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 Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2018 8:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2018 10:34 am
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She had been left alone to her own devices, like a old toy being discard for a fresh one. It wasn't even as if Bast'ion had demanded much from her - in fact what was required of her was a pitiable amount. Her captor had stolen her from the rogue lands, and then shortly after had proceeded to disappear back into those lands on another viking. The male was hardly ever home, and if Yhe did manage to catch a glimpse of him, it was often short.
It wasn't as if she wanted to be near the male, but she could no longer see any point in her capture. She had been kidnapped for the thrill of it, and that settled poorly with the female. What even was the point of her being here? She had nothing to provide this pride with, and while his daughters were not unpleasant... they were not her's. This wasn't her family, this wasn't her home. Her family was out there probably looking for her now as she lazed about around the dens.
She felt no pride in her work and no motivation to do anything that would make herself proud. Yhe was in a stump, as alone and worthless as she had ever felt. It was his fault - all of it. The dark lioness approached Bast'ion now from behind. He had returned the previous day, but she had made no attempts to greet him or show him any sort of kindness. Her words were laced with bitterness as she spoke, "What am I even doing here."
The weight of her words were unbearably heavy - she was so tired of this. She longed for the freedom she knew she could not have. "What are you even doing here? It's clear you don't want to be here. Do your daughters know how little you must care for them since you are gone so often?" She knew better than to be confrontational, but she was done. Something needed to change.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2018 4:08 pm
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If he thought telling her that she was pretty was flattering, it wasn't. For a while she had suspected that it was his only reason. Yhe wasn't unaware of her own beauty - it was evident in the way that she carried herself and the way she spoke. But, to think of herself as someone's trophy was a sobering thought. The winds of anger were blown out of her sails, and she sighed. The sound heavy with emotion that she didn't expect the lion to understand. No, he was a shallow, callous creature. The only thing that was pure about him was his belt, and the dark circles around his eyes alluded to his true nature.
"Your plan is flawed. You're hardly here to keep an eye on me. There are plenty of others I could let take in my beauty." The insinuation was clear. With Bast'ion gone most of the time, he had no real means of controlling her. She did what was required of her, but that was so little that she had copious amounts of free time. There were other males in the pride who could appreciate her beauty. She wasn't Bast'ion's - she'd like to see him try to stop her.
"Do I really look all that surprised by this? I am good at reading others, and there's nothing but selfish desire within your gaze." She stepped up to him, emboldened. Yhe did not think he could stop her from doing anything. He had captured her, yes, but he had hardly tamed her. He was too busy running away from his problems to fix them.
She rolled her eyes at him, unimpressed with his complaints. He deserved all the misery that could be thrown upon his shoulders. "You're in no position to complain when you make a habit out of making others miserable."
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2018 4:32 pm
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"You haven't," Yhe agreed, but she suspected it wasn't for lack of wanting to. It was strange that some moral code creeped up now all of the sudden. He wouldn't force her to sleep with him, but he was perfectly willing to capture her and take away all that had been in her life before. It was a contradiction, but Yhe wasn't sure it was wise to question it. The lioness had no desire for any male so cruel. In this pride there was an overwhelming lack of sympathetic males.
"But, there is value in it. Even if you see it and do not take it, does not mean I can't make myself worth everything to someone." She was not exactly a cunning female, but she was by no means dumb. Her words were just that, though. Words. Yhe couldn't imagine throwing herself at anyone for an empty promise at a better life. Her body, her pride, it was all too precious for that. The lioness would remain a perfect lady until the end, whatever end came for her.
It was hard to say now with Bast'ion claiming ownership of her.
"If we're useless to each other, then what even is the point? Do you place so much value in my beauty that you'll let us grow bored by it?" she sighed, tired of dancing around words with him. They talked and talked in circles, but nothing ever came of it.
His next statement caught her off guard, and she turned a questioning look back towards Bast'ion. "If it was truly freedom? Sure. But, with you, I do not think anything is unconditional. I do not think of you as kind or understanding. If you intended for me to have my freedom, you would have never taken it."
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2018 4:53 pm
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"And you would truly be okay with that? Doesn't that defeat the entire..." she cut herself off with another heavy sigh. His actions were simply ones she could not understand. He was a fickle creature, and she couldn't figure out how his mind ticked. There was logic and reason to his actions, but they were beyond her comprehension. She had developed a more pure set of morals and values, untainted by the harsh realities of rogue life. They were simply on completely different sides of the spectrum.
Did he even understand her?
Her ears flicked, her tail twitching with slight agitation. She knew better than to trust him, because something didn't feel right about his offer. Was he only making it to shut her up? Obviously he had to be confident of his victory, otherwise he wouldn't have made the offer to her. It didn't sound right, and Yhe wasn't willing to bite at his bait blindly.
She did not trust him.
"You're kidding." It wasn't a question, just a pure, flat statement. "Against you I stand little chance. Your size and weight are all you need to beat me. Why offer me a 'fair' chance now when you wouldn't before? You know you can win - this is pointless." She turned away from him, silently infuriated by the cruelty of the offer.
"This is no gracious act from you, and I will not be mocked by it." She was no warrior - it was already clear she would not win.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2018 5:16 pm
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"I suppose you are - we are," Yhe amended with a heavy sigh. At least she managed to yell some sense into him, but it hardly made her feel any better about her situation. She was still enslaved to a lion she could not even fathom understanding. The lioness couldn't shake off the feeling of defeat - even if she could win their banter with words, it meant nothing. The ground she made was small.
"Look, it's not just me you're neglecting by running off all the time. Give your daughters some attention - there's little I can give them that compares to a parent's love." Of course, she wanted this to be just about her. She wanted him to feel like an idiot for ruining her life. But, it was clear that he wouldn't now. He had no regrets - after all, Bast'ion had what he wanted now. Yhe expected that once another pretty lioness came around, she would no longer be the focus of his fleeting attention.
Until then, they were stuck with one another.
"I'll leave you be, now." She had made all the progress she could in one day. Her thoughts were weighing down, and she wanted to be alone to deal with it all. The dark lioness rose back onto her feet and turned away from Bast'ion, heading back down the way she had came.
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