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 Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 8:29 pm
 Nyx was older now. Older, and stronger, and quicker. And so she'd taken to wandering along the borders of the pride, looking for materials for her crafting and glances of her brother. Where was he? Why didn't he visit? She knew he'd gone to the demons to get stronger but...no. She growled at herself and shook her head. No sense in dwelling on things she could not change. Devya would return when he was good and ready. Until then...well, she'd continue perfecting her voice and her jewelry so he wouldn't think SHE'D been slacking off.
Not that she had...Nyx took too much pride in her abilities. She was a brilliant crafter for her short lifespan, and she had a voice that others loved. And she wanted to keep that up. As she kept an eye out for interesting materials for her crafting, she started humming...working out a lullaby tune as she formed the words in her head, so she'd have something to offer her niece with next time she visited the older lioness and her cubs.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 8:36 pm
Oh he was bored, and no doubt since he left that female again. AGAIN. But, no matter, he grinned to himself, she wasn't worth sticking around for, and she seemed to have no interest in him other than there mere moments. Bah, he heard the news, carrying again, more dieties brought from his blood. He brooded to himself, wondering if any looked like his father, maybe he should steal them away, use them as bait.
He mused to much, and t made him wander.
He found himself in a strange lace, thus hid his horns and wings, his armor still hung over his face and forelegs, black as night with his faint markings and scar over his eyes.
His eyes still ad no pupils.
He laughed to himself, musing, and heard a faint hum, smiled and walked forward.
Tiring, his games were tiring.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 8:54 pm
At first, Nyx was caught up in the song forming in her head. And then she heard movement besides her own or the small animals that weren't so afraid of lions. Now she was on alert, ears back and red eyes narrowed as she stalked forward, a pale figure in the tall grasses. She would just...check and see what it was. Run for help if it was an enemy. She was quick enough.
When she saw the strange black lion, she blinked and stood. Well then..."You have entered Matembezi'wasakaji territory. Do you mean harm, or are you just passing through?" He was large...but she was quick, if he did mean harm.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:02 pm
"Harm?" he questioned, not looking at her first, his pupiless eyes, though not glowing in this form, might make him seem blind, he would play this game. "Seemless form, do my eyes show that I mean harm? This was, was well taken care of by m brother you see," not today, no harm today his voice whispered within his head. "So while I wander, I do not know where I roam, I merely go on from place to place, seeking out leftover food, wearing this, these things for protections," oh he played the part so easily didn't he?
He grinned, flicked his tail, as long as she did not come to close or touch his side, she would not feel the invisible wings, "Tell me, is this pride of warriors, peacemakers? Am I being stalked by a lovely warrioress in training, dare I try to see with this eyes her face?" he pretended to squint,t o try adn see her form, "Too far I fear, ashame, it has been so long since I've seen another with these eyes."
These games were fun.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:20 pm
If she could have blushed, she would have. "Forgive me...we recently had something happen and...well, one can't be too careful." She carefully moved closer, until she was a couple feet from him. "This pride is...a little of both. We provide a safe haven for those seeking refuge from the evils outside these lands, and those evils who come too close can expect to find our claws as sharp as any Firekin's." Those great lions of the desert that always seemed to bring her mother grief.
"I am no warrior, not usually. I am a Crafter and a songstress. Nyx is my name." She'd never met a blind lion before. Or...one with diminished sight. Either way, his eyes certainly didn't see much.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:28 pm
"Well then, young one it is best not to stray too far from able ones, is it? You never know what tricks lay beyond borders and can threaten..." he smiled, grinning on the inside, "I know that all too well." With her name, he had to clear his mind, what was her name, "Your name, is Nyx?" Like Nix, was this some type of torment, or were they the same, no, the female before him looked nothing like the goddess.
"Tell me, beautiful songstress, as I see your image, faint, so faint but pure now, do you know the stories of the goddess that holds your name?" he could play this game for many nights, he told himself. "I've met her for a few moments, though her beauty, compares not to yours, you venture closer, with a kind heart."
He felt pride surging in his blood, how to bring her further into his trap?
