AW Breath of fresh air

Svarog,

Lion of Prideless

Played by Winter

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It was that time when day was slowly turning to night. The sun was beginning to set over the horizon, causing the hot temperatures of the day time to the cooler temperatures that ruled the night. For Svarog, the cooler air felt nice, but had gotten lost, and was not so keen on staying overnight in the sandy ocean. He squinted his purple eyes, looking for any other biome. It seemed he wasnt so lucky. With a small sigh, he shook his mane of some sand that gotten blown into it.

With his mane cleaned (mostly) of the sand, he decided to take a turn elsewhere. His mind wandered, trying to keep himself distracted. Thoughts of a nicy, cozy den in a place that wasnt a death trap. It kept him going, and so he would continue in a new direction, hoping to find something soon.

Erenvel,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Naboo

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There's hardly anything here in this new land; endless dunes of sand which changed shape and location depending on the wind's breath. She was wandering here as though to find a lifeline, to find a purpose, the battle she'd just left had done little for her and still she felt the aggravation and rage bubble beneath the surface. She was so uncontrolled in a manner which she'd never seen of her father, and that drove her into a further state of rage. How did he control the brooding and screaming inside for bloodshed and domination? Dried blood soaked into her deep red pelt and some scabs had formed over her shoulders and neck where Volcan's claws had lashed, they would not last long but for now they were still fresh. Darkened lips were raked over by her reptilian tongue, nostrils flaring lightly as her ears shifted forward to listen to the stranger walking nearby, saffron eyes focused upon his form. "You lost?" The words were simple and yet there would be little comfort or nurturing in anything she spoke; she paused simply to watch him wander around the desert, wondering why she was even here in the first place.



@Svarog

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Svarog,

Lion of Prideless

Played by Winter

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Having been so focused on his own thoughts, tryijg to keep himself sane, he nearly missed the fact that he was no longer alone in this wasteland. Eyes blinked a moment, regaining his focus, as he turned his attention towards her. Her tone hadnt been very welcoming, or much of anything, but he would take whatever he could get. Svarog couldnt remember the last time he had been in company of those of the same species as he.

"I think I might be." He gave a sheepish grin. His voice crqcked as he spoke, and he only now realized how dry his throat was. Even though the heat was being suppressed by night in the desert, it had been a while since he had found some water. "Sorry to bother, but do you happen to know the way out of here?" it would be his luck to get lost. All he could do now was look to the female, patiently, to see if she could help.

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Erenvel,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Naboo

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Foolhardy was not an admirable trait in her eyes. Unluckily for him though her mood had long been befouled and she felt in a particularly wicked mood, as the words left his mouth her own twisted into a dark and almost eerie grin. Her voice was just as unwelcoming as before, though not out of malice but rather the simple fact that it was her usual tone. Saffron eyes roving over his form and her wounds ached in the sun which began to bake them; searing the opened flesh. "That depends if you want to leave here alive or dead." And once more she would leave him with that, something brief. Even in the darkness of her tone it was almost playful, as if she wanted to see what sort of response she could elicit from him, though her own games would make her grow weary with fatigue, for still she felt confused and lost. "Though the path is one and the same." If he could make it, if he could drag himself through the scorching sands and blinding lights to end up on the other side.




@Svarog

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Svarog,

Lion of Prideless

Played by Winter

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Perhaps there was something in her grin that should have sent a warning signal that perhaps she was not the safest to ask to directions from. Still, he would not run like a scared kitten. Svarog preferred to give the benefit of the doubt. Whether or not this would screw him over, well, only time will tell. His lips turned into a bit of a smirk, hoping that she wouldn't bite his head off. "Preferably alive, but I'm willing to take a risk. What's life without a little danger?" he half-joked. Shaking things up could be entertaining, but he was playing Russian roulette with his life. Would the odds be in his favor? They would soon see. Alright strange lady, Svarog is putting his life in your paws.

@Erenvel

Erenvel,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Naboo

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He may yet turn out to be interesting. The response to her sharp and harrowing threat was enough for the ridges of her brows to rise and the threads of her mane to scatter back towards her right cheek; russet tinges to the ends almost rattling as they interlaced with the deep crimson. "Before we indulge in a perilous game, why don't you tell me more about yourself? How did you end up here anyways?" It was not common for newcomers to come this way into the lands, but perhaps she was misjudging and he wasn't new at all."I am Erenvel Tollaire." Though her tenure here was not much longer than his, perhaps that was information she would not divulge. Slowly she could remember her first steps into the land, trailing down the mountain and finding Vermillion along the way. There would be nothing that could ever make her part from that memory. Her eyes rested tentatively on him, wondering how far the game would go and just what she would plan for their return journey, the aching on her shoulders had not yet relinquished her body, and instead she shifted as the blood began to crust in the open wounds.



@Svarog

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