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Epine de Rose rolled 5 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 1, 1, 4
Total: 9 (5-20)
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 1:53 am
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She hadn't intended to stumble across this territory, but no sooner had she done so than she had encountered the larger white lion battling against a darker lioness. This had soon been folowed by a number of other lions appearing, all of which had seemed to be in the company of the pale male. They had come from somewhere, but they had, for the most part, paid not heed to her.
...After all, the pale male had gotten things 'covered' and was handling the darker lioness's presence.
She had attempted to step back, but in those moments it seemed her cowardice had been noted and no sooner had she taken a step or two back than she felt a paw press against her back. She had been spotted, and she was no longer free to leave until...well...
She wasn't sure, was she supposed to fight this one?
She continued to dwell on this and no sooner had she established that she did have to fight him, than the lion was beaten and rolled over onto the ground with a disgruntled snort. Perhaps this would be okay, if the other lioness could beat him then surely she would have the good fortune to be able to as well...
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Epine de Rose rolled 5 4-sided dice:
2, 3, 3, 3, 1
Total: 12 (5-20)
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 1:56 am
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He had not performed well.
Imbibing was definitely a no-go whenever he was out in future, he would wait until he was home before he participated in any revelry that left him this handicapped. Nevertheless, as he pulled himself back to his paws he did have the opportunity to get back some of his honour, it just so happened in came in the form of the slight little lioness who had very obviously not intended to be here...
"All right let's make this quick," he grumbled, his expression pained as the headache throbbed across his temples.
"Kick my a** and you're a free lioness, don't...and you're not a free lioness," he stated coolly. He was usually a well mannered, easy going lion, but one was not open to such benevolence when they had the worst hangover this side of the century and they had just been embarrassed by a girl...
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 2:02 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 2:07 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 2:17 am
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It had failed, and no sooner had her paws hit the ground than she found herself flung away from her immediate position and back towards where she had come from. It hadn't been something that the lioness had expected and she squealed as her shoulders smacked into the soil beneath her - as he had expected, she did bounce, not once but twice, and then slid a small ways away from him.
The blow had winded her, but acutely aware that she simply couldn't run (not yet at least), the petite lioness stumbled to her paws again.
Shaking her head, she regained her wits and promptly barreled forward again, this time she was going to wait later to pounce. So long as she timed it right, he wouldn't have the chance to move, and hopefully she would be able to get on his back so that he couldn't throw her off either...
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 2:24 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 2:31 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 2:33 am
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The paw was swiftly batted away by the male as he closed the gap completely and peered down at the lioness. He had managed to regain his bearings to a certain degree and his faculties were returning. Up close, it was all too apparent that the female was absolutely incapable of beating him, she was simply too weak - her definition simply wasn't there. He surmised that she only hunted small game, as she was too slender to be of use against larger species... That being said, there were parts of her that seemed to indicate that she was built for speed.
...A trait she should have used a long time ago.
He paused, and continued to observe her for a few moments longer before he at last began to speak. A deep rumble escaping from the depths of his throat, in times like these, he most assuredly resembled his father.
"I am going to count to three, and you will have exactly that length of time to leave," he murmured and nodded back the way she had come. "If I see you again, I won't hold back... And do not expect any of the others to be so considerate either..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 2:47 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 2:57 am
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