Burning inside

Hunter,

Rex of Ignis Empire

Played by Fess

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Salmon tongue just barely darts out between black lips to moisten the front of his maw and nose as Hunter waits with deceptive patients and just slightly closed thickly lashed eyes, watching, languidly, to see if anything more entertaining would occur. A later arrival, male, interestingly pattered, does arrive and shows familiarity to the youth at Volcan's side. Presumably family, close friend, or lover. No chance for entertaining violence most likely. He blinks, once, long lashes ghosting cheeks before Hunter's piercing gaze once more settles on the trio. Curiously it seeks to hold the lavender gaze that scans the small crowd, lips twitching upwards slightly more increasing the ghostly smile as his crown shifts slightly to tilt twoards the left causing strands of dark mane to slip across his features.

And then, look! An arrival! And such a displeased looking one! His smile grows just fractionally once more as brows arch upwards at the volatile announcement and arrival. Ahhhhh, one of 'these' the whole 'prove your worth' sort. Souls who feel worthy on presiding as judge and jury over all else. They could be fun. At least as far as providing entertainment. His head turns slightly at the sound of an approach, swift glance establishing it was his Aunt on the approach. Turning his gaze back to the erupting battle with an obvious smile and amused now he hums a little questioning noise at her comment. "Oh?" awkward would suggest she had some sort of bias or vested interest in the outcome, perhaps a split desire twoards a victor. His eyes slide closed for a moment then back open as Hunter takes a quite deep breath in, scenting the air deeply as the first blows are landed, beautiful. The scent of blood and battle.

@Volcan @Sefu @Brighid

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Erenvel,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Naboo

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Volcan's words did little to impress her, insolence was not what this was. It was everything of late, the compounding events which had lead to this, all the failed leaders of the past, all the fury that had built up within her and simply needed an outlet. In Volcan, she found a challenger that wouldn't waste her time; the ferocity with which she was met put a strange and wicked smile on her lips. As her opponent reared in front of her she followed suit, rising upon her strong hind limbs which coiled and stayed bent beneath her form if only to balance her and sustain her posture, in the same instance drawing her towards Volcan and attempting once more to latch her jaws onto her, attempting to bite the meat of the left shoulder and trying to use her left claw to steady herself against the other's chest if it so happened to land there - right paw splaying out to the right to counter balance as she felt wild slash marks lacerating her sides. Moderately deep wounds which had blood bubbling to the surface in erratic patterns over both her sides towards the front of her rib cage.




Erenvel vs. Volcan
Spar for Dominance
2 of 3

HP: 86
Damage: Rolled 18

@Volcan

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Volcan,

Empress of Ignis Empire

Played by Karasu

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Volcan wasnt one to call a fool..... On most occasions. The estranged smile on the red maiden's face gave the goddess a feeling of enjoyment- this wasnt a fight. This was therapy. This bitch was crazy- and so was Volcan. The claws they dug into eachother gave her pleasure, which surely would feel like pain. But... Pain was pleasure in her mind. For a while, at the very least. Her claws managed to meet the red maidens sides, making lacerations that likely wouldn't scar. The smell of blood was distracting, her head spun a little. Her ember gaze raked over the muscular form of the fiery male. Jaws met her shoulder, in suprise the goddess snarled, and in turn would try to shake the girl, in turn the move being stupid on her behalf- but of course, she couldnt have predicted it would cause more damage. The wound was deep, sending blood down her foreleg, staining the chalky colored stone beneath them. Simply attempting to get the little blood beast detached, Volcan tried to squeeze her paw up between them I push her chest, if she was lucky, into the stone.

Erenvel vs. Volcan
Spar for Dominance
2 of 3

HP: 69
Damage: Rolled 2

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@Erenvel

Brighid,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Sheena

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It seems to go on forever, watching as Eren and Volcan fight it out. She does not take her eyes off them, worried forth both but yet she does not voice this. She knows Eren can hold her own, of that she has no doubts but that does not mean she wishes to see her friend injured. Nor does she wish to see Volcan wounded, but sadly it was something that was unavoidable when it came to fights. She bore the scars to prove that. It is only her nephews questining 'Oh?' that breaks her gaze from the fighting duo. Allowing her to finally notice that amongst those gathered was yet another friendly face, Minerva. She offers her a slight nod in greeting as well as a soft smile before turning her attention once more to her nephew at her side.

"Yea, I know the red female. She is my friend and sister-in-law. The black female I know as well, she is a friend as well." She glances then back to the fight, watching as both females rear up and Eren bite Volcan in the shoulder. A sympathetic wince was given before turning once more back to her nephew. "What of you? Do you know either of them?"


"Speech Here"

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@Hunter @Minerva

Erenvel,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Naboo

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ooc: pp permission was given by me for the prior post

Surprisingly despite the enjoyment of the battle there was the bitter disappointment that it wasn't what she'd been intending as her outlet. It wasn't giving her the finality of closure that she'd been seeking, but it would make her be no less vicious either. As the new Empress pushed her backwards she felt a bruise swell in her breast from the paw that struck her, limbs spread out as her claws flex into the earth and she sprung forward once more. This time she was simply trying to bash her skull into Volcan's chin, the low growl still resonating within her breast and the wicked smile still spread upon her face in an almost manic way.

Despite them both enjoying this, it was time for it to come to an end, for the spectacle to finish so that they could move on with her lives. It was to be decided how she would feel about Volcan, but if anything she respected that she didn't shy away from a fight.

