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Fraust was bored, not a new sensation for the dark male but all the same he had itchy feet almost. As he'd wander further from the more comfortable living of the roguelands, a new scent tingled in his nostrils. It grew stronger the further he went and it intrigued him... but he was still bored. He yawned and looked up at the sun, it as just nearing the peak, with it would come the hottest part of the day. He was a little put off at the fact he was still fairly cool, his temperature kept lower by the fact a strong breeze blew all across the area he was in. The scent was strong as he climbed a slope that was hiding the horizon behind it. When he topped the rise, he gasped at the sight before him. So much water! and the smell was like nothing he'd smelled before. There were sparse grasses where he stood but below him spread out a golden plain of... well .. it didn't look like dirt, Fraust wasn't sure what it was but it looked inviting. He made his way down to the beach and tested his paws in the sand, turning to a boulder that was settled at the edge, between the sand and the tussocks of stiff grass. "Oh really?... you think i should hang around here for a while? i'd say that's a good idea" he said to it, moving to top another rise not too far from the one he'd come down. He Blinked as he saw a rather large male lion, all dressed with strange trinkets sleeping on the golden stuff. It was then he caught the shine of something, right near the other male's head "Oh my ... that's so shiny .. yes yes.. i hear you calling me shiny rock, i'm coming.. but be quiet.. you'll wake the lion up and get buried then i won't be able to find you" he whispered, attempting stealth and moving near, his paw reaching out to try and pull the stone towards him carefully... hoping that the male wouldn't open his eyes .. not yet...

The sun warmed his body, giving him the needed boost to help lull him to sleep. He loved the warmth of the suns rays, and he loved the warmth of the sand, and he j ust loved everything about the beach. He and his ship would be heading out come night fall. They had to set sail, or so to speak. He was in charge of making sure all of the crew would get their shinies. That in itself was a full time job. But he enjoyed doing such things. It made him feel strong, not that he wasn’t.. The fruit had settled into his blood, and having long been fermented he was now finding his stomach slightly queasy. The only thing the sun did to him was sometimes make him feel slightly icky.. But he did it to himself every day and by now he was used to the feeling of a churning belly.
He snoozed, his breathing deep. He looked fast asleep and he was, however the slightest noise was liable to wake him..or he might sleep right through the male passing him. It all depended on how he was feeling that day. Today was not a day that anyone could sneak up on the male. He blinked open one eye, hearing someone talking. He didn’t raise his head, nor did he stir as if he was awake. He lay there, still and unmoving, waiting to see what the male would do.
Instinct told him to hold onto his feather and trinkets.. But he knew any movement would alert the fact that the male had been awakened.

Closer and closer, silently and carefully, Fraust crept towards the male and the shiny rock, he whispered to himself, a one sided conversation with the rock "yes yes, i'm coming, just wait, i know you can't move, you're only a rock.. shush now, you'll wake him" he mumbled as he sneaked his way forwards. Of course, he wasn't quote as silent as he thought, the sand shifting under him as he moved, it felt very strange under his paws, warm ... but .. strange. He'd never felt the like before, except maybe gritty dirt near a river. he held his breath as he got close enough, his paw reaching out trying to get the rock bore the red male woke up. "c'mon.. just a little more.. then we can be away before he even knew you were there... shiny shiny ... " he whispered, gritting his teeth, praying the male wouldn't wake.

Pirato heard the voice, and he jumped from his position, shuffling his treasures, including the shiny rock, close to his chest. Looking at the male, he narrowed his eyes. One thing you never did,w as tough a pirates treasures. He let out a low growl, claws extended. He was ready to kill to defend them if he had to. He wasnt even against killing, not if he knew it was a fair fight. This was clearly going to be fair if it came down to it.
"What thoughts be going through ye head? Ye really think Id let you just go and.. have your way with my shiny things?" He asked, and his paw brushed over the feather on his head. He wanted to make sure that it was still there.. What if it had been stolen like the shiny rock clearly was almost.

