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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2018 6:12 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2018 8:25 am
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The Orlands were definitely a lot different than the Bonelands. They didn't have the polygamous relationship with a single group of males, nor were they always on the mover. Instead, they were a stationary group, seemingly bound one monarch. They were trained to fight, so Quba could only assume they were a warlike group. Riza seemed to fit in well. She was already amongst a ranked position.
Quba? Quba was lazy. Quba didn't want to fight. She spent most of her days trying to sleep, and wasn't very successful at it! Not with the orange vizier looming over them, or the red claw when the other wasn't around.
Today, the lioness was finding a reason to get out of training. She spotted someone that seemed rather lost however. Well, this wasn't the place to be lost in, was it?
Shaking her head, she might've well lead the poor fool out before someone of rank caught him. "You there, I haven't seen you in the lands before. Are you wishing to become one of the unbranded here?" Quba asked, her tail flicking behind her lazily. She was doing her due diligence for the pride right now. That meant a day off in her future, right?
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2018 9:50 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2018 12:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2018 2:26 pm
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Quba gave the light brown lion a question stare before shaking her head, continuing to move forward.
“You’ve got to be careful when approaching other’s pridelands, regardless if you are following others or not. Some lands are not as hospitable as others. My old pride for instance, the males would run you off the minute you entered their borders, or possibly challenge you to a duel if they knew of any ill intentions including stealing their females.” The lazy lioness felt herself shrugging. “These lands are pretty similar in that aspect, except it’s not only the males you can battle, but also the females.” Enzi was lucky that Quba would rather sleep than fight. She was not an Outlander mindset whatsoever.
Well, he certainly seemed scattered brain if he lost his own family member.
Did she like it here? The question came to her as a surprise. “That’s a loaded question.” Quba advised, pausing midstep to think. “It’s got its ups. And it’s got its downs. I don’t care for the constant training the Claws put us through.” Whether it was Azzan, Atama or the Monarch’s Claw himself. “But, I do like staying in one place. Plus, if I decide to bear children, my options are more open than a select group of males.” Another shrug. Quba definitely had a more progressive mindset than her Bonelands upbringing would like.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2018 4:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2018 8:51 pm
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