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Eyes cracked open slowly as the large male awoke from his dream. A line already forming on his face from the lack of company he had. It had been far too long since he last spoke with anyone, and that just wouldn’t do for him. He needed company, he needed something to fuel his inner fire, he needed a woman. Picking his large self up he turned towards the kill he had been sleeping close to, none had disturbed it just as he predicted. The scavengers proving to be smart in the area unlike those in the last.

Wandering toward the corpse he dipped his head down, tearing off the flesh of his kill and slowly chewing. Why eat quickly when he could savior the flavor of the flesh? It was delicious, the blood filling his mouth along with the meat. The antelope had most defiantly been well fed that was for sure, where ever it had come from. Picking his head up he smiled, satisfied with his meal. He would leave the rest to rot or be picked at, it would no longer be fresh enough for him to enjoy anyway.

Lazily pulling himself to his feet once more Vol wandered off, following his instinct to travel north, knowing it was always a good direction to take. He was after all a lion of habit. Enjoying doing the same things day to day, or at least, he thought that made him happy.

Having been in a fairly annoyed mood Vol was quick to hearing the growl, and even faster to reacting. No one was going to just growl at him for walking passed, and the fact that it was female made it even worse. He knew that females were under him and for them to growl at them like they were above, no that would never fly. She would have to be shown who was boss, who had more muscle and sharper claws.

Letting out his own steady rumbling growl of warning he looked over to her, his dark red eyes fierce and his haunches raise. If she was stupid she would react defensively, allowing him to get his way. He wanted a fight, he wanted to take her, and most of all he wanted her to submit to him.

“Come woman; attack me if you feel I am a threat.” He was steady as he spoke, letting his rage build up inside him, holing it to be released when he actually needed it.

Vol snarled, he was not stupid and it wasn’t like he wanted that disgusting half rotted carcass. No, he had just enjoyed an amazing meal that he himself had killed. Moving forward two steps Vol laughed. “Woman, you have no idea what you are getting yourself into. “ He eyed the carcass once more before looking back at her. “It is not like I would be eating someone else’s kill. Pathetic. “ He smirked, hoping to hit a cord with her, causing her to flinch and even fight back with words. If there was one thing he enjoyed more than a fight it was a fight with words.

“You always resort to eating things half rotted?”

Vol stood strong watching the female attempt to move him with her hips. She would be stupid to continue her dance, that was, unless she actually wanted to be taken down. Unlike most males he had trained himself to be strong and fast, he lived in the rogue lands after all so being strong always meant better food and better water. Smirking Vol took one step forward then stopped. “You think you might be higher than me, yet you can’t even duel me without first trying to trick me.” He couldn’t help but laugh loudly, his laughter just as thick and heavy as his voice and body. He turned towards the carcass and scowled, it smelled absolutely disgusting, like it had been in the sun for far too long.

“To think, I might have even helped you had you not growled at me.” Red eyes stared at her, no, he wasn’t in the mood to just chase her tail, he wanted her to come, wanted to play and break and own. He would have this girl and he would enjoy her. She just had to break first.

Vol couldn’t just allow her to leave now, she had pissed him off thoroughly and she would have to pay. Either she would stick by his side for her insults, or be killed for them. He glanced up towards the sky before smiling, yup, she would be his. Picking himself up lazily Vol walked toward her, not exactly at any kind of chasing pace, just a slow follow, a stalking even. He wouldn’t waste all his energy just running after he, naw, she didn’t see have much energy in her in the first place, prolly had something to do with not eating? “Now why are you being so cold, huh? Don’t you want a nice fuffy boy to warm up to and get you everything you ever wanted?” His brown mane hid his eyes as he stared at her hips. Nice size and shape, wouldn’t be hard to get accustom to either. Yup, that would most definitely be his.

His body was now working up to a faster pace, slowly shortening the gap between them. He knew one hell of a trick, be slow and precise and you get your prize, act fast and scare your a**. Everything was afraid of fast movements, it had been something he learned very young, so if you were slow, the guard on many slows as well, making it so much easier to get what you want.

“Why are you walking away, I didn’t start the fight, just added to it.”

Vol snickered; of course, she was playing hard to get. How wonderfully childish. If there was one game that females played that he could fix it would be that one. The one that absolutely drove him insane, growling lightly out of aggravation Vol quickly decided it was time to pounce the female. Show her what he was made of. They could fight to see who was dominant.
Rushing at her, he quickly pounced at the female. She was driving him nuts, and that just wouldn’t do. She was going to be his, and he would take her with him where ever he went to, even if it was a pride. “My name is Vol lioness, and you would be smart to remember it.”

Smirking at the female as he pushed her to the ground. What did she think he was going to do, just let her fiddle with his mind? No, he wasn’t that weak, especially not against a female. “Hahaha, you think I am stupid girl?! I am not so young as to fall for such childish attempts to seduce. I will make you mine, and I can tell you want me to. “Dodging the first swipe at his face her smirked, only to be smarted by the second strike, “Damn you b***h!” He roared, pushing her to the ground with as much force he could muster.

She really was a beauty though, her indigo eyes bright with anger and something else that he couldn’t quite make out. It almost looked like lust to him. Grinning down at her he slowly moved away. She wouldn’t be able to run away after she struggled like that. Now they could just sit, and chat.

“Now my sweet flower, won’t you be mine? Let me take you away, somewhere where I will treat you as a queen, but you will forever be under me. It won’t be so bad though. I can see you like me after all. “ He smiled softly at her, trying to tempt her as much as he could, tail flicking lightly. Yes’yes, she would be his favorite, though she knew damn well she would need a lot of work before being allowed to speak to any other males of the pride…

A heavy sigh escaped the dark lions lips as she spoke, defeat evident in her tone. She certainly was dramatic, but that was one of the reasons he enjoyed her. The overly dramic nature she seemed to give off. Shaking his head some he smiled at her, taking another step back. “If I was a pig I would have just taken you then. I am giving you a chance, come with me. You will always be well fed and always have a warm partner to sleep next to. “He sat down, waiting for her to calm down before continuing. “I call you flower because you remind me of one, a lily. “Looking at her seriously he shook his head again, laughing softly. “I cannot kill something as beautiful as you! It would be a waste of a beautiful lioness though that shell of yours is as cold as –ice-.”

Sitting next to her he watched her chest rise and fall before looking towards the skyline. Would she stay with him? He was certainly hoping so, though he couldn’t really stop her if she didn’t. She hadn’t deserved to be killed after all. Not yet… even if the cut still stung. “I suggest you sleep, you are worn out, and tomorrow I shall get you something good to eat, unlike that foul carcass you have been nibbling off of.”