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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 2:47 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 3:36 am
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The salmon pink female padded over the borders, head held high. She always felt good when she came back from the outside world, after all this was home. She gave a nod to the border guards on her way past, most knew her, he size and bright pink coat made her recognisable to say the least.
Of course when she crossed she always considered her options, go and see the cubs or go and do something else, eat, drink, be merry,maybe find her thralls for a little entertainment. Well they were probably busy with the cubs, she still had a hard time believing she had given birth to nine cubs. With this on her mind she decided it was a good idea to beeline for her children. They should at least get a little face time with her.
Of course she didn't get as far as the dens before she spotted Dreki. His red-orange coat made him stand out from the rest of her litter, though her whole brood had come out rather rainbow coloured, undoubtedly from her own heritage as well as that of the pridelanders she had spent that one night with, Dreki stood out.
He reminded her of her birth place, where more lions of his coat colour lived than any other colour. The red of the firekin. With a little smile on her maw the salmon pink giantess headed straight for the red cub settling herself in to a comfortable sit she locked the little male accross his cheek before he could protest. "You look thoughtful my son." She states simply settling herself accross the dark rocks.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 7:30 am
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She contemplated his words, it was true, he most certainly would not be a cub forever. The inevitable passage of time saw her cubs grow and leave or stay. mainly she just let them do their own thing, mostly. It occurred to her that this was maybe a little philosophical for a cub and although she wanted to tell him some things about who he was she paused to think about it.
"When I wasn't much older than you my son I asked exactly the same questions. Of course my questions lead me here." She let out a sigh, she wasnt really a great mother, she preferred the females in her family over the males, she did a lot of encouraging to the girls and for a moment she felt slightly guilty of that, she had of course left her boy children to fend and question the world themselves.
She decided she could grant him some sort of wisdom, or perhaps even encouragement. "You know the males who look after you, you will never be them,they are Thralls and though they are not to be harmed they are not your equals. You are a storm born and there is iron in your blood, there is also fire in your belly you are decended from the firekin that is why you have a coat full of flames." She paused for a moment, her words felt grandiose even to her ears. "If you wish to be a reaver I will not stop you, if you wish to simply be a freeborn or if the law speakers call to you, you can, you are a child of mine, and my children can do anything." She was clearly in a good mood, she wasnt sure she would give such a speech in front of her whole litter, but in front of one questioning child, she was okay to pass on this knowledge and she did on a base level believe her children could do anything they desired it was just she didn't really expect anything of the boys, they were less her concern.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 8:06 am
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She looked at the young red boy before her. If he had been born in to the firekin he would have been welcomed, he probably wouldn't have wanted to leave. She had spent her formative youth being trained to survive on her own and when the time had come, she hadn't known what to do with herself. She was well in to adult-hood when she had joined the stormborn and though she had been here for many years she had known as soon as her paws crossed the threshold that she would be a reaver.
A soft sigh rolled over her lips as she pulled the cub towards her, she looked carefully in to his eyes and spoke. "Unlike you my life didn't start here my son. I was born in the Motojamii lands and when it was time I had to go, my coat colour branded me as a Huria which meant I could not stay in those lands. You on the other hand have been born here, you are a freeborn, you will never have to take orders from anyone, you can be what ever you want, you can take your time and decide."
She paused for a moment she knew that the two males she left in charge of her children were caring well for them, but maybe they were a little soft? It didn't really matter to her, she did want to see her children happy and thriving though. "If you never want to be a reaver my son do not think you have to be, you can choose to remain free."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 8:33 am
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