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 Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2017 12:46 pm
 It hadn't been that long since she joined the stormborn, but since she had stepped foot in to the lands she had decided she needed to be a Reaver. She had joined a small party of youngsters out for their first reaving and with that she was ready to take her place in the pride as a strong warrior.
This day she would return as a powerful lioness in the eyes of the pride she had joined. She was going to fight her way to the top, she just wasnt entirely sure how long that would take. She had taken a few glances at the reaver captain on their way out from the prides lands and decided she could do that, she just had to get through this particular thing first. It was a little insulting she was surrounded by so much young blood but she supposed as an outsider she had to start some where.
Growling quietly the deep purple lioness stalked along with the sun at her back, what did she have to do to return as a true reaver?
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2017 2:26 pm
 Even though Eldahildr had spent her entire life in the stormborn, she had never left the pride grounds. It was mostly because of her own pessimism... after all, at the time she first considered becoming a reaver, it was frowned upon for a female to become one. So she has procrastinated for a long time and raised a litter in the meantime. When her cubs were grown, that interest had returned. When she finally found a captain willing to take her, she was delighted. Finally, she would take a step towards her dream. But it was pretty nerve wracking to leave the pride for the first time. Yes, she had wandered close to the borders, but never much farther. It turned out the captain was teaching a lot of young, rambunctious lions so she lingered in the back of the group. She wasn't excited to be working with kids. But, she had spotted another lioness in the group, too. She decided that she would follow the purple lioness and stalked behind her, unsure whether to break the ice or to just keep going.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 10:50 am
Cynder turned when she heard someone behind her. It was strange having someone so close to her that wasn't a threat. She had to remember that these were her pride mates now and if she wanted to become a true part of this place and maybe one day become a captain she had to get along with those around her. It was a big ask. The purple lioness gave a nod "I guess I'm not completely surrounded by kids." She chuckles, her voice a hoarse rasp, she was sort of happy that there was another who wasn't a youngster here.
"Are you an outsider too?" She raised a curious brow, small talk, not something she was used to doing, but again, perhaps one day she would try and convince this lioness and others like her to join a group of her own. That was after all her determination. Perhaps forming some sort of friendship now would benefit her later on. With this in mind she decided a smile would suit the situation so she turned her lips in to a small smirk. "I feel like an old lady surrounded by all of these youngsters." She chuckles.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 1:08 pm
Eldahildr grinned. The other female seemed to be friendlier than most folk she talked to on a day-to-day basis. Not that her attitude typically won her any friends... She decided it would be beneficial to keep her snark under control. She didn't have many friends outside of her family (if any) and she would have to be able to work together if she wanted to make outings a regular occurrence. Who ever heard of a reaver who started fights with their pridemates? Correction, who thought of one who would start fights that couldn't be controlled? Fighting was just the pride's way of saying hello, half the time. "It's nice to see another lioness on the team, too," Eldahildr replied, her tone bright. "Hmph, I am stormborn through and through. I take it you aren't?" Well, she started off okay at least. She shook herself off. "I was never fortunate enough to find a captain to take one of us out for a viking in my youth," Eldahildr admitted. "And by one of us I mean us ladies."
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2017 11:13 am
Cynder raised a brow, she probably would have risen to this challenge normally but she wanted to be able to come back form this viking in one piece, she didnt know the strengths of this new female, so she let her mirth bubble under the surface, she would find something a bit more small and meaty to take her anger out on later.
"Ah, I see." She didn't really, why wouldn't a female just go on a reaving with the other lions like today? She shrugged the question off and raised a brow at the dark female. "No I was born in the rogue lands but when i heard of the pride I decided it was the place for me."She didn't mention the fact that her mother was a control freak or that it had taken her an age to escape from her grasp and be independent. No one needed to know that.
"My name is Cynder.' She gave a quick nod. "And you are?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2017 3:57 pm
Eldahildr nodded to acknowledge Cynder's words, her eyes bright with interest. It wouldn't look good for her if she mentioned how alien the roguelands were to her. It would show Cynder that she was vulnerable, and vulnerability was reserved for thralls, not stormborn. "So this is just another day for you? You must be skilled," Eldahildr replied, smiling and showing too many teeth. She'd better be able to pull her weight, rogue born or not. "I am Eldahildr, but if that is too much of a mouthful, Elda will do." Hmm, while chit chat was fine, it wasn't getting much done. Eldahildr crouched and slunk low to the ground, feeling the grass brush against her belly. "C'mon, let's keep going."
