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 Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 10:42 am
Buffy_the_Bloody The sky smelled of rain, and it made him frown. Golden tail flicking behind him side to side as he stared out into the darkness. He preferred moving around during the evening, even if it was strange to some of the others.. Though he was far from the only one. The night offered great cover, though that wasn't his excuse. His pelt far too golden to blend very in the darkness. But he really wasn't needing to hide.. from anyone except her. Finna had been after him since the cubs had been born, and even now that they were near adults she still couldn't leave him be. She was even recruiting them into the mix, trying to get them to convince him to give Finna a chance. Which infuriated him more. The woman made him look weak, and he was far from being weak. If he had been as brutal as some, he may have put Finna in her place for it. But he had no desire to go to combat with her brother, and he knew that is exactly what he'd be bringing on himself. So he chose the darkness, and tonight was no different. He stared down into the meat of the carcass he had caught. It had seemed almost too easy to track it down. The rainy season made hunting a bit more plentiful, and it was the one good thing about the storms that had been plaguing the lands.. to him anyway.. His sister had been such a help in raising the kids, keeping him from having to see Finna too often. He appreciated it a lot, though he wasn't sure if she knew it or not. He stood from his lying position, stretching out his paws. He was starting to feel not quite as hungry as he had when he'd caught the creature.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 10:50 am
Princess_Feylin Hunting was really not one of Isa's skills. It just wasn't. She had been spoiled living with her father among the desert thieves, and when she left afterward it had been something of a struggle for a while until she had unexpectedly met up with Mustela, who was both related to her and quite a capable huntress. Together the two of them had done very well and become friends. Even after being captured and brought to the Stormborn, the two of them had managed to stay together, looking out for one another and ensuring that no one tried anything unwanted.Unfortunately, they could not be together constantly. They were thralls, and sometimes they were told to do different things. The idiot who had split Isa and Mustela up had told Mustela to help order the loot from a viking and told Isa to hunt. It was a moronic division of labor that Isa had tried to protest, but only earned herself a cuff-with-claws for doing so. So the better huntress was doing the job Isa would have excelled at and Isa was trying unsuccessfully to hunt on her own.Seeing a light-furred lion with a coat very like her own seemed like a wonderful opportunity for the young lioness, and she approached him boldly, walking more like the princess she had been raised to be than the thrall she had recently become."Are you going to eat that?" she asked.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 10:56 am
Buffy_the_Bloody When someone approached him, he felt his lip curl as he looked over to the source of the words. Though he found himself looking her over, and the snarl had fallen. Erykk had never seen the lioness before. He would have remembered her, of that he was sure. Her pelt of gold was like his, and he found himself smiling.. She walked like a free born, her gait clearly one of someone proud. She had the walk of a Stormborn. Though she smelled of the thrall dens. It made him curious, and he arched a brow. "This?" He motioned to the carcass. "No. Fortunately enough it seems." His rump planted itself against the earth once more, tail still flicking idly. She was lucky she was as pretty as she was, because if she had been anyone else... even Finna.. he wasn't sure he could have contained his disdain for their presence. This one though... He was pretty sure he could tolerate her. For now, anyway. "Why?" He prompted, knowing full well but was going to make her say it anyway.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 11:01 am
Princess_Feylin "I was asked to bring something back and I'm tired of trekking through the mud," Isa said with a casual shrug.It was almost the truth. Except the part about being asked. She had been ordered to bring something back, but there was no reason to advertise that. Isa had plans to elevate herself and her cousin Mustela as soon as she was able, and to that end she presented herself with confidence and pride at all times."You look like you're avoiding someone," she observed, not quite sure where the thought came from, but once she said it she realized how true it rang. "I could keep you company for a while, be your alibi."Now that she had secured her prey, Isa felt perfectly all right relaxing and wasting some time with this good-looking lion. After all, no one would expect her to return quickly from a solitary hunt. That left her plenty of free time to enjoy herself in.She really was a terrible thrall.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 11:16 am