Fraust backed up as the male jumped up, his heart hammered a little, he thought he'd been sneaky enough. He eyed the extended claws and knew a fight was at hand if he wasn't careful, he wasn't a coward but he would prefer not to fight if he could help it. His ears flattened a little and he stood up straight himself. "Your Shinies? .. well it didn't say it was yours.... "he said, taking a deep breath. He didn't miss the paw going to the feather and he wondered about it, one ear pricking forwards interested. "you can't claim a rock is yours.. i mean.. it called out, it wanted me to take it" he huffed.

Pirato listened to what the other male said and raised an eyebrow while giving him a quite perplexing look. He paused, thinking, and shook his head. Running his tongue over his teeth he looked back at Fraust, though the irritated look was still there.
"They didnt tell say they be mine?... What kind of nonsense is that? Its clearly nonsense. Rocks dont talk...Do they?" He asked, very firm of voice until he got to the last part.

Fraust noted that the ther seemed irritated still and he was nervous but he tried not to let it show, he stood, trying to look nonchalant and cocked his head a little to the side. "Of course they do, you just gotta learn how to listen is all" he answered. "And yeah ... it didn't say it belonged to anyone" he added, it as clear the blue maned lion was bordering on crazy but it was a funny kind of strange, like those that go aroung talking to themselves, except Fraust used rocks as an excuse, Talking to yourself was pure madness, at least if he used rocks to talk to, he wasn't Mad at all .. no sir..

Pirato grimaced and grumbled a bit under his breath. Why did he also meet the odd ones. He hated that. It was bad enough he dealt with enough crazy at home, he didnt need more of it on his downtime. He cleared his throat, and batted the other back.
"Dont come closer, these are mine. Mine, and thats final, whether they want to be or not." He said, glaring down at the trinkets that he had collected. How dare they say they didnt belong to anyone. "You are mine." He said, pointing to the rock, and then grimacing once more before looking at the male. He was rubbing off on him..

Fraust backed up at the grumble and the telling off, he didn't like it... he'd wanted that shiny rock... even if only for a little while. He sighed and sat down, licking his maw in nervousness, this lion looked like he'd put up a good fight if he wanted to. He wasn't going to get closer, not while the male was awake anyway but he DID want that shiny... He smiled when the other told the rock it was his, it was a surprised smile though since he wasn't used to others believing him.

"Knock it off." Pirato said, pointing at the male who was smiling ath im. He growled a little, looking at him as one might look a side show.
"What are ye, where ye from? Why do ye wander on the lands of the pirates, mate?" He asked. He was genuinely curious, as pirates were the type to be watching from teh trees, and holes in the cliffs. They knew when someone was approaching..Pirato just happened to be an exception.

Fraust trie to cover the grin but only half succeeded, he sighed loudly and pawed at the sand, still strange under his paws "I'm from nowhere really, just a wanderer. I smelled.... the water, such a strange scent, i followed it... Pirates you say? .. what are they then?" he asked, genuinely clueless as to what pirates were, and the beach, the sand and the sea, all unfamiliar to him but combined they put an itch in his paws he wasn't used to but it wasn't unpleasant

"Take what you want, give nothing back. You are loyal to your family, and you get treasure and rewards that are beyond your wildest imagination." He described, narrowing his eyes with a sly grin. That description never failed to have the other following behind with the desire of riches. He couldnt blame them really, but he hoped their loyalty was as strong as their greed.. He wouldnt want to kill because of someone deciding to mutiny.

Fraust listened hard, this sounded interesting, very interesting. He smiled as the male spoke. "hmmm ... treasure? ... is that shiny?" he asked, getting up and shifting slihtly on the soft sand, "what is this stuff?" he asked "It never stays still.... always shifting under my paws"

Pirato shook his head, beginning to walk away, looking behind him at the male to see if he would be followed. If not, it was whatever, he really didnt care.

"That, mate.. is your destiny." He said, a lopsided grin touching his maw as he walked back to the pridelands.

Fraust was a little annoyed the male hadn't answered him about the stuff under his paws. "Hey! ... hey what's your name... you didn't answer me you know... " he called after him. trying to catch up but it was harder the run in the sand that it was on the dirt and grass.