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The lioness had been sneaking into their lands for several nights now, hunting on the weaker pray of his lands. An intruder of sorts, but what she left behind where tracks, tracks to where she went, and it was obvious that these tracks where put here on purpose. And not only that, left small hints to where she would be coming from the next night. This time though, she came earlier, almost as if she wanted to be seen, her white coat wouldn’t hide her in these parts, but would only stick out like a sore thumb. Walking into the lands her throat emitted and comforted purr, she was being loud now too. Looking around her scent was strong as her body was… in the right place to carry children. She had smelled Nyek’s very strong male scent, but smelt another females as well, she was curious to see what this king would do. Though her coat was white, her body was exotic, as it was smoothly curved, untouched or unharmed. She had been keeping herself extra clean, so her image was just that more attractive. Her shoulders and hips swayed invitingly as she hoped that her hopeful sire would notice her. This time her hunt was not for the food that roamed this land, but the king who protected it.

Looking down she noticed a foot print, was it the sires? She leaned down and took in a small sample of the scent that had been left behind by its owner; it was… the sire of this land. She looked up and smiled devilishly, he was close, she could feel it, and it excited her, looking around she hoped that he would attack from behind, she loved a good scare.

Watching a bird fly over head she watched with a sense of boredom, this sire who lived in these lands sure waited a long time to make his entrance, or at least let himself be known, perhaps he was waiting for her to start hunting, but the truth was she was already on a hunt, a hunt for the sire of this land. What fun it would be to be jumped or even pounced and brought to the ground by force, she had noticed that there seemed to be more food around that when she first started her expeditions. Did the females stop hunting?

Looking around she sniffed at the air, hoping to smell her waited king, there was a glimpse but it faded as the winds changed directions, this night it seemed strange how the wings where always changing… For a second she thought she seen him, but it was nothing but a downed log, so she just laid down with a thump, a sigh escaped her mouth as she began to clean her paw, looking after hearing foliage moving she seen the large form of a lion, she stood quickly and faced the sire, she of course had no clue to who he was, but when the winds changed yet again it came obvious that he was the sire, her heart began to race.

She heard his whisper and smiled devilishly, good, so he did know that she was coming and going, the sound of his voice made her gasp in surprise as it was dominating, controlling, and a hint of evil. She grinned joyfully and started to strut towards him but was ended when he spoke again, it seemed as though he wanted to rip her apart. She could tell with his anger, but something was holding him back? Was it her scent she grinned again and began walking towards him, ”I’m sorry sire.” She paused and bowed a curtail nod and the stood standing only five feet from him, ”I wanted to come to you, but I was nerves that you would deny me with exile, or death, but what I did was not in vain, I wanted to see you, alone, if I had come to you with a bluntness that strangers do, I couldn’t give you a gift that I have saved for you.

((OOC: Um sorry? Like I said, I've never done this before, but I'll go read over the breeding section again... And again I'm sorry.))

((OOC: A dance then? XD))

Her own red eyes graced over his form, but changed as he looked to her with distaste, what fun she would have with him, or maybe it was the other way around. Either way she would enjoy his punishment. She growled and began to pace around him with a mocking smile, ”Come lord, no longer do I want to wait for your punishment, I’ve heard so many evil things about your rule, please, grace me with your raw power.” she purred as she spoke her words, giving that much more of a mocking tone, what fun they would have!

Listening to his words, and making it obvious as her ears tilted towards his direction with interest, boy, he seemed as though she was frightened of him, she was nothing of the sort, she was excited that her life could end with a heart beat, she of course had something in store for him, she wouldn’t just give herself up to him, she was smaller than many lions, but much quicker too, much much quicker. What she lacked in strength was well made up with speed and reflexes, and bodily control; can you hold onto wet soap with just one hand? No, you need two, or this bar of white soap will slip out!

As he pounced her she readied herself so when her back hit the ground she slipped out from beneath his massive legs, and standing back up behind the sire, ”You think I would let you have your way with me so soon? No, you need an animal that can stand its own ground, from what I’ve seen, it seems as though every thing has been given to you.” She leapt back into the foliage with just a bush between the two, ”Come sire, I didn’t work this hard hunting your pray just to be taken so easily, I want to earn you punishment…” She let her voice go in a menacing hiss and began to strafe the larger male, hunting was not something males did normally, but once in a blue moon, the goddess of the hunt graced a male with the ability to hunt, and Niek, was one of those males.

”I am not a wench, my dear king, but a servant who will one day serve you with all of my life and will, not because of fear but because of the combination of passion and respect. Though your taken, I will always dream of you being my sire.” With this she sprinted towards him, readying to leap to either side of the king, how fast is he? Not as fast as she, but if her judgment was off, and the distance between he two was to close, he would grab and maim her, she said rash words which would only cause him to want to kill her, or maybe cause him to want to prolong his punishment, her heart raced with excitement.

((OOC: Say… if we did have our characters mate… I could [she’s already evil] have her train and raise his brood to be killers just as he. Its up to you, if your up to it, I’ll start another thread. We need two RPs me and you, and then three more, which I have one thread opened, and one already started, all I need to do is start another RP and finish them real quick and bam, BABIES! This of course, is if your up to it. I don’t want to stress you out, mainly because Neik, as Split has told me, is super evil and already involved with a hunt of another king. I don’t know much more than that, other than that he kills the king and is left to be killed by that kings pride??? Right wrong??? XD have a good day!))