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 Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2016 10:08 pm
This Viking will be lead by a female Captain (insert name) (NPC) who has been looking for a small group of lions to investigate some caves. Of course there will be plundering and perhaps even a capture.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2016 11:29 pm
Impatient taps of a paw seemed to echo in her ears, the blue lioness had been up early and arrived at the assigned meeting place just as discussed. The irony in her waiting wasn't that she had to wait for Sabia, no that lioness seemed to lack an idea of what time was, she was just baffled that the Captain hadn't arrived yet. Where had everyones respect for time gone? Who exactly was she running under? The disgust was visible on her maw by the time Sabia and the Captain rolled around. Of course by then she wasn't waiting alone, there had been a few others join them - many were faces she didn't really recognize. Where did the Captain hide these individuals? They actually appeared a touch crooked in her opinion, but of course no one asked for that.
"About damned time." The curse would have been alarming to those who knew her and Sabia reacted in such a manner. "Oh no Cap., she is serious now." The sarcasm was unwarranted, but the Captain laughed right alongside the red lioness. Zjarri hadn't though of harming anyone, not purposely, until this particular moment - oh so long as that didn't include persuasion. Persuading others was something of a typical tactic used among the lions, they weren't always necessary, but when a Thrall or outsider got out of place it would happen. Heck even between the lions in higher ranks it was a common occurrence. She mused quietly about doing something she may regret later to the Captain and then let the fleeting idea pass.
Pale pink eyes scanned over the group she and Sabia had become apart of, they weren't entirely a weak looking bunch, but it was clear that the Captain wasn't incredible. This was something that Zjarri would have to keep in mind. Her future may just depend on popularity going forward - but that was future Zjarri issues that she chose not to recognize for the time being. "Can we get a move on?" The demand, though expected from the already irate blue lioness ended up being spoken by the red lioness whom appeared wanting to leave the lands. What was going on?
Sabia`Deimos had a plan for this particular Viking, so when the group was deployed by the Captain who was finally getting everyone going she relaxed a touch. What she needed to discuss with her lighter partner was something that couldn't be openly discussed in many places. The sinister look that bloomed on the red lioness' face was fortunately hidden by the skull she bore so well - it should have been a dead give away of just what she would be capable of doing, yet most just dismissed the adornments. Even Zjarri who had seemed to be a cautious lioness had accepted her for what she was. It seemed everything would work out in her favor.
Soon they were pulling ahead and away from the prides lands - oh how freeing it was to be away from the constraint of the lands that they called home. Not that there were really any constraints, yet still the freedom was satisfying and Zjarri often wondered how other prides dealt with just staying put - even her own pride mates occassionally stayed home. It just didn't seem plausible. "Hey, keep your head about you!" The sudden beckon from their Captain pulled the blue lioness from her thoughts. It seemed they had reached their destination much sooner than anticipated. It would seem that this particular adventure was going to either be quick and a test or much longer than anticipated. It would seem it was the latter as they approach a cave that appeared to disappear quite deeply. Zjarri caught herself thinking that perhaps she should have brought her Thrall - though rethinking the idea reminded her that leaving the Thrall behind with Sabia out here was likely for the best.
"Now, when are you going to tell me what is on your mind?" Zjarri whispered in rushed tones towards Sabia. The red lioness appeared caught off guard, but only breifly, and was recovered to the collected look beneath her mask. "What do you mean?" Sabia whispered back, her tone was harsh and bordered on annoyed. Pale pink eyes looked away from the lioness and then exchanged the look of worry for slight annoyance herself. Perhaps the pact between them meant much less than she had thought. Of course she knew that may end up being a means to an end, but until that point she needed the cooperation of the other. "Now, how many of you have been to a cave before?" The Captains voice raised above the group and she eye'd the pair whispering. The act was rude and so she thought to teach them a lesson. "Since you two have already seen a cave and what may be inside perhaps you'd like to scout ahead?" The voice taunted and seemed to encourage some form of backlash. Instead the red lioness did something that Zjarri had not expected.
"We would love to scout ahead."
The shock was hidden behind a calm look on the blue lioness' face. Never in all the time she had come to know Sabia did she see her for one to back down, but she should have know better - of course there was a motive. She learned this as the pair began their approach to the cave with noises of the other Reavers setting up what could be assumed as a camp of sorts. This was going to be a longer stay - unfortunately.
Upon entry to the cave Sabia took a moment to lock eyes with Zjarri. "Are you a fool?" The red lioness berated her partner. "Why would you start trying to inquire in the midst of all those others?" The blue lioness stared at the other in utter disbelief. "How dare you question me, did you not pledge an allegience of some kind?" Zjarri tried desperately to think back to their agreement. It was made clear in these moments that perhaps they needed to create a set of rules, or at least guidelines.
"Well cmon, out with it!"
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