Buffy_The_Bloody When she spoke, it earned another eyebrow raise from him. He would indulge her, as he had a notion she wasn't what she walked like. Her scent gave her away, though he supposed he could be wrong.. He still wasn't about to expose her. He kind of liked the game she was playing. He always did like a fun game.. "Is that so? Well.. Consider it yours. I'm finding I'm not as hungry as I was thinking before." She sure was pretty.. The moonlight shone upon her back and he found himself looking her over once again.. Imagining the fun the two could have. Though then she mentioned hiding from someone, and his mind went to Finna. His last indescretion had provided fruits of his labor he hadn't asked for.. But he couldn't resist the feeling when he looked at this one. "I am indeed, though I think your presence might infuriate her more should she come upon me." He grinned darkly, giving her a wink. "So of course I'd love you to stay. I could use the company, and fine company it would seem to be." He had always been a flirt, and a charmer as well.. There was a reason pretty little Finna had clung to him like a monkey to it's mother. "What's your name, alibi?" He questioned.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 11:16 am
Princess_Feylin Isa's smile at his wink was quick and genuine. She did not know that her scent gave away her status in the pride, and would have been horrified to learn that was the case, and so she believed that she was presenting herself believably as a freeborn lioness, just enjoying herself."Oh, really? I almost hope she finds us then. I love to infuriate people," she said truthfully, her smile shifting into a grin that was pure wickedness. It was, in fact, one of her favorite things to do. The fact that she would apparently be infuriating the lion's...wife? Lover? Whatever she was, it just sweetened the deal for Isa."Do you want my real name, or shall I make one up to confuse anyone who might ask?" she replied. "After all, maybe you would rather I say I hadn't seen you. So if they don't know who to ask, and I don't know what name you go by, your secrets are safe."She moved closer as she spoke, though not so close that he could touch her without also moving himself. She wanted him to get an eyeful of how good-looking she was, but she wasn't completely sure she wanted to do more than flirt at this juncture.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 11:23 am
Buffy_the_Bloody Her smile was deviant, and he found himself rather liking the smile. She had a bit of fire in her, thrall or no. It was admirable, and it didn't go unnoticed. Had she acted the part of thrall, he probably would have waved her off, telling her to find her own meal. She , though, she was different. She moved closer, and he made no outward signal that he appreciated it, but his blood pumped a little faster in his veins. He knew what she was doing, and to counter it, he stood, moving closer so he could sit beside her, tail curling her own rump. He wondered if he'd scare the bold little thing off with such a move. He was testing her now, seeing what all she'd approve of.. and if she was as brave as she was acting. He was good at these games.. "Ah you don't want her to find us. She's a devil of a minx, and she gives me a headache." He admitted, his lips curling into a grin. Finna was nothing more than his cubs mother, and even that wasn't something he held in too high regard. Cubs could be born from anyone, it didn't take someone special to bear cubs.. WHich was probably why his sister batted him over the head anytime he said such things. "But yes, your real name. You can lie to whomever you choose. So long as it's not me." He said, his sky blue eyes tilting down to look into her own. He was quite a bit taller than her. His paw moved up to trace along her chin, before dropping back to the earth.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 11:39 am
Princess_Feylin It took a moment for Isa to master her instinct to move very far away, very fast, when the larger lion with her markings re-positioned himself so close to her, touching her, even. But she didn't do it. She didn't even flinch. Her pride in not flinching brought out a grin that was more self-congratulatory than anything else, but could easily have been taken for a simple grin."I don't believe in devils," Isa said boldly. Gods, perhaps. It would have been difficult to deny their existence, given her father had taken up with a goddess's daughter, but devils she simply didn't think existed. "And minxes don't scare me."She turned to look at him, her eyes forced open wide by their relative sizes and the need to look up in order to look at his face when he sat so close to her. The unexpected touch of his paw at her chin played havoc with her heartbeat and momentarily voided her mind, but she recovered herself after a second and answered him."Very well. I will bare myself to you. My name is Isarmaq and I am a terrible huntress, but very good at getting into trouble."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 11:46 am
