There was something about returning from a viking that put a bit of pep in one's step. Iesha hadn't been back in the pride a day, but she was already itching for action. There was simply too much energy running through her to be contained. Getting out had felt amazing; much better than being cooped up with the Freeborn and Thralls.
Too bad she'd been "discouraged" from sparring for a while, other wise that's exactly where she would have been. Iesha's joining duel had been horrific, and only now was she realizing how bad it had been. At the time it was all in good fun, but the damage she had done to the other female had left her with a healer for weeks. To this day Iesha couldn't look Mitra in the eye without feeling guilty. Whoops.
Without a purpose she was left to wander, and that was never good. Iesha's paw steps had taken her to the coast, where she watched the waves crash against the cliffs. "What would it be like to jump from one of those..." She wondered aloud.
SilverLutz
I suck for being so late with this!
Phosphor was having a very good day. He'd been a captain for a few moons now and the feeling was finally starting to get comfortable. He was interviewing lions to take on Vikings to see if they'd fit in his crew and he was honestly surprised at how many were eager to join him. He was sure it was so they could get their paws on that Reaver title or some treasures to bring home and not so much because it was him that was the captain, but still. It was nice to see so many enthusiastic lions!