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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2018 6:00 pm
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Kelda had dueled out of her Unbranded training. The fight actually shocked her really. She was not a fighter, it was partly a reason she left the stormborn. She had never gone on Vikings, and never had the ambition to become a Reaver. How she ended up in a place like the Outlands still amazed her, but here she was.
Once officially a ranked lioness, Kelda found herself choosing the path of an Eye. She loved to learn, and that seemed the lesser of the strength rolls within the pride.
She sat near a termite hill, eyes narrowing as she spotted an unknown male nearing the borders. She wouldn't fight him, but she could sure make her presence known.
Kelda listed herself up, heading towards the brighter colored male. "You there," she called out. "You're getting close to a pride's territory."
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2018 2:12 pm
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Oh good. He meant no harm.
Well, he said that, but did he truly mean it? It wasn’t as if Kelda could actually take on this lion. He was bigger than her, which was a feat itself coming from the former stormborn’s lineage. The dark lioness felt herself shrugging slight to his response. “You have not given me a reason not to believe you yet…so I will trust you…for now.” After all, she really wasn’t a fighter. She liked to learn. Everyone had something to offer.
“You crossed into the territory not too far back. We do not, know.” Especially when there were young ones still roaming around. It was a precaution for the pride. “Might be your lucky day. If you met with a Scar, Claw or worse, the Monarch’s Claw, you might be running for the hills.” She joked, shaking her head.
“It would be in your best interest to turn back. I can escort you out so not to cause a ruckus with other members.”
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2018 5:34 pm
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Kelda's steps slowed as they got closer to the border of the pride. "I always wondered what it would be like to have the world as your entire home." The Outlander said thoughtfully. "There is so much to see. Just from the travel from the Myrsky Syntynyt lands here was a complete one-eighty." If she had the drive to become a reaver formerly, she could have seen it, while still having a place to call home.
"Prides are indeed different...But there seem to be an inkling of the same thing in all of them." The Outlands and Stormborn were pretty similar when she thought of it. They both dueled, the both had some kind of lone leader. The minor differences; Outlands stayed put and Stormborn moved with their viking trips.
She shook her head, grinning. "No worries." As they crossed the small path separated by a small water source, Kelda made sure to point it out. "If you ever find yourself in this area again, this is your indicator of our territory." Beyond the water, Outlands. Just before it, no lion's land, as the male put it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2018 6:10 pm
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"Well then, I hope you find that special thing that can keep you tied down." She grinned, sitting near the border while the male continued on. She was happy to find her home here. There was a wealth of knowledge within the pride she had yet to unlock.
Her ears perked forward. "Oh." They had started their conversation while walking, introductions just escaped her.
"Kelda'satu," she introduced. She was named as a dreamer, and boy did it fit her sometimes. "Kelda, suits me just fine though." She gave the male a warm smile. It was obvious Kelda didn't have the same fierceness of her Outlander pridemates, but if everyone was alike, then the pride would fall.
"I wish you luck on your travels. Be mindful if you ever decide to wander this way again. Perhaps if you are in the area again, find a smaller creature to find me for an escort, eh?" She flashed a smile, before turning away from the male, and heading back into the pride.
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