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 Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 6:24 pm
Na shook his head slightly, as though to set the snowglobe of his thoughts stirring again. He knew what went on inside his father's head and it horrified him, reviled him. The more he saw, the more he wanted to escape him, to be out of range of his carnal and twisted thoughts.
"I don't want to. That doesn't mean I don't know some things." He'd give up his powers in heartbeat if it meant he could live peacefully as a mortal lion, having never gotten entangled in the dangerous world of godly blood.
He nodded to Tanaka with a smile, not intimidated by his anger, sensing it had other direction or at the very least being too stupid to notice it.
"That at least would not make you a bad lion." his honest golden eyes hid nothing of his thoughts. He believed that harming other creatures was unpleasant but that harming Mrost was justice. Perhaps his uncle would eventually be the one to save his life, intentional or not. At least he received some hope in that. There was another lion out there aware of Mrost and unlike him, capable of taking him on in equal terms.
He spoke again, his voice blank. "He looks to kill the red one when her prince is away. Whatever that means. Maybe it will be of use to you."
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 6:43 pm
 A chill ran down Tanaka's spine, his fur standing on end, his body tense, every sense on edge as if searching for any sign of the blue god. Although Na-Be had no idea what his words had meant, Tanaka knew instantly, and a sudden sense of fear and rage surged through his senses, his thoughts filled with nothing but Kiuma.
And angry snarl parted the demon's maw, talons extended to rake at the earth, a fire burning in his green eye as if expecting Mrost to show himself at any moment. The voice that came from his throat was full of rage and hellfire, a menacing growl.
"He will not touch her!"
His words were a booming threat, all of it focused on Mrost, though Na was unfortunate to be the one to hear it and feel the angry glare that accompanied them. But for all his rage and hatred, Tanaka felt a blinding fear, one that he had never felt, one that told him he -had- to get back to the side of the lioness, now, before his brother could find her.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 6:54 pm
Na cowered back from Tanaka's snarl, unsure what he had implied by his words that would bring out such anger in the god. Na-Be only knew what he could passively feel from Mrost and these sensations were rarely clear. Still, in the face of his uncle's wrath, Na-Be was startled into adding what else he could. As he did so ducking away in case he was struck for his words.
"I don't know who the red one is. But Mrost is looking for her as well as me. He's searched the pridelands for now.. Now he's back in the dusty battleground."
He took two steps back from the other lion, his face, so like Mrost's in it's build and colouration, devoid of Mrost's arrogance or self-confidence. Panic was like a stone in his belly.
"But if it means something to you, white god. You should go to her. I'm sorry to keep you with my babble."
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 7:23 pm
A low menacing growl rumbled in the white lion's chest, talons tearing into the earth beneath him, an odd menacing aura surrounding him. Though his rage was not directed at the blue lion before him, it was no doubt terrifying no less, enough to make the blue lion would have feared for his life. But Tanaka did not kill the innocent, and for now at least, Na-Be was safe from the white lion's wrath.
"I know who she is."
His paws clenched in the earth as if longing to wrap around his brother's neck, to rip his throat out for even daring to think of harming the one who meant so much to him. Mrost would never touch her, Tanaka would see to that.
"Thanks for the information, I'm sure we will meet again."
Whatever gratitude may have been in Tanaka's voice was drowned out by the rage and fear that consumed him. And with no other word than a snort, the white lion turned back the way he had come, his gait starting at a trot but quickly stretching to a run as he raced to reach his mate before any harm came to her, leaving Na-Be alone to somehow make sense of what had happened.
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