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Posted: Tue May 15, 2018 4:19 pm
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2018 5:30 pm
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How many years had passed since the pride was no more? It seemed just as Vox had returned from his pilgrimage, bearing a new name and all, the pride dispersed. Vox was quick to drop his new name, reverting back to the old one he had been born with. His parents were not here to tell him otherwise. The tradition was long gone, there was no need to keep up with it.
The normally quiet lion sighed as he meandered through the roguelands. His paws ached from the constant travel. He needed to find a place to rest soon.
In the distance, he found a cluster of trees. It would do, nice shade to get away from the constant burning sun. Vox was slow to make his way over there, frowning as another form seemed to occupy that space. Oh, seems as if someone else had the same idea.
"Hello," his voice was quiet as he approached the lounging female. "It's been awhile since I've seen another out here."
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2018 9:27 pm
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2018 6:40 pm
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Vox shrugged slightly. "It's okay." He was half tempted to say he was use to it, but he withheld from it.
"Vox." The golden male started. "We had a tradition in my old pride to change our names when we were adults. However, when my pride disbanded, I wasn't ready to give it up just yet." He was sure if the swampies (or mounties, as they turned into) were still around, Bonwa would be his true name.
"Yours?" He decided to asked, padding closer to the female. His paws did ache incredible, so when she offered to join, he jumped (or would have, if there was no pain,) at the opportunity. Vox found himself nestled in the shade, not too close to the female, but in close proximity.
"Been out in the rogue lands all your life?"
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