Zeb didn't like any of the newcomers, so he got into defensife stance, untill Clary introduced everyone. "Yes. My name is Zebulah, and No, Clary. We do have bussines here." Zeb said, not taking his eyes of the lions. "We are not heading to the Outlands. We are going a completely diffrent way. To the Mountain peak lands. and the plain lands."
Kijani nodded as the male spoke up, she heard a soft growl behind her and heard Rhaegar pick himself up. Rhaegar would not have his sister talked to in such a manner, and so he himself rose from his slumped position and held his head high, baring his teeth. Rhaegar wasn't afraid of him, if Viserion ever decided to turn up, they would outnumber them anyway. Though knowing his brother's excellent timing, that probably wouldn't be anytime soon. Rhaegar wasn't about to step down, behind Kijani he stood protectively warning the lions, the male especially not to harm her.
Kijani on the other hand, firmly remained in front of her brother and made no aggressive sign whatsoever. She had patience on her side, which she knew from experience was found in few males. "Then perhaps we may join you? We have been on the search for a more bountiful home. My brother and I hunt, we could prove to be some use" She offered politely. She assumed from his manner of addressing them and the fact that Clarissa had said 'his' pride that he was indeed a leader himself. Hunters were widely sought in many areas, and Kijani hoped to find refuge where there was need. Their youngest sibling was no hunter nor fighter, but he was not without his uses.
"We have got enough hunters, babysitters. But fi yournot afraid from losing your life in a war, then you can come with us." Zeb said and growled, so the lion would stand down. "Your broher should learn manners of talking to a King!" Zeb said and turned back to Clary.
As the King turned around to face the female, Kijani gave an unimpressed look to her brother. Rhaegar, ignored her though, he didn't like the King. Kijani walked to him and looked at him straight in the eyes.
"You may not like him, but he's the only chance we have to find a better home, so you better grin and bear it." Kijani whispered in a low voice, with an almost menacing tone. But she knew better than to try and scold him. Rhaegar looked down at his little sister, his face not very impressed. But he got up reluctantly and walked over to the male lion.
"I apologise for my behaviour, Your Grace, I meant only the best for my family. It would be both an honour and a pleasure to fight for you." Rhaegar said to Kijani's great approval, a small smile spread on her lips. It seemed that not all reason had deserted him. However Rhaegar resented the words that came from his mouth, he hated to grovel like a mere commoner. Though as much as he hated to admit, Kijani was right and they needed a more reliable and stable place to live.
Zebulan looked at the lions,impressed. Noone ever had talked to him like that. After listening carefully, he looked at Rhaergar, his eyes examined the lion incredulously, thinking about treats,that could come to this lion.
"Hmmm... I can only allow you to be i my pride, if there won't be mutinity against me from your and your brother's side."Zeb said to Kijani.
"Why of course, we only seek a secure and reliable place to stay. We have no desire to rule." Kijani said, she knew that Rhaegar had always thought that he ought to rule, though she highly doubted that although he might claim that he could run everything better than anyone else, that he actually had the dedication and conviction to actually carry out any of his acts. Being a King was hard work, and Rhaegar was never one for such.
Rhaegar, now with his sister no longer in front of him, allowed his usual smirk to creep back onto his face. He dipped his head excessively low in an act of submission, exaggerating the movement. Though his eyes glinted at the King's as he lowered his head.
"I would never dream of such a thing." Rhaegar said, the smile on his face remained. Mutiny was not what he wanted, it would only end badly for him, but he could and would climb the ladder of power. He had experience doing so before and knew how to acquire power within a group. Fighting wasn't the way he would win much, Rhaegar despite his greed did have patience on his side. He had to wait many years for privileges of any sort in previous prides, he had learnt it was 'trust' that won him the most from his acts. As well as popularity amongst the majority of the lions and lionesses. Taking things by force, only made enemies out of your people. With all this planning in his head, he would have no need for mutinous rebellions. The acquisition of power was a slow process, but Rhaegar knew how to play his cards when he was in the mood.
"I don't trust them. Keep an eye on that guy." Zeb whispered to Clary and then turned away. "WE go this way. And I should warn you, my pride doesn't like anyone from the outside. They don't trust anyone I don't. You'll have a hard time there."
Clary glanced at Rhaegar, allowing a small, amused smile form on here lips before she turned and followed Zeb loyally. "I won't allow him out of my sight, he can be my hunting partner and such." She replied.