Erenvel vs. Volcan
Spar for Dominance
3 of 3

HP: 84
Damage: Rolled 10

@Volcan

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Volcan,

Empress of Ignis Empire

Played by Karasu

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She heaved as for a moment the smaller lioness's jaws were separated from her. Since when could a goddess be seen to have fallen so far? What could possibly have smited her so? The obsidian lioness would never know that it was simply because she was mortal, and mortals fell- especially the bigger they were. And so the feeling of the red devil's skull against her jaw shot through her body, anger resulting in the empress to swipe at the beast- and trip. The rock they were on luckily was not too high, and so as she fell off the platform onto the pebbles below, the pain form her injuries set in- now accompanies by bruises. Volcan wheezed, the breath knocked from her body, and staggered up, looking at all the expectant faces with shame, nd then back to Erenvel. Well..... Well.... she gasped for more air, Well done. You have bested me. Had you come eirlier, this kingdom would be yours. she stated, head hung midway.

Erenvel vs. Volcan
Spar for Dominance
3 of 3

HP: 59
Damage: Rolled 1
Damage received: 3

_{art by Habitual Nightmare#5003, code by naboo}
@Erenvel

Erenvel,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Naboo

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It was nothing more than a hollow victory, and as she watched Volcan stumble on her own feet and injure herself she wondered if in the future she'd pick a different platform for battle. The words of the lioness did little to stoke her ego, for her this hadn't been about a pride, it hadn't been about her - neither had it been about Volcan though. She still could not come to terms with the turmoil that roiled deeply within her breast as her voice crackled harshly. "Lucky for you that I do not seek one now." The quip escaped before she could even think twice about the words, the charmingly terrible trait she'd never be able to shake. It was something her father had never had, he'd been composed and his words had all meant something, where as hers were sometimes meant to spite. She still had a long way to go to fill the gap he'd left in her life, but somehow she wondered if it wasn't her mother's quick tongue she'd inherited; just as she'd inherited the inferno colored coat.

"What is your intent here, with a pride?" For a moment she glanced towards Brighid, nodding her skull towards the friend but still indifferent to most of the other lions gathered. She eyed Minerva closely, still blaming her for Arsynia's disappearance but that would remain to be a mystery for another day. For now she wanted to know what Volcan was doing here, what this would become. Perhaps some day she'd become a part of it, perhaps not; her fickle mind was not yet sated.

End HP: 83

@Volcan

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Volcan,

Empress of Ignis Empire

Played by Karasu

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The pains in her side were nothing but irrelevant inconvienences at that moment, and while they were distracting, she had no time to pay them any attention. The goddess flicked back her curled ears in irritation at the red woman's jab, but said nothing. Something was amiss, but it wasn't any of Volcan's concern. Heavy dark paws set themselves proudly into a stance, her head held high despite her defeat. Her face was passive, but her ember gaze burned with intensity. The kingdom I shall uphold is beyond intent, blood maiden. Beneath my reign, it shall be a place ruled by fairness. All I expect of my people, she said loudly, looking amongst the crowd gathered, Is loyalty, and for one to pull their weight. Laziness and treason will not be tolerated, for there will be much one can do. she stated, looking back at her conqueror. If you are well, you can hunt. If you are sick, wounded or elderly, I expect little. If you are young, I simply ask that they respect adults, and do their best to help when they can. Volcan said firmly, And most of all, I expect everyone to treat eachother as family.

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@Erenvel

Sefu,

Prince of Ignis Empire

Played by Twesh

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It all was... uneventful. Sefu frowned at the corners of his dark lips and he sighed a bit discontent. The future seemed bright for the son of Volcan in the wake of her rise but in the here and now he felt the presence of all the strangers to be a burden. He was eager to leave- eager until a challenging voice pulsed the air and sent an excited tremor down his spine.

She was an utterly feral creature; not a delicate hair on her pelt and she seemed to be the stem of a rose and nothing more. All the thorns, none of the petals. Inwardly his mind raced, dancing with delight and the freshly kindled, warm, embers in his soul. His mother's opponent was a rare sort and something about his daydream left him eager to engage further and in the future with Erenvel. Something in Sefu's soul wanted to know what it would take to tame such a woman, domesticate her. It seemed hard and for that reason all the more appealing an endeavor to Sefu. For now however his thoughts would stay within his own working mind. The quiet lion remained just so, stalking in the background behind his mother as she responded and addressed the challenger, and by all evidence they had also the stronger woman here. To the attentive perhaps it would be noticeable that his lavender, pale purple eyes gave Erenvel far more attention than the rest...

Erenvel,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Naboo

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There has been no notice taken of anything around her, for now she felt completely unsatisfied, as if the fight had been worth nothing and still there was nothing but a meager win to show for it. The empress' response drew her narrowed saffron gaze towards her, her lips rising once more and her voice almost venomous in a low and strangely stable tone. "We will see then, if you succeed in your endeavors. It would be a first here." A part of her yearned for Ignis, and Volcan, to succeed, perhaps the instability of the land had completely derailed her, and maybe some semblance of order - of a pride much like Father's - would do them all good. "I am Erenvel Tollaire, before I take my leave, what is your name, empress?" There was a spark of danger in her voice, this would not be the last time any of them heard that name. And now, once, she let her eyes roam over the crowd. Minerva, Brighid, a few strange lions, briefly glimpsing over Sefu, but making no note of any of them beyond their faces and their presence here. She would likely see them all again. Her muscles bunched together and rolled lightly as her shoulders relaxed, the scrapes upon them still bleeding and fresh, large wounds that didn't have enough depth to be permanent, but deep enough that she felt the sting with each movement.

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