Buffy_the_Bloody She was good at getting herself in trouble? Well that much was obvious. She'd walked right into a rather dangerous male. Her fiery nature, and his good mood, were doing well for her this evening. Her smile made him purr a little, though he quickly shoved the sound away. He didn't like showing any sort of emotion he didn't give permission to be shown. He had mastered resting b***h face, and it was normally the face he wore. "Mm. Isarmaq. What a unique name indeed." He said her name, letting it roll over his tongue. It was unusual, but it was pretty. If she feared his nearness, she did well reining it in. Though it also gave him the signal that just maybe she didn't mind his company, and it made him feel his advances wouldn't be turned down.. Which was dangerous in itself. "I'm Erykk. You could say trouble finds me too." He chuckled. "Tell me Isarmaq." He turned his head towards her once more. His shadow looming over her. "Why are you really wanting to play my alibi?" He trailed a claw down her chin, running it to her shoulder before stopping his movements. "Are you avoiding someone too?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 11:54 am
Princess_Feylin "I like it."She knew that telling him her name was Isarmaq was as good as admitting to being a thrall. There was no other way she could have an outlander's name, given she had neither the body of a fighter who had won their way in, nor the conformation of a native Stormborn with enough outlander blood that they still gave their cubs outlandish names.Isa considered momentarily that perhaps she should have lied after all. But she liked this lion. She wanted to see what he would do with this evidence that she was probably a thrall. If he would continue to attempt to seduce her, or if he would move to force now that he knew there could be no real consequences for doing so. Other than her castrating him, obviously. She couldn't help moving with his claw, shivering in delight at his clearly experienced touch. She was not experienced. Not in that way. Flirting was all she had ever done, really, but she would have no objections to doing more with this lion, she decided all at once. Having made the decision, his questions actually sort of annoyed her, since they were a delay, but she made herself answer him anyway, albeit selectively."Erryk. I think I've met at least six of those in the past week," she teased, returning to the topic of his name. "If you want me to remember that, or you, you'll really have to do something to stand out."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 12:01 pm
Buffy_the_Bloody Luckily for her, he wasn't one for taking anyone by force. If they didn't enjoy his company, then he'd move on. Though it would have been a damn shame.. He was quite capable of giving them a good evening. Or so he had been told.. Thrall or no, he would make her want him. Which he was pretty sure he had already done by the little hint she had thrown at him. His eyes widened only slightly before a deviant, dark grin crept across his maw. "Oh? Is that so?" He asked, standing so he could circle her, leaning on to n** at her ears.. A purr low in his throat as he leaned in to whisper just to her. "I have many, many ways I can stand out. You just have to want it." He said, pulling away just enough to grin down at her. He knew he had her, but he enjoyed when others acknowledged it themselves. For the first time, Finna was so far from his mind. All he could see was this pretty little thing. Thrall or not, she was something he wanted.. That was something even the ex-Princess Finna had never known. She'd been so easy... throwing herself into his paws, chasing him down.. He had never needed to want her.. This one though...
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 12:13 pm
Princess_Feylin She had just said she would be honest, but she knew there was a certain script to this sort of thing, and that script didn't truly require honesty. If she was going to get what she wanted, she would have to blur the line between truth and fiction somewhat."It seems to me that you are the one who has to want it," she countered. "After all, you're the one who must make the effort to stand out. If you want me to remember you, anyway."It was seriously not easy to keep her thoughts together with him nipping at her ears and making that deep rumbling sound in his throat when he spoke. Her breath came more quickly, and her heart felt like it was trying to pull itself through her ribs, but she forced herself to maintain her composure."So...impress me," she commanded.
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