Never eager to please Angra decided to take his daughters words with a grain of salt. There was no way she'd not want him around, no way she'd let him leave like this. How could she? He smiled remembering her child - it was perfect, to him, he took her out on hunts, taught her violence from early days on. There was no way she couldn't appreciate that, in fact based on her adornments he knew he'd given her something. he wasn't done 'giving', not yet. The red lion left the scene between his daughter and him then held up in a cave nearby. He didn't approach them though, never once spoke to any of them - nor would he have admitted if he did. Those meetings would have been a private affair and he would have made the siblings promise not to tell anyone.

Time passed and he had become suddenly inspired. That inspiration came in the form of a large red lioness, clearly his daughter, who had decided to wander fairly far from her siblings and their clearing. She had grown quite a bit since their last meeting and though he hadn't intended to meet her this soon, he had to do what he had to do. She would smell him, likely feel his precense. Things he wouldn't hide, there was little to no reason to do so.

"I know you're there." The disgust in her words was clear. Sabia`Deimos had left the clearing that morning with no plans, none that she was dedicated to anyhow, perhaps a jaunt or a swim? She was leaving her destination up to fate today and boy would she not do that again. As she approached something akin to a miniature mountain the first scent hit her, which meant he already knew she was there. So there was no use in hiding or turning back, in fact turning her back would only cause more harm tham good - at least for her dignity. That was something she wouldn't be able to handle.

So she continued her ascension and decided to begin the conversation this time. She felt as though she had waited her whole life for him only to be let down time and time again, that would no longer be the case. "Where are you Father." She had long since out grown 'daddy'. Remembering those days hurt her deeply. She had longed for a perfect relationship with him then, if she only knew what she knew now. "Yes daughter, I hear you." Then there he was, a little more beaten up, a little more vile looking - but always large, always puffed up and ever eager to do some damage. "What are you doing so far from your clearing." He growled this slightly. Control was all he had in life and it was easily shown with how he spoke to his 'family'. "I can go where I please, Father." Her words were just as sharp and tinged with a growl.

Then he did something she never expected, even with him being how he was. Angra Mainyu coiled his hind legs, already having a height advantage he didn't need to do much before he was already leaping at her. Sabia couldn't even react in time to get out from under the large male - her Father. She had known him to kill and maim animals, dissect them and even do so in front of their families, as a cub she hadn't recognized these things as bad, just normal for them. So when he did this she was shocked, but deep down she knew it would happen eventually. Soon she was pinned to the ground by her overly aggressive Father, his face uncomfortably close to hers and eyes blazing with fury,

"No. You may not go where you please." He growled, his paw began to reach for her throat - weight sufficiently pressed against her to keep her there. She didn't even bother to wriggle, not once. Her thoughts were more planned out than that - her idea was to wait it out a little bit, knowing full well how uncomfortable this position could be for him he would have to adjust and give her a weak point. "You may not wander around and you may not speak with others." He was sheltering his cubs, there was no need for them to go anywhere, but where he said they should go and he certainly didn't send her this way.

"You're a control freak, Father." The emphasis on that last word was accented with he continuous disgust most of her tones had lately. "Angra, you have no right to tell me what I can or cannot do." She was then gifted with her opportunity. His name spoken startled him - she had never called him anything beyond Daddy or Father. So to hear 'Angra' leave her lips moved him enough to give freedom from his weight. Sabia took immediate advantage of this moment of weakness and moved free from him - not without some form of 'reward'. Angra realized fairly quickly that the smaller female being below him was getting free and so he did what he could to lash out.

She was lucky - pelt and other decorative pieces saved her own hide, so to speak. To bad it hadn't protected all of her. She felt the connection of claws in her hind quarters, something she hadn't entirely anticipated. With that she didn't turn back. "Just forget you knew us. Forget you had cubs, a family. We don't need you - you need us and we won't help!" Her words were growled angrily, but said with her back to him and she fled. Safety out weighed the need fro dignity - she was young, not yet an adult and so she had a whole time ahead of her to develop a reputation all her own.

Angra was left to his own thoughts by that point, that and a blood soaked paw. Blood of his family - his own daughter. Such a disrespectful runt of a lioness. His thoughts rang about in his mind. "So ungrateful." He growled, dropping his rump and tending to his paw - the coppery taste of her blood touched his tongue and quickly spread through his mouth, he didn't cringe rather his face appeared to be that of an indivdual who enjoyed it. He smiled softly at it. Once done he stood and decidedly returned to his den - he had plenty to think on at this point, plenty to do now as well.