firm and her struggling only added to the pain. "You are not my king."
((Same here, haha xD It's alright, we're almost at the non-guild part anyways >.> ))
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 6:36 am
Angra smirked hideously, his mind had drifted hastily into deeper thoughts of what he planned to do to her. "Now my Queen that's where you're wrong. You will obey me and I will be your King, whenther you like it or not!" He roared this annnd...
...Fade Out Begins Here.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 1:24 am
Fade In Begins Here...
Exhausted from the act and pleased by eth control he flopped to his side in a heap of relaxation, he owned her now. She would never be under his full control, but he knew she was his.
"Now young lioness, do tell me your name?" He asked, his voice a huff and puff of air, he was breathing hard, chest pumping, his heart began relaxing a little now though. "Speak up Lioness." He beckoned her to tell.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 5:25 am
Oki lay motionless beside him, unable to get up. She, too, was exhausted, but more importantly she was emotionally broken. She remained silent, partially because she wanted to defy him one last time and partially because she could not speak or move. She was fading in and out of consciousness, bleeding heavily and having a hard time breathing, eventually she blacked out, not to awaken until the next morning, all alone and more afraid than ever.
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