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Mort,

Lion of Junior Member

Played by Swan

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Ahhh, do you smell that? That…pungent, acrid smell? A scent which is so unpleasant, so strong it makes the eyes tear up, the nose twist, the stomach boil. Oh, a mere WHIFF of it could knock over an elephant. Smells like home. Mort padded, tail high, across the murky swamplands. A thick, sour fog had fallen, engulfing all who dared traverse this cursed place. Insects buzzed in his ear. To them, he was already a pale, forgotten corpse. So, there he was. Amidst the fluttering of gossamer wings, the distant croaks, the sudden splashes of a wild animal. What a familiar little world, one that could exist in the just the pad of his paw. A perfectly closed circle. Where nothing ever happened… And yet, things always did. This was not home; this was not that place in which he grew up. Undisturbed. With his only friends being the moss-covered turtles and the trees with faces. Those trees had such FRIENDLY face, not like these ones oh no. That one over there by that assortment of logs was particularly nasty. The boy went on, a lopsided smile on his face, adventuring deeper into the swamp. After all, what do monsters have to fear of other monsters? @Drakon 'Cause lately I've been craving more

Drakon,

Lion of Prideless

Played by Azzy

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Drakon Tollaire

Well this was not going to be one of the places that he'd go for as a leader. Drakon didn't like the very fact that the mud beneath his paws gave way to his weight and caused him to sink. He already looked like he had mud on his legs as it was and now it only made it true. A growl formed as Drakon traveled through the muck and finally found some solid ground. Though he wasn't the only one here and it showed as Drakon came across another. A male who seemed to enjoy this area and the giant of a man found his nose wrinkling in slight disgust but even that emotion went away as amber jewels watched the nearly green colored male in silence.

@Mort "speech"

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Mort,

Lion of Junior Member

Played by Swan

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He'd been swaggering down a rotting log, his head bobbing to a chattering bird song that had been rolling in the back of his mind for a while, when the scent wafted past his nose. No, this wasn’t the beautiful, the DELIGHTFUL smell of rot, mud and heartache he’d come to know and love. This smelled like… A PERSON! Mort stopped, his head whipping around till he found a pair of blazing eyes staring back of him. And across his face swept a lopsided smile, wide, with his overgrown teeth and his lolling tongue. The boy gave a low grunt of greeting, and before the other male could object, he was splashing back into the mud and skipping his way towards his brand-new friend. What was a pale pelt like that doing out here? Was he here to paint himself in the GLORIOUS mud! @Drakon 'Cause lately I've been craving more

Drakon,

Lion of Prideless

Played by Azzy

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Drakon Tollaire

The boy stopped doing what he was doing and spotted Drakon. It wasn't really hard to spot him though, he was a freaking white thing compared to the dark back drop, but still right? Though he heard the grunt and watched as the other splashed into the mud before making his way towards Drakon. The beast stood his ground but held his head high. "If you want to keep your mud covered hide I wouldn't get to close." He wasn't here to try and cover his scent. He wasn't here to be covered in shit and have to take multiple baths before he could return to the ocean shoreline and his wife. Lord knows that Hecuba would truly hate him for stinking like shit really.

@Mort

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Mort,

Lion of Junior Member

Played by Swan

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He understands little, truly, of what the man says. Childlike, a bird picking at tiny seeds on a long span of dusty road. But where the mind fails there is always instinct, that dark, icy clutch of phantom fingers as the other’s voice thunders in his ears. A warning. No matter how backwards he became…you can always count on the unkindness of strangers. Mort stops in his tracks, hurt obviously, by the tempestuous look on his face. As if his eyes were the sun, blocked by heavy grey clouds. Why wasn’t this other lion as excited as he was? Why didn’t he want to be friends? All manner of creatures had friends. The soft, brown mice that scurried across the floor of his den at night. The crocodiles and the alligators. Even the birds, the noisiest, most annoying creatures, had a pal or two. Was he truly lesser than a squawking, feathery lump? He gave out a questioning chuff and stood there, vulnerable, the mud sliding down his legs. @Drakon 'Cause lately I've been craving more

Drakon,

Lion of Prideless

Played by Azzy

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Drakon Tollaire

The boy stopped and that was something he found himself smirking about. A small twitch on the corner of his mouth as amber jewels watched the mud soaked male before him stop and look hurt. Granted, Drakon could care less about the feelings over others - unless they were Hecuba - and showed no remorse for his warning. Drakon didn't move closer nor did he move away from the boy either, who seemed to not know a lick of english and that in itself caused some sort of irritation in the dragon's mind. All he got was a questioning chuff and Drakon's ears twitched. "Do you not know words?" Though his words were small clips of irritation he did try to keep it calm and collect it.
@Mort

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