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 Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 5:23 pm
Instead of getting up immediately the lion simply lay in place; though he might have chosen to be upright, he had no real desire to move at this time. He couldn't smell anything that would kill him, and the air was one again smooth, so for the time being he was safe. Short of another mysterious rock fall, he wasn't going to fin himself running any time soon... In fact, he couldn't help but feel that wherever he was, it felt mildly familiar.
The scents, the sounds.
Wherever he was now, he was closer to the surface and as a consequence he should have been closer to the light.
"Heh," he snorted as he surveyed his surroundings with blurred vision, if there was one thing that was a constant, it was that. However he was slowly coming to appreciate that sight in total darkness was useless anyway. Even if his eyes had been functioning, he still wouldn't have seen anything. He had simply come to the terms with the fact that he was going to have to use his other senses.
...Other senses that were now causing the hair on the back of his neck to rise.
Was this what Arina had meant?
His ears perked and he shifted his head slightly 'gaze' over his shoulder, something was here, he just couldn't find it.Words: 305
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 5:26 pm
The black lion raised a brow as the white lion finally turned his head, it seemed that he had finally been seen. Curious, now it was only a matter of testing just how much that sight of his worked. Silent as ever, he moved deftly towards another vantage point - without the light to guide him, Tethys shouldn't have been able to see him, at least not physically. Now if he were to have truly effective sight, it wouldn't just come in the form of instinct.
No no...there were certain things that the lion wanted to see.
For example, the unseen lion wasn't a god, not was he dead, an individual such as he did breathe and he most certainly did make a sound. He even had a scent, one just had to look for them, this was what he wanted to see from the boy. Not just an acknowledgement that he knew that the black lion was there, no, he needed to see him.
To turn, to pursue.
The boy needed to find him.
He needed to see through the suffering, to focus on the right things, if he could do that, then even the unseen one would admit that there might just be something there...Words: 206
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 5:51 pm
Whatever had been observing him was in motion, though he couldn't work out where the was. All he knew is that whoever was observing had been spotted and had acknowledged as much. Consequently, where he had once been looking at was no longer correct and he returned his gaze to the front. What he did know, was that it was above him, somewhere...
Somehow it was above him, knew exactly where he was, and had known from the very beginning. He was fighting against something that's favoured ground was the dark. In those moments his stomach sank and his eyes moved more slowly to look 'above' him. There was only one type of creature he knew that favoured the shadows, though he had never known them to play games. From his father's explanations they were ritualistic and their actions were swift...or that was the assumption.
...Except no one had ever seen them kill anyone.
The lion gritted his teeth and pulled himself up, perhaps this was a portion of their ritual, which meant that he had been drugged. That might explain the gaps in his memory, he may have had a solid period of time under the influence of another. That being said, this didn't bode well for him, he'd seen the caves before, their floors painted with blood, but what if they hadn't been killed there and just left there?
His father had known how to hunt these things for years and he would figure it out too, he just had to figure it out, within a reasonable time limit, preferably before he failed a trial. Though unbeknownst to him, he had already done that.Words: 276
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 6:03 pm
The boy was hesitating again, the unseen lion was intrigued by this change. It seemed in a few short days the boy had finally begun to acknowledge some important truths. It was always amusing for the black lion to observe as pain, suffering and loneliness hardened specific individuals. It provided them with a unique perspective, and often made or broke them depending how how strong they truly were.
Oh there were lions that could talk a good game, any lion could talk up a storm, but Adar'Malik could categorically say that very few could back it up. He had watched as some of the loudest had shriveled up into balls and lay down to die. They had been crushed, suffocated, fallen off ledges and impaled themselves - and for some of the more tragic, they had slaughtered themselves in their own insanity.
On this occasion it seemed that isolation and uncertainty had returned this one back to earth.
He'd been given the stories, he'd been briefed and advised of the boy's vulnerabilities and weaknesses. He had surmised that he would be like all the others, he would lie down to die when he could no longer display his arrogance; and yet here he stood. Adar'Malik was not so arrogant that he would fail to acknowledge a small amount of improvement in the boy. He had found something, but whether that had already plateaued was open to debate.
In a strange turn of events the lion found his brow raising.
One might have been so bold as to say he was expectant, for once, the black lion rather wanted the white lion to prove him wrong. If he was truly one of them then it should have been a sure thing, the boy's arrogance aside, his blood should have at the very least given him an advantage.
Thus the black lion found himself staring at the sliver of white, awaiting the moment when he would finally see.Words: 325
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 6:25 pm
It was just a feeling... You just know.
His lips parted ever so slightly as he vaguely recalled his moments with Arina, the times in which she had attempted to teach him how to fight 'blind'. It had failed of course, he simply couldn't get his head around the idea... But now he was starting to understand it. The longer he stood in one spot, the easier it was to simply 'sense' that there was something, or at least something there with him. Despite the throbbing in his chest, eyes...well basically everywhere, he could still feel them.
Except in the grand scheme of things such sight was useless, lashing out at this juncture was going to exhaust him. He'd be swiping at thin air, and it would be a complete fluke if he hit anything. Unless he worked out how to find the lion without guess work, he was wasting his time.
Maybe that was the entire point of this little game, to prove that he was completely out of his depth and that they were the superior species. It was not a lesson he was prepared to take lying down.
Thus, it was with a deep breath that he closed his eyes and settled, it would have been right to assume that it was proving exceedingly difficult to ignore the pulsing in his ribs, but if he couldn't see passed that then he really wouldn't get anywhere. Logically if he could feel the faintest whisper of wind on his ears, then he should be able to hear breathing, light foot steps... They couldn't be much quieter, it was physically impossible.
Everything made a sound, everything breathed.
He just had to find it...
It seemed like hours passed and then his eyes snapped open. He'd found it, he knew where it was. A smile crept on to his features and he rose to his paws. Without turning his head, the lion swung round and made a leap right for Adar... though there was still the matter of height between them both.Words: 341
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 6:29 pm
Finally!
The lions lips parted in a delighted smirk as he leapt away from the lion, his paws landing lightly as he thrust himself away from the younger male. Injured or no, he had found him, now he just had to track him. His blood had finally come through, all his heritage, everything that made him what he was - whether Tethys knew it or not, this was what he had been bred for. He had been designed over the course of generations to possess such instincts and now that he had finally recognised them, he could be trained to use them properly.
...On the condition he could finish what he had 'started' of course.
The black lion wasted no time in placing distance between himself and the injured lion, it was for Tethys to decide how to proceed. If he were truly capable then he would be able to find himself, he would be able to find the way out... And then it would all end.Words: 166
Total Words (Adar): 697
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 6:36 pm
Oh no you don't!
Tethys growled as he felt the 'pump' of air from the fleeing creature; even the faint 'patter' of his paws upon the ground was something he could hear. Hell, even the dust was something he could feel tickling his nose. He might not be able to see him but he could feel, taste and hear him... and he wasn't about to let him get away. Consequently the lion found himself scrambling up to the higher ledge much to the protest of his injured body.
Once up, he set about pursuing him... this was no longer about sight, sight was irrelevant when you couldn't see in the dark, this was about something more, and he wasn't going to let this one get away.
This one would end up at the end of his claws, Tethys wasn't about to allow himself to suffer the same fate as those who had been left to rot on the cavern floors...Words: 160
Total Words (Tethys): 1082
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