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Kimaria rolled 5 4-sided dice:
2, 4, 3, 1, 2
Total: 12 (5-20)
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4, 2, 3, 3, 1
Total: 13 (5-20)
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 3:51 am
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"No!" Zili spat, sounding like a wounded child for a moment. He could feel himself slipping - losing ground - to this other male and the ring of defeat seemed to be creeping up to tighten in his chest and stifle his breathing.
His attempt at a feint did not fool the green lion and in the next moment he was on the receiving end, the sting of claws against his cheek and rattling the teeth in his jaw.
The dark lion backed up again, shaking his head. Could he carry on, or was this admitting defeat? The very thought gave him all he needed. If he thought he was beaten then he was. He was beginning to learn that half the fight was in your head as well. If the fire and the self-belief waned, then a battle was all but lost. Progress, perhaps, in learning this, but it certainly didn't feel like progress.
In a last ditch effort, perhaps hoping to catch the other by surprise, he lunged one final time; hoping for a miracle but expecting very little.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 10:13 am
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Zili was surprised at how he'd finally managed to gain some ground - but just a little too late. He needed to find that fire earlier, to harness it at the very start and take control of the situation before he could let the wariness creep in.
He stood, blinking through grains of sand, and snarled a little.
The black male really did want into the pride. More than anything - something that surprised even him. Yet, it was true, today would not yet be that day. Apparently he had a lot more to learn. Xochipepe would be disappointed and part of him was thankful that she was not here to see this.
"A thrall?" He retorted, near-horrified at the prospect, "a slave?"
His head shook fiercely, "no. Never. There's someone waiting for me in the pride. I'd sooner turn back to the rogue lands then live that way." He huffed, "I'm getting better. I'll earn my place soon."
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 10:28 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2016 10:42 am
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