[PRP] Steel and Lavender (Steinnar & Hati )

[Syrius Lionwing]

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The sun was out, bright and glistening, high in the sky, high enough to burn a creature to cinders. He never really felt the heat though, his pale fur reflected the bulk of the sun and left him feeling cold.

He was feeling lost. He knew exactly where he was of course, he had been born and raised here, his mother was a powerful reaver and she had raised him well enough. He had mainly been brought up by the two thralls that his mother had brought in from the rogue lands to take care of her large brood.

His mother though cared deeply for his sisters, encouraged them to become anything, he and his brothers though were left to their own devices. With little or no push behind him Steinnar was feeling lost. He was an adult now of course with a full mane, he was massive like his mother, the blood of the firekin coursed in his veins and his sheer size proved that. He just, didn’t really know what to do with all of that size and strength, he didn’t really want to be a reaver, but being a freeborn sort of felt like he wasn’t doing anything. He really wanted to find a path, he just, didn’t know how.  

[Pollack]

Even the weather on the Stormborn's steep cliffs was something that Hati was still in the middle of getting use to! More than once others who shared the same dark coat colors had approached her to have a fellow companion to verbally stress their complaints on. Yet compared to the much warmer low lands even on the rare sunny days Hati found her self constantly freezing!

The only solace she had found in her brief time here was distracting herself in learning everything she could know about the culture and traditions of the pride. Her mother had raved on end stories about the Stormborns conquests even as a young child, but since she hadn't actually been a true member there was massive chunks of basic information that had been missing! A massive lesson in humility that Hati was smacked in the face on her very first night.

Though she was determined to conquer her inexperience and not only adjust but thrive in these new conditions she couldn't help but have a bubble of fear and anxiety with every interaction.

At times she honestly suspected that walking across eggs would have been an easier task!

With a quite murr of pleasure Hati slung herself over a boulder, her body stretched out to it's maximum capacity to soak up any little bit of heat coming from the sun-baked earth below her. Having the chance to take a moment of respite and reflection by herself was something she dearly needed. With all of the changes going on in her life there were just times that she needed to take a breather to level herself back to normal.

Alas as it were her little moment of peace was about to be broken!

Syrius Lionwing

 

[Syrius Lionwing]

There was a multitude of pelt colours here in the stormborn and he had a pretty good memory for families, they could get very large here and he himself was related to a fair chunk of the world he knew. He didn’t know this colour or pattern though, perhaps someone new? “It’s a good day to die.” He gave the usual greeting, if they were new they would probably look at him like he had three heads. He liked that look it amused him.

Tilting his head curiously the giant, mostly white lion took a few moments to examine the lioness before him. Lavender markings on a dark pelt and the way she sat upon this rock. She was cold.

“There are ways to warm up here you know, laying like a throw rug isn’t necessarily the best course of action.” He continued, he had a feeling he really was speaking to someone very new to the lands that just didn’t know how to regulate yet.

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[Pollack]

It was evident by the way her head shot up at break neck speeds and her back arched upwards in a manner ready to bolt at any second that in the time between the time Hati had arrived to this particular spot and Steinnar arrived she had lulled herself into a light sleep.

He certainly had one hell of a way of providing a wake up call!

Letting out a relieved sigh Hati's body relaxed back onto the rock, though this time with her legs acting as a prop to keep her head raised. She had heard that saying many times before since arriving here, at first she was extremely confused at it (frankly she still was unsure of the meaning behind it) but could recognize that it was a form of a greeting. "So it is." She replied smoothly, mimicking the responses she had observed others make to that very same statement before.

Her eyebrow rose in interest as she regarded him with a lazy stare. "This form of warming is good for thousands of different species," She explained with a slow drawl, "If someone has yet to go on a Viking and doesn't have the stock pile of supplies to properly keep yourself warm then this is a easy alternative."

With a tilt of her head Hati's lips pursed together as she thought for a moment. She certainly wasn't an expert on these things, nor had she lived here long enough to learn all of the tricks, perhaps this fellow could at the very least point her in the direction of other options? "Course I am always open to suggestions if you have them," She replied with a mild smile.

Syrius Lionwing

 

[Syrius Lionwing]

“I’m sorry, did I startle you?” He couldn’t help but smile and chuckle, just a little, it seemed he’d woken her from a light sleep. Perhaps this way of capturing the heat did suit her, still he knew a better way, he knew several better ways but there was one he specifically had in mind.

Steinnar smiled, not new enough it seemed to not know the greetings. Good. He tilted his massive head at her and raised a brow “Such bathing should be reserved for lizards and snakes lady, as you are neither allow me to show you a better way.”

The pale youngster was pretty sure he had never sounded this suave his whole life, still he had never been lacking in confidence when it came to speaking to girls, he knew how to treat them, his mother had made sure of that. It occurred to him that his words maybe sounded a little sleezy though so he decided it was time to backtrack just a little.

With a dopey grin on his maw his ears vanished in to his thick mane. “Uh, if you wish to of course.”

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