Zumi had found herself kicked out of another pride. She had once again tried to usurp the kings power in the pride. It wasn’t such a bad thing, she thought to herself. He king was a dimwitted old codger and deserved to be outranked by a smarter prettier lion such as herself. But men were still males after all and he couldn’t have a lioness running the pride- as pretty as he thought she was. So he did what any other male would have done and pointed his paw towards the exit. She learned a few key points for her next pride take over. She needed to saddle them with cubs early on, because ruling men would look bad if ‘mother’ suddenly disappeared. And she also needed the dimwit to think HE was still king. She would just take the reins from behind and make him do what she wanted. She looked at herself. She’d need to practice seduction more to do such a thing as the second.
So she pushed back her hair threw out her chest and walked forward wiggling her hindquarters as much as humanly possible. Oh yea she was deadly. No king was going to deny her what she wanted.
Roth stalked through the tall grasses, and his eyes were like blood in his skull. He was emotionless lately, not having one bit of remorse or feeling for anything that he was doing. No, not now that he could hear the demon behind his own bellowing voice.
He was large, like his father. As an adult, he would stand taller than most females, as of now he was just a large teen.
He was strong, with a sense of will that was uncombatable. Ever since his first experience with the demonic pride, he had yearned to join.
And he was on his way now, once and for all. But first he wanted an offering to the pride. Cubs, as it were. He wanted to bring strength and blood into the pride, and he would by God.
Now to find the appropriate female.
Her butt continued to move, ‘swish swish swish’. As she sashayed across the roguelands. She’d have to find a pride that didn’t know of her ‘take over’ attempts. But that might have be the challenge of the year because all the prides on this side of the roguelands she had made one attempt or another to gain more power then she should. She then stopped moving and looked over herself with a sigh. Was she going to whore herself out for power? What would happen to her cubs if something went wrong? A small ounce of morality washing over her. They would be surely killed if she didn’t follow the kings wishes if she tried such a tactic to gain his crown. She would literately be his pawn. Her face screwed up tight, oh well she guessed the lot would be own there own then. What did she give a damn if some little rat got eaten? With silver eyes narrowing she moved forth with new determination. She kill them herself if she had too, if it meant she’d loose the chance at becoming all powerful.
He walked with a steady pace, his mane slowly growing in, and making his throat look full. He let out a growl, just to feel it in his throat. His teeth exposed, and he felt his lip raise a little.
Tail swishing behind his legs, he caught sight of the female instantly. He wanted her. A deep kind of want, that filled him with a dark sort of lust that urged him forward.
She would be the one. He knew from looking at her that she would bear his children. He would kill her if she complained, or at least thats what he said he would do.
He stalked forward, eyes dark as he looked at the female whose bright markings seemed to dance along her body.
Zumi walked forward not even noticing the male till he was upon her. But when she saw him something about the way he held himself drew her in. He was powerful and it was clear that this lion was going to go places when he aged fully. It was this though that confused her she seamed drawn to him rather then opposed. Big strong males were the ones that were least likely to give up power in any type of situation; and it was obviously that’s what she lusted after. But she wasn’t going to make it easy for him if he wanted ‘something specific’ out of her. She still had her dignity and spirit after all. And no male was going to take that away from her no mater how hard they tried. She looked back directly into his cold eyes and raised a brow. She was saying, ‘You want to play? I’m game…’
He let out a wry grin as he thought of what those eyes promised. He would win her game, and he would have her. The thought of passing his bloodline to help support that of the pride he cherished, gave him a shudder of pleasure as he finally stopped a few feet away from her.
"You are all alone."
She turned so she could face him. Her face was softer then his but she neither smiled or frowned at his invitation. “Well you being here complicates that, don’t you think?” She bustled with femininity and tried to hold back a small chuckle. She could tell this wasn’t one she should be playing with. Every ounce of her body told her to run, but his smell; his stench of power oozed from every part of his body.