"I never asked life to deal me a royal flush." Rhaegar said, and so the game was on. Rhaegar stretched before he began padding behind the two lions, Kijani at his side. She smiled at him sweetly, this would certainly be a better start for them. Here where they might be able to start new.
Kijani was silently relieved that there had been neither of the two had distinguished the lions from there rare coloured mane, nor their strangely coloured eyes. It was a trait that ran through their family, and their family wasn't very well respected in some areas. Their father, once a King had abused his power and treated his pride like dirt, mercilessly killing lions and lionesses as well as cubs for petty crimes. Eventually, it came back around and the King was slaughter and a usurper had taken the throne. The King's three children: Kijani, Rhaegar and Viserion had fled, though they still had many enemies about the lands and weren't welcome in many homes. Compared to their father, Rhaegar was a Saint, but it was difficult to persuade people otherwise if they had never met their father for themselves.
Rhaegar silently strode behind them, after the events that had occurred at his home. He had lost the most, the promise he would be a King someday, his respect, his dignity. He had lost all of it and now, recovering from their loss, they would slowly start fresh. Rhaegar still dreamed of the day he would take back his pride, though he could wait. When he was ready, there would be nothing to stand in his way.
"Go on then" Rhaegar smiled at the lioness, he had a slight tingling that she had something that she wanted something from him, but he didn't really care at this moment. "What do you want to know?" He asked, his curiosity clear in his voice. He had a smile spread on his face, not his usual smirk but a true smile, one that reflected his joy within.
Kijani hung back slightly, allowing the two to talk. She looked behind her, knowing that the last sibling, Viserion would be following them. Though their youngest brother was never one to show himself to strangers unless it was really necessary. His fur matched the dusty plains, but if a you looked very close, one might be able to see his the sun reflecting off his liquid silver mane. She didn't say anything though, Viserion was misunderstood by most, he was more of a solitary lion and preferred to be at a distance from most. She couldn't really blame him, he had been born into the world alone with Rhaegar and Kijani. He would show himself when he was ready to be seen.
Rhaegar looked up, he had a feeling that the question would come up. He didn't want to reveal what had truly happened, for fear of being exiled once more as a result of those who would want his head or in case his father had wronged this King they were following now, on top of that he had been humiliated after the loss, 'Beggar King' they had called him when they met unfriendly places, and he had sunk into his own world as a result. A world where he was a just and strong ruler, where his enemies and those who had wronged him would pay, a world where everything was perfect. He told himself that his pride must secretly want him back and that none cared for the usurper. Though he had been unaware as to how that had changed him as a person. He had grown arrogant and thought too highly of himself. Anyway, he couldn't tell her, not yet. The risk was too high and he couldn't put this opportunity to waste.
"Our father was not a well-liked man within our pride, my sister and I thought that it would be best if we leave, start a new chapter." He said, not lying but concealing much of the truth about their 'departure' from their pride.
"I'm sorry for your loss" Rhaegar said, in a way he could sympathise with the lioness. He too had lost a lot after his Father's death. Only she had no idea that his Father had been the King. It was his Father who was the villain in the story, though why shouldn't someone sympathise with the other side every once in a while? Rhaegar knew that his ambition was a just and noble cause, one that was worth fighting for. He was a true King, he was born to be one, he had been taught to be one, it was his destiny. "I pray you find your brother, I don't know where I would've been without my siblings." Rhaegar spoke truthfully to Clarissa.
"So, what brings you and your brother here? Why did you have to leave your home?" Zeb pulled over to Kijani, after hearing, that her brother didn't say much He wanted information, with could help him judge can they or can't they be in his pride.
Kijani looked at the male, presuming herself that he had overheard Rhaegar. She had to admit, she was surprised that her and her siblings were not recognised by the King, her father commonly known as the Mad King had made quite a name for himself, as had her brother often referred to as the 'Beggar King'. Their appearance had never really helped them conceal their true identities, Rhaegar was a sleeker image of his father but apart from their mother's slim and graceful body, Rhaegar was the spitting image of his father.
"We were living under the rule of the Mad King Aerys II, in his pride in the Southern plains. My brothers and I were in the wrong place at the wrong time, our.. unfortunate circumstance meant that we had to leave." She told him.
Rhaegar looked to Clarissa, and smiled back.
"With a spirit as strong as that, I have no doubt" He said chuckling slightly. The female lioness had proved to be very stubborn and so Rhaegar didn't doubt that she would find him. It was a big world though and it can take a long time to retrieve something once it was lost.
