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She was taken to the practice area, and handed a bow. She gave him a strange look and he told her that he wanted her to use a different weapon. Or at least, know how to use more then one. In full reality, she could use more then one weapon. She could use the spear, dagger, and her teeth. She never was good with the swords. But the bow was not taught to all. It was a specialized weapon. They did not hand them out to all the children, like they did knives. If you are injured in a sparing match with a knife, then you should have been quicker. With a bow, you can injure someone from far away, and that person cannot defend themselves. How can you practice fighting with a bow, when to practice with it could mean death?

If her father had lived long enough, he would have taught her how to use the bow. As an enforcer, he had been well taught in it, and even had his own bow. As had her mother. So , she did have a bow, but it was hidden away. She's never learned how to actually use one. Holding one now, felt weird to her. She aimed, keeping her breathing steady. Remembering to breathe the right was, was easy. She's spent her whole life practicing it. And her right hand was dominant, though she could use her life just fine. A skill necessary for a hunter.

Aiming, she left the arrow go, and felt the release in her arm. It was different from holding a dagger. But it did at least, hit the target. It was a little low, but that was an easy fix. Aim higher. She looked over at her husband. She was not great with it, but she could use it. Of course, any lion could shot a bow. Weapons in general are their thing, but using one well, was a different story.

She smiled, and a light laugh escaped her lips as she was carried into the house. And when he whispered in her ear, she smiled, and said, "Yes." And while that evening would bring joy, and a bit of...fun, there was darker times ahead. The king and queen were unaware of the threat to their home, their family, their people, and their own lives. Because, in the warm south, a clan of tigers is preparing for attack, and they have decided that that land of the lions is where they want to make their new home. These tigers, are very different from the ones that the lions are used to. These tigers, are heavily reliant on torture, and believe very highly in destiny, fate, and their own divine right to take what they want, when they want.

And these tigers, are only a few days away from the pride home.

[[Sorry for the short and crappy post, I was trying to layout a future plan, for WAR!!!!!! ]]

Quickly getting up, she moved into a crouching position. Its the same one she would use if she were pushed down in battle, and getting up to defend herself. She smiled playfully, unafraid of his demonic look. In fact, it made her swoon. She loved that dark side of him. All of the lions had their ...ruff spots, because they were villains in a way. They were guns for hire, seen as evil by soon. They torture and execute prisoners. But honestly, they are good people. They take care of their own, and have a strong sense of unity. Amber had been the one exception, but for the most part, the lions care deeply for each other. It is the way things have always been. They are a family.

She moved to her knees, and crawled, slowly to him. She shifted forms, and went to him, rubbing her head against him. Making a small purring sound, she looked like a kitty cat. Too bad she had enough power to tear a man's throat out with her paw in a single swipe. Aw, the joys of being a lioness.

Watching him leave , she instantly gave chase. Her slender feline form was like a flash of gold amidst the darkness of the night. She jumped into the watchtower, and gave a shock to the guards there, before quickly jumping out into the forest. She landed gracefully and broke into a run. The light snow did not hinder it. Instead,it made her feel stronger, and she felt very comfortable in the cold night. She stopped running, and started tracking her mate. It was fairly easy, especially since she had a connection to every pride member in her mind. Her bond to him was increased because of the fact that they were mates.

There was always this type of unseen bond between mates. After all, when you choose that one person to love, you give them a piece of yourself. It creates a connection that noting can break, not even death. And it gave her the ability to find him, no matter where he may be. She smiled, best she could as a lion, and made her way to a nearby field. Crouching low, she was ready to pounce on him.

She was in a playful mood. It was in her nature as a woman, and as a lion. It reminded her of when they were teens, and they snook off into the forest during the full moon, to ....train. Well, it was supposed to be for training, but more often then not, they had ended up simply playing around.

Crouching low, she slowly inched forward. When she was finally near enough, she made her mouth, jumping up. If it all could have been slowed, it would look like she was flying, and it would be an amazing sight. The way the muscles moved, and the power behind every move. Lions were amazing creatures. But in normal time, it looked fierce. She , if she had been hunting, would have had her claws drawn ready to sink into her victim, but since she was not hunting, she did not have her claws out. After all, she didnt want to hurt him, at all.

As a young girl, shed gotten into a sparring match with a girl near her age. The two had been best friends. But it had also been the full moon, and at such a young age they did not know yet how to handle the emotions that came with the full moon. The were fighting, but suddenly couldnt fight the urge to shift. Their claws were drawn, and by accident, Azura injured her friend. The two never were the same. They still will talk to each other, but Azura feels guilt, and the other girl, feels fear. But since she is queen, the relationship is alright.

The other girl still bears the scar on her shoulder. Both girls were lucky that was all that happened. No one had blamed them, but instead been sad that no one had been there to watch over the two young girls. But things happened....especially in the world of shifters.

She felt herself get tossed to the side, but she quickly rolled back over. He egged her on. She growled, and stood up, waking around in him a circle as if he were her prey. She made her choice, and came towards him, shifting form. When she came to him, she was on her knees. She cocked her head to the side. The moonlight shone brightly and the cold was bitter against her skin. But it was healing for her, and she enjoyed the cold. She was a bit worried as to how he was taking it. She moved forward, but paused. She didnt have any weapons on her to begin with. She had left them at their home.

[[Sorry its so short, and don't worry about it. It was holidays smile ]]

She had been shocked when he had jumped and pinned her. But when he playfully pretended to snap near her face, she was not scared. She was actually, having fun, and her body was reacting in the way most female lions would. Play fighting is also used in the were lion culture when competing for mates. So for her , this was also a flashback to that. She smiled, and sat back up. She stood in human form , walking towards him. Pushing him back, she went to her knees, shifting again.

As a large lioness she rubbed her head against him, and purred like a cat would. Of course, this cat has a powerful enough jaw to break a man's neck. And her claws could rip your arm off or break one of your bones. But she would never do that to her mate. Beside, he could easily fight her off. Which was good. Lions should be strong.

She smiled and walked around a bit, exploring. She ended up finding a small rabbit. Killing it in a single chomp, she brought it back to him, dropping it at his feet. She turned her head to the side, and then laid down on the ground once more. She was not nearly as nervous as he was. She was not afraid to get ambushed. What moron would ambush two of the most dangerous people in the shifter world?They were both well known. Him , for his contracts, and her for her torture methods. Many shifters now told their people that suicide was a better option. She did not agree. She had always told her pride to never give up. Keep fighting until you cannot. Suicide was not an option, unless it could save the lives of others. To simply die to avoid pain was...cowardly. And there are no cowardly lions. They are not permitted.

She looked at him. "We should get home soon. Conner might come home and wonder where we are." She loved her son very much. He was getting older. He would be four soon, and she could hardly wait, though it also made her sad in a way. She was not ready for him to be all grown up. At least, not yet. She wanted him to stay her baby.....

((Im thinking about having her discover she is pregnant. After all, she did sleep with him those few times, before she even talked to him about having another kid.))