Hakuna'jina was glad for the glamour abilities the gods had, the illusion of her non-pregnant form keeping her pregnancy from the others in the pride. At least until they were all safe and less panicked. She nosed Primitus in return, taking a deep breath and looking to her son and co-leader before spreading her wings. "Remember! We are the Aegnor'hini! From the Sheleran and Shelerana to the Far and Sador! We shall overcome this trial, and prove to the Hells that they were right to place their fire and ice in our veins!" With that, she took to the skies, intent on her form helping to guide their people from the skies, along with Primitus'.
Aisling leaned into Tulivu, Tavar joining them by bunting his head against theirs. And it was Tavar that spoke in a soft voice, trying to be as soothing as he could. "We shall survive this." His voice was low, loud enough only for his mates to hear it. "We are Mar, Vassago, and Lashi. Strong, old blood flows through our veins, demon and otherwise. We shall persevere." Aisling nodded, her heart skipping a beat at Tavar's words. For all he got under her skin still, more and more he caught her off guard with little moments like this.
"Yes. We shall persevere. Together. As mates, and as a pride." They had risen from the ashes once before. They would do so again. She nosed at them. "Let us go. We have much ground to cover."
Mlima moved near his sister, not approaching his mother, but not shying away either. She...made him uncomfortable, but for Ilunena's sake..."Come on. You can't enjoy the show if you're dead, Himy'ainur." He was gruff, but he honestly didn't want to see her die. Even if he had a disturbing idea of what those pelts on her back had once belonged to. He would be ever grateful to Aisling and Sainika...
Harsul passed by Aed as he moved towards his mother and sister, nudging his shoulder with his own. "You can say that! Maybe we'll pass by some of the places my paws have taken me while hunting. Maybe we'll pass some pretty tail I can introduce you to." The grin on the Far's face was...well, 's**t-eating' was the best description. Though in truth, clinging to his 'charming hunter' facade was helping him not panic. Oh was he trying to not panic.
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[[OOC Note: Welcome to the beginning of the wrap up! The final 'official' post shall happen about 24 hours from now! That is when the raffle will be compiled and rolled! Feel free to join in the Demon Rescue Party, or engage in some rogue lands shenanigans! We're heading south and east, towards the coast! [Not the Bahari lands, don't worry.] Mayhaps your SoA will run into The Maw or any of the Damu-vizuka! The possibilities are endless!
The next meta ORP will go up the evening of the 31st of July, after the meta info thread has been updated!]]
