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 Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 7:45 am
She smirked to herself, her words did not infuriate her. The lioness was begging for attention and she found it to be quite amusing. Her ears flickered forward not showing and emotion within as her tail flicked back and fourth. This female meant nothing to her so she didn't bother her yet. She hadn't stepped over Briseis' temper line and it took awhile. She laid her head among her paws, this pride didn't work as a team. All wanted to kill for themselves and take there own meat. If something happened it could make them all fall.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 6:12 am
Aveshar eyed Diera, and the kill. Unsatisfactory? No... It was fine.. He was not a picky eater... He had probably eaten things that would make even the hardiest of these females shudder.
Well, perhaps not Mort.
He eyed the dead female for a moment. She was, puzzling.. He dearly wished to speak to her master... No doubt the devil was an interesting fellow.
"Diera, the Kill is fine." He rumbled smoothly. "You may rest all you like, and food is never too scarce around here..."
And if it was, he'd just lure it close with a dark song... If only his father knew! HA! His father. The King Ballad... What a joke...
Glancing at Mort, he nodded. That much he trusted... For now.
"I am going to lay down..." He rumbled, feeling the need to search the land with his mind... He was, restless... "Join me, anyone?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 1:03 am
Mort's eyes traveled over Aveshar for a moment, he'd know the lands best. Why not ask him to show her where she could find the few things she could actually consume without feeling the ill effects of eating meat.
She was one of those rare lions of the land, she didnt eat the flesh of another, plants and berries made up most of her diet, grubs here and there and of course the blood of her latest job helped keep her going, but she found the meat of another made her quiet ill.
But as he spoke of going to rest, she shook the thought of her mind. 'Rest well dark prince..' She flicked her tail and continued past him, she'd find what she needed on her own, she'd done it before she could do it now.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 4:21 pm
She gave a nod to Mort. "You're welcome." She murmured. Finishing most of her meal, she took the time to clean at her maw and paws yet again. Taking the meat, she dragged it by the hind legs toward the side, out of the way of everyone.
Her ears flicked gently as Aveshar spoke, listening to him carefully. "I'm glad you liked the meat well enough, Lord Aveshar. If I may, I wouldn't mind joining you." Diera gave a short bow of her head in respect, flames licking at her fur gently. She then stood up, and lightly walked over to Aveshar, standing a few paces behind him, eyes set on his form.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 8:46 pm
Nodding his head to the rest of the females, Aveshar turned back toward his den. As he paced past Diera, he pressed his muzzle to her brow as though in some sort of benediction, then moved on with a flick of his tail. Time to rest... To search the land.. To sing the dark songs in the deep places...
"You are most welcome in the den, Diera... All in this Pride are." He said softly, eyes glinting as he tossed her a look over his shoulder. "Walk with me, not behind... I like obedience, not subservience... You must have some fire, and I know you do, Burning One."
His lips curled in a mocking smile, and then his eyes were fixed on the den once more...
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 9:15 pm
Diera gave a light smirk. "Very well." She soon caught up to him, walking in even stride with the dark male. Her flames licked at him every now and then in a dangerous tease leaving slight scorch marks on his runes. Her eyes seemed glazed and lazy hiding the fire burning underneath.
Flicking her ears, she looked into the den. "I feel strange, Lord Aveshar...It's like...I have a family, yet I am on my own. I like it." She gave a fanged grin, the blood still stained upon her teeth. "My sister was always around; I hardly had space. My parents, however, were always gone. I never grew up with that sort of close love. I suppose it's the reason why I'm what I am..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 4:27 pm
'The labrynth and beyond are my lands...'
Shawnie wrinkled her nose, glancing to the sky as lightning flared against the darkness. Why was she even here...
The sin gave a growl and padded onto the lands, sparks flaring from her paws. Perhaps it was that lion. Aveshar. He seemed interesting to check out. At least for a bit. She gave an excuse to Iah that she was checking out another land, he wouldn't be mad, but she'd have to go back to her own lands anyways.
Standing on the edge, Shawnie raised her head to the sky, a howling roar splitting against
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 8:13 pm
"One should never be anything other than what they are." Aveshar rumbled, glancing at her. "Your self-reliance makes you an asset to this Pride... It makes you a good hunter, a warrior, a wanderer... You are what you are, partly because of what you grew up having, or not having."
He gave a wicked smile, eyes glittering. "And for now, I think there is nothing I would change in you, Diera. You respect these lands and their powers, you respect me and the Pride... You obey, and you serve, but there is a will and a life in you... It intrigues me."
