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 Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 1:25 pm
 The young lioness stood proud in the daylight sun, lean muscles taut under a brilliant white pelt. A malicious smirk crossed her maw, dark talons flexing to mar the barren earth. She was threatening, terrifying, the very vision of a demon, her hide itself reflecting the harsh sun of this vicious land, making her appear all the more malevolent.
Mahakali thirsted for blood, her talons hungering to slice at flesh, to spill blood on this land of epic battles. Now more than ever she lusted, the warrior of her past life truly awakened by the scents and sounds of this place.
Storm Valley, she could feel the land, sense it's own thirst for bloodshed, for the metallic liquid that had been absent from the salty earth for so long. Perhaps today they could both have a taste of what they longed for, yes, that would be...delicious.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 1:36 pm
Vitashki, on the other hand. Didn't like storm valley. Didn't like it one bit. Here she was always hungry, always thirsty, always unhappy. Mrost let her eat whatever he didn't want, not out of caring or tenderness but simply so that she didn't just die in the harsh environment. She was a lean, bony flash of blue as she moved across the ground, looking around for some sign of life or sanity, some sign that she hadn't been plucked out of normality and into some nightmare.
She'd found a lot of lion bones here, bleached white by the harsh sun, as salty as the land around them. She didn't even want to imagine what had transpired here in these lands or what drew her good for nothing grandfather here. Nor did she know the reason why he was so cruel to her and yet favoured Kali, the daughter of his enemy.
Everything felt hopeless out here and it was only out of sheer habit that she kept going, holding to the memories of the pridelands like a drowning man clings to driftwood.
She had the unenviable mission today from Mrost to go tell Kali that he would be out for a short time. She didn't want to go but knew the punishment would outweigh the hassle of obeying by far. So she crept nearer to the imposing white figure.
"M-Mrost will be out for a while he said."
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 1:49 pm
Her ears flicked, blood red eyes shifting their case to catch the blue for of the younger lioness without turning her head, one fang bared in a vampiric smirk. Ah, Vitashki like a lamb to the slaughter, how perfect.
"I see..."
The lioness stood silent for a moment, a brief instant meant to feel like an eternity. Finally she turned, gaze falling fully on the blue form, talons striking the earth with the movement of her paws. So Mrost had left the valley? Well, at least he'd left her a toy to play with in his absence, and the toy had even given her an excuse to play.
"You dare stutter when speaking to a general?"
He featured hardened maliciously, her tone cold, flowing with darkness, with evil intent. It was not a question, it was a statement, a barked order to an inferior to be crushed beneath her paws. Her words ended with a snap, one paw raised, talons bared for the strike, slashing at the pitiful creature before her.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 2:01 pm
Ashki knew how unpredictable Kali was, she was very like Mrost in that respect, unreadable and prone to lashing out without warning. A wiser lioness might have delivered her message and turn and run, but she couldn't even do that, the land was too open and exposed and she was always too hungry to run far. Mrost made sure she couldn't escape by monitoring what she ate, a tactician all the time.
The silence had it's intended effect, rattling Vit to the core. She didn't leave because she wasn't permitted to until ordered to, the bruises still sore from when she'd had that lesson driven into her. She lowered her head, trying to look submissive, even while her gaze remained silently defiant, despite her time here, she hadn't broken, simply bent and adapted to their mad rules.
"Sorry, ma'am." she said through gritted teeth only to have those same teeth snap together painfully as Kali's claws cut across her features, sending her reeling. Shaking the blood aside, the pain excruciating, stinging worse than anything else with the salt on the white female's paws lodged into it. Breathing heavily with the pain she lowered herself still further, growling in pain.
"I won't do it again!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 2:23 pm
She towered menacingly over the cowering form of her cousin, talons tapping against the earth with a sickening click as she swiftly closed the distance between herself and her victim. Ah repentance, a satisfying sound, but it wouldn't be that easy. No, far from it. Kali intended to enjoy her toy, to beat her down, revel in her pain, and make her beg. Her ears longed to hear screams as much as her talons lusted for blood.
"You say that you won't, but I intend to make sure you don't. Coward! Stoop whining and get up!"
Her snarl was vicious, fangs glistening in her parted maw, massive paw again raised for the strike. Her words had been a command, one that she would be certain could not be obeyed. When the hapless lioness tried to rise to her feet, the demonic beast would knock her back, slashing again with blood-thirsty talons.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 2:49 pm
Vit hated kowtowing and bowing before Kali all the time and even though the lioness was far larger and stronger than she was, she defied her. She wouldn't cower, not when Mrost wasn't around to deal out retribution, though she'd get mangled all over again, it'd be worth it just to stand on her own for a moment. She stood up as tall and proud as she possibly could, faint echoes of Mrost in her features when she was angry, her tail lashing behind her. Unaware that Kali had every intention of just knocking her down again.
"I'll never learn any lessons from you, you b***h." A satisfied smirk, disobedience always felt so good, even if the pain did not.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 3:13 pm
Kali's expression turned deadly, eyes narrowed, burning with a hellish fire, he lips drawn over fangs in an angry snarl. So, Vitashki wanted to change the rules, so be it. No longer was this a mere game, a demon battering a toy for mere amusement. It turned much more violent, a devilish master beating a lesson into a child who dared defy her.
"You are about to find out just how much of a b***h I can be."
The lioness stood still for a moment, as if letting the hellfire burn the blue creature, a taste of what was soon to come. It came swiftly, the white lioness surged forward, her weight slamming against the smaller, her intent to send the creature sprawling across the salty earth. But her fury did not end there, she wouldn't give Vit a chance to recover, talons slashing at blue hide, fangs snapping viciously.
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