"I will give you a gift, young one, if you venture close enough and I can see your eyes, and wings will surely carry you to your desires," the markings upon her back made him wonder, a seer perhaps?
A trick was in the making.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:45 pm
Nyx nodded. She'd heard the tales of what lay beyond the borders for the unwary. But she could defend herself. She was Mioyo's daughter after all. She blinked at his next words. "I know I am named for a far-off goddess of the night. But beyond that...I did not grow up with tales of the gods. But I did meet a god once..." She remembered the strange, almost frightening looking god. And she remembered she didn't fear him.
She drew closer, curious about this lion. So his sight was just diminished, and not gone completely. "What sort of gift do you bring, dark one?" She still had no name for him. Perhaps he would give her one...
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:50 pm
While she moved he moved his paw ever so slightly, "Watch, young one, the wings on your back, they are dark, black even. Though they do not give flight yet," he outstretched one of his wings slowly and silently, bringing it close to her side but so it would not touch, he pulled a feather out of thin air, it appeared, next to her side, "But look, from what does not appear yet, comes forth feathers of the future flight of your heart." He outstretched it to her, and laid it by her paws, curling his wing back upon his back, close.
He offered a gentle smile, "You wish for so much in your heart, don't you?"
Another goddess of the same name, and who had she met? He pondered, his father perhaps?
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 7:31 pm
Nyx had seen odd things...but this rather surprised her and caught her off guard. A single feather, as black as the wing-markings on her back. She took it up, the wonder clear in her red eyes. Ideas for an accessory were already running through her head...perhaps the would make it into her rank marker...
She returned his smile, something about him drawing out her trust. She wasn't sure what it was, but something about him seemed familiar, though she knew she'd never met him before. "I...do. But there is little I can do besides wait. And that makes me wish even more that I could do more than that." She wanted her brother back. She wanted her mother back. And yet...she was stuck. And she hated it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 7:10 pm
"To be in a place where you feel lost and almost astray is hard, I know that. For so long have I been without my family, my father, my brother," he grinned inwardly, though keeping a solemn appearance upon his maw. "Its been so long, and sometimes I wonder if my journey should end somewhere, where I can live on without frustration, but to grasp something is hard, you need to see, what you need," and want, he thought to himself, looking in her eyes.
He flicked his tail, yawned and shook his mane, "Tell me, light of this moment, is it far to somewhere comfortable?" he stood, his massive size trying to compensate and make her not be intimidated, this was fun.
"Speaking for just a few moments with you has been so wonderful."
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 7:25 pm
His situation sounded hauntingly familiar to hers. Yet he was a rogue, and she was bound to a pride. But with his sight...well, it was as he said. They were both in no position to gain what they sought. She felt a strange sort of kinship to this large rogue.
"Ah! We have guest dens, not far off." She regained her smile, though it was a small one. She felt no need to keep up her mask in front of him. No need for a 'brave show'. "If you'd like, I can lead you to them."
His complement made her feel warm, a little more secure in herself again. Nyx had no idea what she was getting into.
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 7:34 pm
"That would be so wonderful, my light, but stay close to me? I can only see so far at different times during the day, I need you to lead me now, my eyes grow tired," he stood next to her, walked slow, giving the charade his eyes truly were blind. He felt comfortable with himself, this was almost too easy, but part of him wondered if he should pursue, but it was quickly cast over.
"I would love to talk with you more, learn more of this place, perhaps my time to stay still for more than one moment draws near, with you to guide me, here it feels like home," that would do it, surely, he believed.
Falling for the bait.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 1:03 pm
"I think I can manage not to stray too far." Not that she wanted to. Being near him just felt oddly right, in the back of her head. And so she started towards the guest dens, glad they kept them up. Even now, when the pride was on alert, there would be those that sought them out, or stumbled upon them.
She didn't realize she'd fallen for the bait. The fact that someone was actually thinking, seemingly, of joining her here, rather than leaving her...She couldn't help the bright smile that formed on her muzzle. "I would love to talk with you more as well. This place...is a wonderful place. Even when members have their disagreements, they are able to set them aside for the greater good." It was her home. Her beloved home.
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