Roth growled at her words, and he would have preferred her to just do his bidding and keep her mouth shut.
But he supposed it wasnt something he could control quite yet, and snorted, his eyes staring her down.
"Being alone, makes you vulnerable to me darling. Being vulnerable to me, means that you will find Im quite full of surprises."
Zumi’s ears flattened back when he growled at her but quickly resettled themselves as they were. She’d play his game to a point. She wasn’t one to be bullied so easily. But she liked his tone and his words. And perhaps she would give him the obedience he wanted; later. As of the moment she would play with him and push his bounds. She wanted to see if he really was the tough guy that he was leading on to be; though the idea was really silly as she could tell he meant business just by the glare in his eyes.
“I don’t think I’m vulnerable. I have teeth and claws just like you.” She flirted with him lifting up a paw showing off her own claws. She really should have been running. He was dangerous.
The demon inside him didnt want to procreate, it wanted to kill her, or hurt her. Either one would satisfy it into submission. It lurked behind Roth's mind, and he could feel it beneath his skin, as if it was watching his every move.
"Your teeth and claw could not overpower me."
He chuckled. He wasnt sure if it was true, but he'd damn sure try. His game was easy, he always won. If he wanted it, he got it. He wanted her, and he hoped not to have to work too terribly hard to achieve her.
"Why are you all alone? Plenty of lions here to snatch you up Im sure."
He purred a bit, and smiled. He was going to be the first to grab her. He had to. His future depended on it
Zumi thought about his words for a few moments and didn’t think he’d be terribly bothered by her answer. “Well…there isn’t enough power for a lioness like me in these parts.” She didn’t exactly want to delve into each of those weakling males that were afraid of her and ousted them from there pride. “I’m sure you can understand a need for power.” She drew ever so close to his muzzle as she spoke. She clearly wasn’t afraid of him. She just wanted to smell the power that he was emitting. It was intoxicating, she let out a purr pleased by her choice to move closer to him.
He wanted power, but he did not want to hold it for long. He wanted power over others, he would be loyal to the pride. He owed it to them for saving him from his measly existence.
"If you say so."
He nodded.
When she came closer to him, he knew he had her, and he let a smile escape his maw as he reached out to n** her ear.
His tail flicked anxiously back and forth behind him.
She didn’t move away as his teeth caressed her flesh. She was more pleased then any because she could now drive her nose into his nape and fully subject herself to his wild smell. Was this what REAL males smelled like? Oh she just wished it wouldn’t end. But she knew once the cubs were conceived this kind of touching would be forbidden and he would go on his merry way without her. Maybe for good as she wasn’t really IN to being anybodies pet as lovely as he was. But for the moment she would treat it like her special drug and she would have him as her own.
"So what kind of power are you seeking? I'm looking for the carrier of my cubs."
He smiled and gave a purr that was deep in his throat. He would never want her again once he touched her now. He would take the cubs and he would leave.
But he would enjoy her while he had her.
"I have chosen you for that task."
”Your power if I can have it and prove my worth to you.” She rolled off her tongue without much of a second thought to what she was saying. She was giving him everything and he was giving nothing in return. She just kept driving her maw further about her neck rubbing him over her body so that she could maybe share in his glory and self-worth even for the moment.
He growled his approval, and bit the back of her neck though not enough to do damage, but to short of dominate her. He released her, and looked to the den that he had been calling home for tonight. He smiled, and motioned to it.
"Follow me, and you can show me just how worthless you arent."
He chuckled, and started off in the direction of the den.
As he moved so did she as if she couldn’t get enough of him. She just wanted to roll her entire body all over his and cover herself with his passion. He bit at her neck and her backend swayed behind as if she was waiting for him to plant his cubs in her. But he didn’t instead he moved away from her in the direction of his den he assumed. Oh she would follow him there and wherever he wanted. As long as she could smell his passion and his desire. And for once Zumi stayed silent as if her movements spoke her every word.
