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 Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 2:24 pm
 Her pride was rather stung. Stung being the mildest form of her irritation. She was irate, annoyed, and just generally pissed right off at the situation she was in. For the first time in years she had given in to that base animal instinct that had left her with her first, annoying brood, that every time she saw them reminded her of that stupid one night stand with Taraxa. Now years older and she liked to think, so much wiser and she was once again knocked up by some random male. It had been a short time ago and she had of course been out reaving, not belonging to any particular band and being big enough to take care of herself she had walked the borders of the pridelands and run in to the green maned male.
Stupidest decision, well second stupidest decision she had ever made. Now her belly was starting to swell and an impromptu trip to the pridelands to throw all her anger at the male that had knocked her up had just backfired spectacularly. He had refused to come back with her and her pride was so dented, she didn't even think to drag him back by the scruff of his neck. For some ridiculous reason she didn't want to battle, stupid idiotic hormones, the thought of hurting the children in her belly made her feel sick and that made her very angry. Who's bright idea was it to make her female? Ugh!
Cursing her arrogance and stupidity some where between home and the pride lands the bright pink ex-firekin dragged along kicking at stones and grass and Anything else that got in her way...
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 3:40 pm
 Ever since he'd left the company of that strange lioness, everything that could have gone wrong seemed to! Fogh seemed to move from one bad situation into a worst one. It simply didn't make sense. Or it was just plain bad luck following him. He'd been walking along and his rear foot punched a hole in a rodent tunnel. Of course he'd gotten stuck, then twisted his leg as he'd pulled free.
Fogh limped on. It made slow going out there under the hot sun. Shimmering pools popped up to torment him that always stayed just out of reach. He ran for one in the hopes of quenching his thirst only to run face first into a termite mound. They made his fur itch and some had really sharp pinchers! Once free of the termites, he headed blithely into a spot that was free of shimmering water. Except it wasn't exactly free of water.
The male floundered as the ground suddenly sank and gave way under his paws dropping him into a soupy mess. He yelped in surprise. No matter how hard he tried to paddle he couldn't free himself from the quick sand. Quickly he became covered in the muck and tired. "Help!" He called, it was humiliating to need help, but he wasn't ready to die just yet.
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2016 12:29 am
The small cry for help reached those irritated ears and Nymphaea plodded towards the sound. She really wasn't in the mood to help any way but perhaps her maternal instincts were kicking in early, the pitiful cry made her switch direction.
Coming upon the male lion, she had to stifle a laugh. Who walked around so blindly that they fell in to a sink hole? "You know you're a fool. You're going to die flopping around like that." She sneers moving closer to the hole looking down on the clearly floundering male. The pink lioness licked her lips, a thought was firming in her mind, a good thought, a thought that wrangled and tossed around in her mind. She could use this situation to her advantage. A wide thoughtful smile rose on her lips "you know, I could get you out, but I have, conditions." She raises a brow under her fur mask, licking her pale lips. Yes this was defiantly a situation she could take advantage of.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2016 9:12 pm
Syrius Lionwing Uh yeah I forgot. I'm so sorry!
Then out of the blue a savior came.
Fogh, despite his dire situation, stared. Pink. The lioness had more pink than even he did. At first he couldn't believe it to be true. Then she spoke. As her words sunk in, it jerked him back to his current event. He glanced around in some vain hope as she gave the impression she was just going to let him die here and watch while he did it. Unfortunately there was no one else with her.
This was it. His last choice.
Did he take whatever her conditions were, or resign himself to his sandy fate? How could her conditions be any worse than what he was facing now?
"Fine. Deal. Get me out." His voice was deadpan.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2016 9:21 am
"Good, I'll make sure you don't regret the decision." She rumbles lowering her body to the ground, her massive frame set deeply in to a solid position ready to pull.
The lioness nodded and pulled the fur cape from her back, her salmon pink fur visible to all the world, gripping one end of the cape in her teeth and claws she offered the other end to the flailing lion. She had never taken a Thrall before, honestly she didn't have any idea how to treat a Thrall though she knew plenty treated them roughly she just wanted someone to look after her cubs. The gods knew she wasn't very good at it after all.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2016 10:06 am
He wasn't sure if it was a threat or a promise. Somehow, he feared it was both. Whatever, so long as he didn't die here alone. Fogh watched her settle herself and pull the cape from her back. Boy oh boy was she pink! Not his bright pink, but a pink anyhow.