His deep laugh moved through the air with a will of its own. "I do not know if one would say that was a good thing to do..."
Half way into his haven, Aveshar stilled as a bolt of sound rippled through him like a living caress. Ears turned toward the sound, he listened to the roar of a female, then slowly turned. "Ahh... Shawnie.. What an interesting turn of events this is.."
He laughed mroe to himself than anyone else. "Diera, I must greet our newest arrival... Would it suit you to wait at the Den, or accompany me? I care not either way..."
He took a few steps back toward the Pride, already knowing the route he would take -around most of the lionesses- to get to the border quickly.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 3:48 pm
Diera gave a slight smirk to the commentary. "I am pleased that you think of me this way; It is an honor." She bowed to him slowly, the laugh rumbling into her being. It seemed to rock her very core with fear...and awe. Her own chuckle seemed to escape from her throat as she looked over into his silver eyes. "Maybe it shouldn't be a good thing...it should be a wickedly interesting challenge and mystery..."
Her tail flicked gently as she heard the call, ears alert and pricked forward. At his question, she stood. "I shall stay here and await your return, Lord Aveshar." Yet again with another bow, she trotted over to the den entrance and settled at the doorway, her flames gently curling at her pelt giving it a more of a scorched appearance.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 3:53 pm
"So, Lord Aveshar..." The solar lioness gave a dark chuckle. "These are your lands. How befitting..." She flicked an ear and lightning crackled lightly above. Crimson gold eyes looked to where she spotted the king of the lands. She could sense the many scents that wafted around these lands. Most to all females. Shawnie gave a dark chuckle, smirking. So the oh so great king had followers. Or a posse. Or both...
The lioness ran her tongue over her maw gently, her tail flicking behind her as sparks fluttered in the air.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 4:18 pm
Briseis had made her way into the limbs of a tree. Her head rested on her paws as her tail flicked back and fourth. More members, she growled lowly. She wasn't going to fight for alone time with Ave and she wasn't going to make friends either. She was a bit bitter at the moment. In an earlier life she had cubs to keep her company while her male companion had wandered off, now she had nothing. Though she could say Ave didn't have any cubs with any of the other females so she couldn't get too jealous yet.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 7:06 pm
She had a point there. Inclining his head slightly, Aveshar silently agreed with her words. Maybe not good... But an interesting challenge indeed. More time to consider her later.
"As you wish." He said softly, and then turned, moving toward the source of the call. He had not expected Shawnie so soon, but her arrival pleased him, for some absurd reason.
When she came into sight he smiled, halting before her. "Welcome to the Twisted Kingdom, Lady of Sin."
He turned, preseting her with his side, tilting his head toward the Pride. "If you would allow me to escourt you to the Den, we may discuss your travels, or you may rest or eat, as you wish."
He could be a gracious host, when he wished to.
As they moved through his lands, he searched the trees. He knew somewhere Bris lay in the ghostly canopy, safe from the spirits of the field... From everything -perhaps- save his own attentions, should he choose to visit them upon her. Moving a few steps ahead of Shawnie, he let out a purring growl, calling to her.
"Briseis..." The wind carried the word, the ghostly night amplifying the dark music of his voice.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 8:00 pm
Briseis looked up as her name was called, her eyes narrowed. He was paying more attention to the newcommers than her now. Pfft. She got to her feet and stretched before making an elegant leap to the cold ground. She flicked her tail behind her as she walked away from him, strutting herself towards the borders. That should get his damn attention, she thought.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 9:13 am
Aveshar smiled. He could almost smell the high-headed Briseis... Could scent her rebellion, her jealousy. It almost made him forgive her ignoring his summons... Almost.
Aveshar did not forgive anything, or anyone... He never had, and never would. The female would pay for her impertinence... Briseis should know better... She had surrendered.
This was something he expected of mort.. Indeed, with Mort he would almost be dissapointed in if she didn't react thus... Diera would not, she'd proven her loyalty... Shawnie herself had come to the Pride, and he had spoken to her ages ago... Kage was an unexpected bonus... And the other...
Well, he would not even think of her now.
His voice snapped out, as harsh as the crack of a whip, as silken as a sigh. "Briseis."
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 10:01 am
Mort strolled back into view, her thin frame a bit more plump with the few things she'd found that would keep her well fed for many suns and moons to come, her ears flicked at the sound of Aveshar's voice.
"Aw, your pet forgot how to listen.." She spoke in his mind, Mort did not use her actual voice very often. "Aw, how..ungrateful of her.." She smirked again as she made her way towards him, tail feathers slinking against the frosty ground, the cold didnt effect the lioness at all.
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