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Princess_Feylin rolled 5 4-sided dice:
2, 1, 4, 3, 3
Total: 13 (5-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 10:38 am
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Things had not been going well in Sølvslips' den of late. His brothers had seemingly vanished, which was sort of alarming, but not enough that he was inclined to go looking for them - they were an independent bunch, the brothers Grei. More alarming was the fact that he was finding himself increasingly drawn to and possessive of the thrall he had brought back, Hiimatayt. Tay.
To get his mind off of the thin-furred, sweet-natured lioness, Slips had actually volunteered for border patrol. It wasn't the most exciting of jobs, but today it actually filled him with an odd sense of...something. He liked the knowledge that by patrolling the border he was defending the pride, and in a distant way contributing to Tay's safety within the pride, although he was also thoroughly distracted from his task by wondering what Tay was doing all the time.
It was a relief when he heard a roar of challenge.
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Princess_Feylin rolled 5 4-sided dice:
2, 3, 1, 3, 1
Total: 10 (5-20)
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 10:47 am
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A'asifa Ramilya had begun to hear the rumours of a warrior pride that allowed the finest warriors to keep what sounded a good deal like harems several months before he ever met anyone who had actually encountered anyone from this much talked-of pride. From that brown-furred, blue-eyed lioness he had learned the pride's name and a good deal more about its practices.
The lioness had been surprising to him in many ways, but most especially in the way she seemed to know so much about his own former pride, the Ukuucha'Wafalme, as well as this other pride, which was so far away. He had also been privately amazed at her ability to shift between the warm oasis sounds of the names Ram had grown up around, and the huskier burr of this other pride's names. Myrsky Syntynyt. What a tongue twister!
From Gintare he had also learned the proper way to join the pride - by challenging one of their warriors and either defeating him or fighting to a draw. He had also learned not to be startled if the warrior he encountered was female, which had been useful indeed, as he definitely would have been taken aback by that. For all her knowledge of the pride, however, Gintare had been indifferent to his offer of companionship on the way there, although they'd spent a pleasant evening together.
When he arrived at the border of the Myrsky Syntynyt and roared his challenge, A'asifa Ramilya was on his own.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 11:04 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 11:12 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 11:34 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 11:43 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 12:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 12:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 12:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 1:05 pm
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The incredibly handsome mysteriously alluring grey lion's accent made him a little difficult to understand, and Ram wasn't sure if he'd said "here" or "her," but he decided that he didn't care to stick around and find out, either. He just wanted to get away from this compelling clearly insane lion. He hoped the rest of the pride wasn't like this, because Gintare had made it sound much more like someplace he would want to live, but not if everyone here was going to behave like the domineering creepy grey lion.
"Okay. I'm leaving," Ram said, his dignity offended.
He was not, he realized as he walked away, actually injured. He'd just been thoroughly intimidated and confusingly aroused by his opponent's magnetic confidence peculiar behavior. He realized he would have to find a way to train himself to be a better fighter if he really wanted to gain admittance here, though he wasn't completely sure that was something he wanted at this point.
Ram left the borders feeling confused, and wondering how much of that was due to those early blows to his head.
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