"It must have been a pretty boring life you had... Tell me, when did you meet this guy. Meeting a King and travelling with one must have been a more or less important part of your life." Rhaegar said, perhaps he might get to know her a little better. It dawned upon him, that the two might be slightly closer than he had first thought. She was after all, not bad looking and a King was a good enough match for any young lioness. Clearly though, when Rhaegar took his throne back, he would have no problem with getting a mate. It had been tradition long ago, for brother to marry sister in his family but neither he nor Kijani would ever show interest in such affairs. No, his mate would be a loyal lioness, beautiful and gentle and gave him him the respect he deserved. "You and Zebulah, you aren't... you know..." Rhaegar trailed off, hoping she caught on to what he was suggesting.
"Me and Zeb?" Clary laughed, "No, no. When we met I'd injured myself. I was hunting and I caught my paw on a rock and fell over and wounded myself." She replied, holding up her paw with the long cut the length of it.
Rhaegar examined herpaw, shuddering inside. Having been raised as a Prince he had been taught how to fight but never how to hunt. He had never been very keen on hunting, it was a necesity but it was painful... and so little respect earnt from the action.
"Every great hunter has their days." Rhaegar said, looking at her paw once more. He then turned to reflect on her relationship with Zeb. "Well he must certainly find you very charming if the two of you share a strong bond. Do you think he is a good King?" He lowered his voice so only Clarissa could hear. Rhaegar wanted to know what made a good King, hoping to be one himself someday.
Hunting? Really? Rhaegar was okay at hunting but as he lacked strength, he had to use other techniques to catch prey. Techniques which he had learnt from experience, do not usually mix well with the more traditional method. Though at least if he could start somewhere in the pride that would be fine, hopefully he'd gain trust and would be promoted sooner or later, besides it was unbefitting of a King to be given a role in the pride as low as hunting. It could've been worse he thought, he might've had to look after cubs or something.
"I have to warn you though, I don't hunt using speed and strength. Doesn't always work well with a partner... but we can give it a shot" Rhaegar said.
(This RP is intriguing! I think I might jump in too:).
Walla crouched behind a boulder as the two lions and two lionesses walked past. She had heard them coming a mile away, so casual were they - obviously they had full bellies or they wouldn't be scaring away all her prey. It had been days - if not weeks - since she had seen another lion, though, and despite the danger she was curious. Rather than approach them immediately, she decided that following would be best, and discreetly. Carefully she slid out from behind her rock and followed in their footsteps.
It wasn't easy going, especially for Kunona. She was very thankful for the long grass. Considered the most beautiful of all her sisters and half-sisters - and that was saying something, as they numbered nearly four dozen - the very thing that was considered her best asset was also the most burdensome: she was very, very fat. Being out in the countryside hadn't helped either. She thought it would be, being out in the wild, having to fend for herself, but if anything attracting kills was much easier than she had anticipated. Consequentially her body was a series of fat folds and love handles, all rolling about beneath her luxuriant long brown fur, and her chubby legs were nearly lost in all the flesh. She even took to arching her back now, in order to keep her enormous pale belly from scraping in the dirt, and her neck was a series of chubby rolls behind her ears. If only the riverland courts could see her now, for the lions would be certain to swoon over her ample frame, but out here without her entourage to look after her, it made even the tiniest thing - like walking behind an unsuspecting group of lions - an exercise which left her breathless.
From behind everyone, Viserion. Who had always been the quiet and misunderstood brother, whilst his siblings and parents had taken to fighting and carrying out 'honourable' and 'noble' deeds, the weediest lion of the three had taken an interest in whispers, secrets and spying. Much to everyone's unease. They proved to be just as useful if not more so when it came to battle, Viserion had often spied for his siblings and given valuable information on enemies, ideal locations as to name a few. Viserion had the liquid silver mane and violet eyes his family had once proudly bore. Though he had a very slim frame, that didn't possess the sleek and slender graceful touch his siblings had. It certainly didn't make him appear as a threat to any lion or lioness, and he supposed that was to his advantage.
He had spotted the lioness following them, and looking for an intention he had stalked the stalker quietly for a short while. The family ought to be glad they had him, though Rhaegar rarely showed an interest in his younger brother and Kijani was always uncomfortable around him. When he assured himself that there was no threat in her intent on the family he padded silently and slowly behind her, moving like a shadow.
"You seem very interested in them." Viserion whispered from behind the lioness, showing himself to her.