Utterly distracted by the female, he had stopped flailing. When he did, he stopped sinking so fast. Gingerly he took hold of the cape, unsure if it really was strong enough to pull him free. He hoped this wasn't a joke and she was just going to let go and laugh. But she had sounded sincere. Fogh closed his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2016 10:29 am
Holding the other end of the cloak the big lioness backed up pulling the sandy male from the sink hole. Once she was far enough back she stands slowly, the muscles in her shoulders tensed as she waited for the ... colour.. hmm she couldn't decide, he needed a wash. "Come, get on your paws, I'm taking you for a wash, carry my cloak for me, it will need a wash too.
She waits for a moment, she couldn't quite decide if she should turn her back on him, he was probably weak from the struggling, but at the same time she was pregnant, even if it was only a little, she couldn't fight all out the way she normally would. Still, she could take him she was fairly sure of that she would just have to be careful of her belly.
"Well, are you coming?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2016 11:20 am
He felt the pull on the cloak. So she was going to try to get him out! Fogh tried to kick helpfully. It didn't seem to do much, so he stopped. Soon he felt firm ground under his paws. Letting go of the cloak, he rose to his feet. She was a strong lioness.
The male tried, unsuccessfully, to shake some of the sand off of him. It was stuck fast. A wash sounded wonderful. He glanced at the cloak that was indeed coated with sand nearly as much as he was. It didn't make sense for her to get sandy when he and it already was. Fogh bent down and retrieved the cloak. He waited for her to lead as she clearly knew where to go.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2016 11:56 am
Nymphaea looked back at the male. "My name is Nymphaea, I come from a pride known as the stormborn, we take creatures in to our homes to do our bidding, that is what you will become. You'll obey my orders and if you behave and do as I say I will never hurt you." She looks back at him pausing for a moment "Do you understand?" She raises a brow and continues on her path following a line of rocks where she knew a watering hole was nestled. She had walked this path many a time on her way back from reavings.
"I have a big job for you." She laughed.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2016 1:27 pm
He listened resignedly as he was practically told he'd be a slave. Would that make more or less laugh at his pink pelt? It would probably only confirm that he was weak in their minds. Whatever, at least he could stop struggling.
"As long as they are reasonable." He wasn't going to jump off a tall cliff, just because she said so. She was large for a female, but Fogh thought he might be able to hold his own if had to. Hopefully he wouldn't.
He cocked his head curiously. What kind of big job could she have? It was something she found funny.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:59 pm
Rounding past a formation of rocks they came to a watering hole, she sat slowly and nodded. "I'd like to assume you don't need bathing by an adult." She laughs a little and lays down slowly. She was pretty glad he seemed reasonable. It meant that she could probably have an easy life with this male looking after her offspring.
She wasn't entirely sure if she should reveal her pregnancy at this moment, it may shock the poor beast, still perhaps a little hint of what was to come. "I'll never ask for anything too unreasonable, mostly hunting, cleaning, taking care of cubs, that sort of thing." She raises a brow crossing her forepaws and waiting for him to clean himself off.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 10:44 pm
He was relieved to finally come to a spot where he could bathe. The sand was starting to dry and it felt itchy. Fogh gave a snort, and replied full of sarcasm, "no I think I can handle this part by myself alright."
Just as he was heading toward the water, she gave her list of requirements. The male paused and looked back over his shoulder thoughtfully. "Aye, hunting, and I suppose I might be able to handle cleaning. But cubs? I've never touched one before." Wasn't it females who usually took care of cubs?
They could work out the details after he was clean. With a lunge he plunged into the water. Thankfully the sand drifted away and soon his pink pelt lay bare. Fogh straggled out of the water. His blue mane limp and dangling into his eyes so that he could barely see. He stopped and gave himself a vigorous shake. With luck that lioness wasn't standing too close.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 11:37 am
She watched as he emerged from the water, so, he was pink. She smiles and looks him up and down. Despite his misadventure and rather striking fur colour he seemed rather well endowed, fit just what she needed really.
"Well the cubs thing is sort of part and parcel. I am, unfortunately, pregnant and I don't intend to raise the little things myself."She rolls her eyes, her entire mood really rotated around the fact that she was pregnant with the gods only knew how many babies.
"I wont harm you as long as you do as I say. And mostly do as the future balls of fluff say"
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 2:25 pm
Ah, so that was it. He finally understood. She was pregnant and didn't necessarily want the cubs, or at least raise them. "I suppose I can learn about raising cubs. There's a just a couple concerns I have. You'll obviously have to be around to feed them." There was no way he'd do that. "Second, if you don't want little brats, then I'll need to be able to discipline them." He wanted to make sure they were on the same foot so to speak, before things got out of paw.
A dark look flashed across his face at her last comment. Although he didn't say anything, he knew how to fight. The pirates had taught him that if nothing else. He wasn't going to tell her that though. If he needed to challenge her some day, it would be best she didn't know his skills. "Again, as long as the requests are reasonable." There was no telling how much mischief cubs could get into with that kind of power.
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