AW monolithic aspirations

Erenvel,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Naboo

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Such a direction had their conversation taken that she was almost shocked as he said he would follow her, at least pledge an allegiance to her in a manner which both flattered and empowered her. The coiling of her tail rolled against her hip and finally down towards her hock as her ears rolled forward and a low, pleasant sort of growl rumbled within her breast. Still the rain fell upon her and coated her, the distant cracks of thunder and lightning seeming as though they were beginning to fade from their initial intensification. "Your homeland sounds like a most interesting place, so why is it that they would exile the likes of you?" The tone of her voice though was held in a different regard, as if that would not impact the nature of their developing relationship; whatever was budding between them, be it an alliance, or some sort of mutually benefiting coexistence, she cared little for what lay in someone's past.

Forward she moved closer to him, her small body unrolling so naturally within her own weight and so comfortable within the bounds of her flesh as her saffron colored eyes peered relentlessly at him. A crooked and wicked grin perched upon her lips as her breath paused, water seeping against her coat and pulling the fibers of her hair together closely. "What is the extent of your ambition? And what is it that you would call the male equivalent? What would they call you, as you call me Kvinne?" There was much left to be learned between them, and she approached with no hesitation as she finally stopped when the distance between them was enough that their difference left her standing lower, her jaws closing once more as she awaited his response.


@Muninn

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Muninn,

Lion of Prideless

Played by Tyrannidae

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The dark-pelted male knew that, sooner rather than later, she would ask of his exile. He had brought it up just to get this out of the way. This was always the way it went with anyone he met. Why not face the questions sooner then, eh? She questioned the reasoning of his people for sending him to his fate, whatever that might be, away from his homeland. He scoffed at the way she honeyed her words with the silver tongue fit for a woman such as herself. Proud, fierce and intelligent.

"I cannot know what they reasoned in their own minds when they made their decision to send me to my fate. What I do know is that it matters not. I am not my past, and I am not one of them any longer. That much you can be certain, and that is all you need to know."

His answer was stern, confident and coated in a darkness that may lead anyone to believe that he was not naturally as harmless and peaceful as he had been making himself out to be since he had arrived. He was quite full of surprises, and now, filled with a new burning ambition. Thankfully, if her honeyed tone could be believed, his answer did not matter much to her anyway.

Now the blood-hued female lowered her guard. Her ears perked to him as she moved closer and closer still. So close, in fact, that she was no longer at a safe distance away... yet her steely gaze never released him from their fixed, animalistic watch. Muninn found it rather pleasing that it took such a short time for her to trust him enough to get so close. He still had a way with others, this much was certain... and this gave him newfound hope in himself. He had not fallen far. His own gaze met hers, matching the intensity carefully.

"Konungar."

He deliberately refused to answer her first question. He would not tolerate her questioning him and his ambition. Let her believe that he was inspired to do her bidding, as he had offered earlier. He instead offered the title he wished to be called. Unbeknownst to her, since she did not speak the language of his people, the name he gave to himself would put him in higher standing than the name he had given her.

She held with high resolve the mere name of 'woman' due to the meaning he had assigned to it. Munnin, however, would not be truthful in simply giving her the male equivalent 'mannen'.
No.

He would be a fool to do anything short of take this opportunity to title himself as the 'King'.

Of Mind and Memory

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@Erenvel

Erenvel,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by Naboo

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Excitement warmed her veins as she began to experience something she hadn't in a very long time. Her eyes visibly mulled over his response which was dry and short, her question had been left unanswered. It was like being teased to the point where she could no longer take it and then pulling away to leave her unsatisfied. Her body nearly trembled, chills running along her neck and her shoulders as her hair fluttered across the left side of her face. The twist of her lips pulled into a more serious and yet cunning smile. Someday soon he would tell her, though she was must surprised that she found herself wanting to know. "I did not expect you to be such a tease," Shockingly the words rolled from her lips with a salacious purr that eventually turned into a low and rolling growl; she did not find herself to be a sensual person but he was awakening something within her that she hadn't felt in a long time.

The thought of Xerxes had not crossed her mind in some time, not seriously anyway. Still his language felt foreign and unnatural on her tongue, the little uruloki did not enjoy the rough and crude sounds. Though Konungar had something that Kvinne hadn't, whether imagined or real, Konungar held power. She would not care for the difference, she only cared for the fact that she was still intrigued by him, which was more than many could say by this many words in.

"Whether you've moved beyond your past will remain to be seen, Konungar, Muninn." Purposely she played with both his chosen word and his name. Her distance did not grow nor shorten as she took her time and let her eyes roam his face. "I think you're not telling me everything, whether by lying or omission the difference doesn't matter. You cannot live with that fire of ambition burning within you, that vengeance, and yet want to live in solitude and exile." Thoughtfully she paused, but only for a moment. "I would much rather witness your devastation and raw power than your domestication."

@Muninn

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Muninn,

Lion of Prideless

Played by Tyrannidae

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The female before him seemed roused as she accused him of being a tease... but by what he wasn’t sure. Never had he had good intuition when it came to women and their more sensual sides. He preferred to keep things simple, and the art of romance was a game too complex for his liking. She did have an attractiveness about her, and yet, his lust was monopolized by the promise of status and power!

He simply narrowed his eyes in thought and confusion at her accusations, but as she began again his expression turned to one of interest and agreement.

“As would I ‘kvinne’ Erenvel. Everything I have to tell will come in time. Bask in the bliss of ignorance for now. The secrets I harbour... well, you simply may not want to know.”

He knew she didn’t want to know them. In fact... she should mind what she wished for. To see his raw power, his confidence, his freedom from himself! Helvete, he wouldn’t have to tell his secrets at all. She would live them first hand.

“Our first step will be to secure a territory for ourselves, then, we shall begin our growth. Where is it you might find best suited? I take it you are more familiar with this place then I.”

Munnin suggested, his tone slightly lighter, more civil than it has been since they had met. Dare we say, it was more “friendly” in tone. He awaited her response with keen interest.

@Erenvel (I’m sorry this too me so long!!!! One, I’ve been swamped up to my eyeballs in work and family stuff”