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 Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 11:22 am
 Lapping up some water from the watering hole she had found she eyed her surroundings as the sun was setting. Night time was going to soon take the African plains and she was going to have prime hunting. Having had a sparser meal a few days ago she was slowly tracking a herd of zebra. Good meat on their bones and easier to thin out than some of the other prey around. Earlier that day she had been teasing a crocodile and then had left it alone after she had gotten bored of it. It had been a dangerous game but she liked that thrill.
A yawn escaped her maw as she decided that she needed to move on from this particular spot and find the herd. The green colored female knew that they had been close and when she searched around her golden orbs found them. A challenge would be to not go after a sickly, elderly, or calf and instead go after a healthy mare or stallion. With nightfall coming probably in the next couple of hours she was confident in her abilities to be able to take one down by herself.
That's when a scent caught her nose. Was someone else hunting her herd or just a passerby? Either or she decided to check out the scent so long as it didn't take her completely away from the scent of the herd.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 10:04 pm
 Aemilius was unconcerned by his surroundings. His father and his band were somewhere in the distance, but had split up in order to find bounty to take back to the pride. Vikings were an important part of collecting resources for the pride, but also gaining stature. He knew his father was out looking for a thrall to claim as his own, to bring himself more prestige in the pride but it was not something that he was seeking, himself.
He enjoyed leaving the pride to explore the lands around them, more than he enjoyed the seizing of goods for the name of the stormborn. Still, it was not a bad life.
He could smell the scent of the herd of zebras, along with the scent of other animals, but was unconcerned by the other species. A healthy zebra pelt would be a nice trinket, he mused to himself, as he walked towards the herd with a lazy sway. The meat would also not go to waste in the pride.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 10:15 pm
As she picked up the scent she began to figure a way to get downwind of it so that she wouldn't be caught. Best to stay hidden behind all the scents of the zebra she was tracking. Closer now... she was getting close enough to see his blue pelt and white mane. Handsome devil he was and somewhat large. Interesting. The female had not seen a lion like him before, then again she hadn't seen many others anyway. Her wanderings were all over the place. Was he also hunting the same herd she was? If so she might have to try and get to them first and scatter the beasts before he got there. She wasn't much of a sharing type of girl.
However Curare was clever, or at least she believed she was. He didn't seem to notice her, or maybe he had and was playing dumb either way she was going to have the drop on him if she were to come up to him. Though she didn't know if he might have friends so there was that. It was either bravery or stupidity what she did next.
Leaping at the male she went to try and tousle with him. Not to wound or maim him but to try and pin him beneath her so that she might be able to look over him with scrutiny.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 11:55 pm
He might have noticed her approach had he been paying attention. He was a stormborn, after all, but he was enjoying the silence of not being amongst the noisy horde which was the vikings. However, despite his lack of interest, the movement of her pounce from the corner of his eye caught his attention and he dropped to his belly, lowering himself from her grasp and hopefully avoiding her pounce.
"Oh," he mused, his voice a deep rumble. "Hello." His pink eyes were hard, but curious. He didn't feel like fighting today, but he would if she insisted.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2016 10:14 am
Annoyance flickered in her eyes as she sailed over him and landed on her paws. A yowl coming out of her maw at him. Gorgeous pelt she noted to herself but she didn't like him and what she didn't like she wanted to keep away.
"If you're here to steal a kill from me you're sorely wrong buster." She gave a low snarl at him, keeping herself somewhat low to the ground. "Because I will fight you for it. I've been tracking this herd for some time."
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2016 6:16 pm
He rose to her paws as she spoke, and raised a brow. Oh. She wanted the herd. "Then go ahead," he said, his voice still a rumble, but this time echoing disinterest. "I have no need for the herd. It was merely to pass the time until my band decides to return to our pride."
His posture was disinterested at best, and he huffed internally. Now he would have to find something else to occupy himself until his father had failed at finding a thrall long enough that they could all return to the pride.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2016 7:46 pm
Alright she was curious as to why a lion like himself was not going to go after the herd but now she too was losing interest in them. She wasn't starving for food that she would need to eat now. She could track this herd again or move onto other means of a meal later. Right now her focus was on this male and his intentions.
"Now I'm not so sure that I even want the herd now." She sat up, her demeanor changing completely from what it was before. "Band?" the green female asked curiously. "And where is your pride?"
Let's get under this male's fur and find out what made him tick.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2016 7:56 pm
This female changed her mind as quickly as the wind changed, Aemilius mused to himself. Females were such odd creatures. It was why Aemilius had yet to burden himself with a mate, or even a saltwife. They just brought complications.
" Our pride is along the coastline," he motioned back towards where they had originally came from. It was a day or so travel from there, and he had little concern for her knowing where it was. If she was foolish enough to approach and cause trouble, there were plenty of reavers who could sort her out. "We are on a viking to gather supplies for our pride, and bounty for ourselves." He answered calmly, still laying on his stomach with little sign of moving. He seemed quite comfortable now.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2016 8:46 pm
The coast. Sounded interesting. She had been around a coast but not in that direction yet. Maybe she should just check it out get a scope for it. Although a viking sounded interesting and bounty made her ears perk up. "You seem... lazy." Tail twitching slightly as she said this. Why exactly was he not helping with gathering supplies or bounty. "Since you are sitting here and you look like you have collected nothing to bring back to your home." As she said that she started a slow glower at him. If he tried to take her back as a bounty she'd show him her spirit with claws and fangs and if there was anyone else around she'd show them too.
"If you're thinking of turning me into a bounty I would suggest otherwise." A low growl starting up in her throat. Although he didn't seem like he thought about that but with what she just said maybe... Why did she even say that?
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2016 9:32 pm
Aemilius raised a brow at her. "Appearances are deceiving, miss," he remarked casually, but really, he just had little interest in capturing anything for the pride. He had his own den, having moved from his family's den, and he needed little else. Perhaps a thrall someday, but for now, he was content.
He chuckled at her growl. "Ah. You're not my type." He said, with a slight smirk. He pushed himself up, his large frame and muscles obvious as he stretched. "I believe you had a herd to hunt?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2016 11:17 pm
Decieving was for certain she noted. She got up on her paws and sniffed the air about her at the mention of the herd she was tracking. Guess she should get back to that now. Although she'd try to remember his scent as best she could, he was interesting and she still wanted to know a bit about him and this pride he spoke about.
"Thanks for the reminder not my type." Since she still hadn't gotten his name not that she so much cared for it.
Time to get some food in her belly.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2016 12:56 am
Aemilius smirked. "A pleasure, miss," he said smoothly, before returning to a lying position on the ground. It was comfortable enough here - he may as well pass the time until his father was done with his raid and they could return to the pride. He had no desire for trinkets today.
Today was a day for relaxing in the sun, not plundering and bounty.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2016 8:29 am
A chuckle as she dipped her head. "Would you care to join me maybe, you seem to be at least capable of hunting, unless you want to laze around and then I will be right on my way towards my hopeful kills."
He looked very content to relax though so she didn't want to push him if that was what he really wanted to do. Hopefully he wouldn't be too bored there waiting around for his raiding party.Velveteen Angel Dunno if you want to finish this one up or not so I left it open.
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