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2017 8:23 am
Cynder gave a nod, she would have spoken about how perfectly capable she was at killing, how absolutely perfectly capable she was at assassinating a target, how she could hamstring a lion before he, or she, know what hit her, but tooting her own horn, even in a pride where tooting ones horn was a given didn't feel like a very sensible thing to do.
"I'm good enough, it can be hard to survive, if you don't know how." That was enough to be said about that. Her tail lashed as the other lioness dropped to her belly. It seemed some signal from the captain had alerted her and Cynder had missed it. Riolling her eyes, she wasnt used to taking orders, she followed suit and started to stalk. They were here to plunder from some small party or other. She would do as she was told at least until she could become a captain herself some day.
Her deep blue eyes fixed upon the group they were stalking and she looked around for a signal from the captain. What would happen here she wasn't sure but she had a feeling she would be walking away with some nice prizes. The group they were targeting seemed small but perhaps there would be a good fighter amongst them or something shiny to return home with? Either way the game was on.ChaosTheories I'm gunna assume they will raid some NPC group here and leave with spoils.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2017 10:17 am
Eldahildr's urge to keep going seemed to come at a good time. The party had come upon a group that seemed to be the target of the day. She flexed her claws softly into the dirt and glanced at Cynder, who had joined in stalking silently. It was hard for Elda to keep her rising excitement in check. Once she brought home a prize, once she proved herself... there would be no stopping her. Perhaps she would even come home with a thrall to replace her current one, someday. The captain gave the signal to strike. Eldahildr gladly obliged, not hesitating to charge forward with the younger members of the pride. She came across a smaller female, carrying something in a hide satchel. The female was not a fighter at all and Eldahildr quickly sent her running with a well-aimed swipe of a paw. She cut through the leather strap and it fell to the ground, abandoned by it's owner. Eldahildr lay by her prize to regain her breath. What was inside? She looked at the others to see how they fared.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2017 11:00 am
Cynder charged as the captain gave the signal and she, she aimed for the biggest male in the group, she could see a glimmer of gold around his throat and she intended to have it. She had killed big males before and she wan't afraid to wade in. Her claws found purchase in his hide and as she ripped he faltered. She pulled the gold from his neck and sent him running, her claws were full of his blood, his fur tangled between her toes and she had gained a magnificent prize. It seemed she was to be a reaver.
The purple lioness lifted her gaze from her new ornament and landed on the dark lionesses whom he had been conversing with. It seemed she too had come up aces. Padding over to Elda, Cynder grinned. "Seems we will both be raising through the ranks today." She grins proudly.
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2017 11:08 am
Elda couldn't help but grin at Cynder and her prize. A bold move, certainly, but it awarded her. Elda had chosen to take down a target she was sure she could beat, but she wasn't feeling upstaged. She had gotten something, after all, and after growing up during a reign that didn't allow females to be strong... she felt pretty good about everything! "Indeed! I hope this bag has jewels in it! But I am sure a nice batch of mint would be pleasing as well," she said, turning her gaze from Cynder to her claws, which had fur stuck to them. She proceeded to pick most of it out. "I guess we shouldn't stand around chatting," Elda said after a moment. She got back to her paws and grabbed the bag's broken strap in her mouth. A fine leather, expertly crafted. Shame she wouldn't be able to reuse it. "Let's go find the others."
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2017 11:17 am
Cynder gave a nod. She smiled, a pleased feeling welled deep in her chest and she gave a light sigh, a releived feeling finally coming upon her. She was a really part of the pride now, a reaver, when she got back, when she got home, she could claim the rights that all reavers had.
She wasn't entirely sure what those rights were yet but she fully intended to claim them. Stretching her claws out she looked at her paws and considered cleaning the blood away, she normally would have, she hated to be dirty, but she knew the other was right. They had to re-group then they could show their spoils and go home.
"Lets go." The purple lioness grinned a pleased grin and trotted off in the direction of the gathering viking band. She was one of them now, truly one of them.
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