(( image of Athena coming soon ))
She needed more credit to her name to get her brother out of slavery. Power, regardless of how you get it, power and credits were the basis of the pride. Rank, the life source of that power, it showed everyone that she could do whatever she wanted.
In her old pride, ceremonies, nature and gods were the highest of priority, and now she was forced to make do in a pride barely resembling her old one. Why had her home had to burn down, why did her brother get captured by this pride, and why was she stuck saving him?
All questions she prompted with no real answers as she walked across the desert. They watched her, intently, sinve she was new, and climbing in rank quickly. Every step accounted for by her handler.
"What is the mission?" The handler asked intently.
"Bring gator skins back. They will do well for armor." Athena replied.
"Gator skins...? So... we're hunting gators!?"
"That's right." Athena's smile was charming and sarcastic.
The handler took a step back and let her lead for a couple of more steps.
"Scared?" Athena called but got no answer as the handler disappeared like they usually did.
"Talking to myself again eh... pitiful. "
Coming up to a spring. They should make it to the rainforest soon or some kind of forest... the desert wasn’t that vast. Laying near the spring and yawning. The way she moved had regal, no matter how much she went through, she would remain like so. Til her death.
She needed more credit to her name to get her brother out of slavery. Power, regardless of how you get it, power and credits were the basis of the pride. Rank, the life source of that power, it showed everyone that she could do whatever she wanted.
In her old pride, ceremonies, nature and gods were the highest of priority, and now she was forced to make do in a pride barely resembling her old one. Why had her home had to burn down, why did her brother get captured by this pride, and why was she stuck saving him?
All questions she prompted with no real answers as she walked across the desert. They watched her, intently, sinve she was new, and climbing in rank quickly. Every step accounted for by her handler.
"What is the mission?" The handler asked intently.
"Bring gator skins back. They will do well for armor." Athena replied.
"Gator skins...? So... we're hunting gators!?"
"That's right." Athena's smile was charming and sarcastic.
The handler took a step back and let her lead for a couple of more steps.
"Scared?" Athena called but got no answer as the handler disappeared like they usually did.
"Talking to myself again eh... pitiful. "
Coming up to a spring. They should make it to the rainforest soon or some kind of forest... the desert wasn’t that vast. Laying near the spring and yawning. The way she moved had regal, no matter how much she went through, she would remain like so. Til her death.
