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She nodded, his words a comfort. She pushed her worry away and composed herself. She was regina and she needed to act wih dignity and strength. She moved and walked to the window, opening it. She looked out and from far could see her husband composing a structure, no doubt for Amber. She sihed softly, hoping the girl would come live in the safety of her pride. Despite her weakness, she was still a lion. One simply can't ignore their nature for the nature is their own.

The lioness stood up and exited her home, waking towards the cluster of homes near the middle edge. She smiled brightly as her young soon rushed up to her and hugged her leg. He was a mass of golden blonde hair. She frowned and leaned down, touching his arm gently. She generated a small layer of ice over an area of his arm. "You have been out in the sun a bit long. Go inside and play with your friends," he smiled and rushed off to do as his mother asked.

Like her, he was sensitive to the sun and exposure burned him easily. As he got older it would getter better. He has a growing power over healing, and as he grows and matures so will his gifts. Over time, he will be fine. She had no power over healing and had to be careful how much time she spent under direct sunlight. She walked to the prisoner huts, intending to question them about spy activity.

She had not been in the prisoners hut long, when her husband, showed up. He seemed a bit surprised to see her there, but then offered to join her. She smiled, an evil and slightly cruel smile, and walked near the prisoners. She looked at each one, as if seeing inside their very souls, before finally picking one. She smiled, used her key to unlock the prisoners chains, and dragged the prisoner to a second room, where she tied him to a chair. She tended to do her torture in the room, where the other prisoners could still hear, the only exception was the execution the day before. Executions, she does wherever she wants, its torture she does in the room.

The Regina pulled out her knife and trailed it along the prisoner's chest. His chest was already covered in knife scars, a simple gift from the Regina. "Now, I would like to ask you again, what information you learned here. Please feel free to stay silent, Id love to play with you some more." The spy kept silent, but fear was clear in his eyes. He whelped as she slowly pushed the knife into his chest, but not too deep. She did not want to kill him. She pulled the knife out and froze the wound. After all, it wouldn't do to have him die from infection.

The spy is a tiger, most likely a rouge. But as a spy, he would die, but first she had to know what information he had learned. After all, shed caught him sneaking around her own house. Not a good thing..especially since he'd been carrying seven different weapons on him. Of course, somehow, shed taken him down, along with some help from the guards. "Really I would hate to have to kill you. Your talking will save you pain, but it would be a shame for me. I like my play toys."

She watched as the Rex, killed the man, of course, the man's fear caused him to react a certain way, which caused him to die faster. Funny how one's destruction is almost always a direct result of their action or inaction. She watched at the Rex held out his hand for her. Back up, she reached down the floor picking up her dress, and putting it back on. She taken it off, so she could taunt the tiger. Plus she had a lovely little scar from his kind, that she wanted to make sure he saw. It was part of her motivation for hating the tigers, especially the rogues. Smiling, she walked back over to the Rex, putting her knife back into its sheath. They had things to do, like bury their dead with respect.

Pausing, she asked, "Did you want me to speak in your place? I know that you sometimes are not quite sure what to say at these things, and with so much going on....do you want me to speak for you?" She asked softly, as they exited the prisoners hut. Her feet, bare as always, made small tracks in the snow. It was a bit cold, but there was not too much snow. It was heating back up. They always had the strangest weather patterns, but soon it would settle down. At least, one could hope. Though she prefers the blizzards, for herself, and hates them for her people. Few have the gift of ice like she and Conner.

She thought about Amber. The two did not get along, so no long gushy conversations, but she was Regina, she could be civil. But the two should not be left alone. Azura is a lioness, in every sense of the word. She is highly competitive, and her nature compels her to keep the upper hand. A good thing for keeping trouble makers in check. But it could complicate things, sometimes. For example, there was a reason mating was a lifelong thing for most species, especially the lions. Lions are territorial, things go south when sometimes tries to take what its theirs. A smile spread across her face, as she recalled her young friend, Ciara. Shed lived outside the perimeter, until a rogue had tried to hit on her. Her husband came home....they came home the next day. They had buried the rogue nearby , and had decided to come home...not many lions live away from the safety of home.

[[I keep trying to establish more about the lions as I go. Each species is so unique, that its hard to convey it all. I have this image in my head for all of them, but its hard to make it all translate to written form. ]]

She accepted his decision with grace. He was right to say such. His people respected him, but lions respect strength,loyalty,and courage. As king, he must have it all. As must she, but she is second in command. He will always be looked to first. And as they walked to where the ceremony would be,he spokme of Amber. It was true that the two did not get along, but she was Regina. It was her duty to protect her people, not pick fights with them. "I'm not going to eat the girl. Just do not leave us alone for very long. My patience is reserved for the children."

She loved the children. It was amazing, considering her mind for torture. Yet, she loved her son very much, as she loved all her people. She even loved her husband. Love seems like such a foriegn concept to a people who respect brute strength, but love did exist among her people. They did not do arranged marraiges. The males have to woo the females. Usually a male will end up with a female close to his own ability. After all, the males are most attracted to the strong females as well. It all explains why the Rex and regina always end up being the best their age group has to offer. That and the son of the rex is always held to a higher standard. They had to prove their worth in order to be named Rex. A weak Rex would lead to invasion and destruction of the pride.