"Familiar? Whatever do you mean?" Kijani said, her voice growing weary. If he had recognised them, then she was in trouble. She hadn't said anything about their relation to the Mad King, but if he had ever seen him. Then he would've probably recognised Rhaegar if not both of them. She was ready for this, and ready to make a dash with Rhaegar who was idly chatting with the lioness. She quickly looked behind her to see if she could see Viserion. Though she couldn't see him anywhere.
"Where is he?" she muttered under her breath, so Zeb couldn't hear. He was supposed to be behind them, though Viserion did have a tendancy to snoop off and get involved in various different activities. She always felt uncomfortable around him, it was as if he was searching for something when he talked to you, whether it be secrets or lies, he never seemed satisfied with being ignorant on a topic.
Walla was gasping for air by the time she heard the voice behind her. The fright made her bite her tongue. Very slowly she shuffled around, for she was too huge to simply glance over her shoulder, until she came face to face with a set of large and expressive eyes set in a silver mane. Never had she seen a face like that, so uniquely featured, that it was a moment before she realised she was staring. It was another moment before she realised her bitten tongue was still hanging out of her mouth. She pulled it in with a *plop*. "Oh, I am sorry," she said, a grin instantly springing to her face. She always smiled when she was nervous. Mother said the only reason she let her get away with smiling so broadly was because she looked absurdly pretty when she did, but she still felt like a fool. And Who could help but smile at those eyes? "I was... Curious! I've been alone for so long. I just wanted to talk, but I wanted to make sure you weren't going to hurt me... First." She glanced away, realising her predicament and suddenly fearful for her safety, and no longer able to look at the eyes that seemed to see all her secrets. Sitting down, for her back legs were very weary, she said, "Might I... Have the pleasure of your name?"
Viserion chuckled ever so slightly at the lioness, it didn't require a remotely intelligent lion to realise that she didn't pose a threat to the group. He scanned her, she seemed thin, possibly from a lack of food. He wouldn't underestimate her though if it came to a fight, a hungry lioness can make a formidable foe as she has nothing to lose. But Viserion couldn't think of why it would benefit her to attack him, unless she was into cannibalism, which is highly unlikely to be found in such areas. He looked over her figure once more, putting jokes aside. She had a filled out frame if he was to say the least, yet he pondered curiously whether he would rather be skinny as he was now or have her figure, wondering which one was harder to live with. Quickly he gave up with his interior debate, he didn't think he could ever put on so much weight, so he put such thoughts aside and focused instead on how she acted towards him. She seemed slightly uneasy, but less so than most other lions that he met. That list wasn't very long though.
"My name is Viserion, I believe you acquainted yourself from a distance with my brother and sister and their companions: Zebulah and Clarissa." He said, that much information was invaluable on it's own. Viserion was always careful as to what he shared. Information was the greatest weapon that any lion or lioness could equip himself or herself with. "And may I have the pleasure of your name?"
Despite his cold and shady personality, the lion found himself relaxing slightly in the company of the lioness, much to his surprise. He assured himself that it was due to the lack of danger she carried, it couldn't be that he was turning soft. Viserion was more of an outcast than any other member of his family, it wasn't as if he had ever learned or experienced the pleasure of being loved or accepted. He had been nothing but a shadow in the background, watching and listening as the world moved on.
This Land: Jenna - I'm currently in an online lesson, ill reply in about an hour ^^
Jan 19, 2021 19:48:37 GMT
Jenna: No rush! I have just had this open at work for when I have down time xD
Jan 19, 2021 20:10:41 GMT
This Land: haha, like your thinking xD
Jan 19, 2021 21:17:06 GMT
mrcrazypants: @tl that Doctor Who soundtrack you shared is great!
Jan 20, 2021 9:09:15 GMT
This Land: I know right? Im very tempted to get my keyboard out and learn how to play it too xD
Jan 20, 2021 9:16:04 GMT
mrcrazypants: Oh that would be so cool!!!
Jan 20, 2021 14:26:11 GMT
mrcrazypants: I have a guitarr back home (stuck at parents house atm due to apartment being renovated). Imagine if I learned it on the guitar too, then we'd have a doctor who band haha
Jan 20, 2021 14:27:58 GMT
This Land: You on Guitar, girlfriend on bass, and me on the keyboard, Anyone know drums ? xD
Jan 20, 2021 14:31:06 GMT
mrcrazypants: 👏😂 hahaha! Oh and we'd need a singer too for future lyrics based songs
Jan 20, 2021 14:32:29 GMT