Arsynia,
Lioness of Prideless
Played by dusk

Arsynia's authority remained certain, but she could hardly blame her half-brother. The vacuum left by Smaug's absence could have just as easily spiraled the Tollaire into chaos, an uncontrolled burn ruining everything in touched. Even she trembled at such a responsibility, but knew now more than ever they needed order and control, and there'd never been anything that Arsynia Tollaire had craved more. She was unflinching at his snarl, her expression remaining icy and neutral, until eventually his retaliation faded away. Until then, I will be at the shoreline with Hecuba as she grieves for the lost of our children, he retorted, and Arsynia nodded her head; unlike Erenvel, Drakon had a family to look after, and something such as that would need to be heavily considered in her next moves. She wondered briefly, too, if Vermillion had brought his family with him as well.

Who are these Kings? he asked, and Arsynia swiftly responded: “A man named Barnabas has claimed part of the Jungle, and Kaden a portion of Lake. A third pride called in the Woods, but I know not their leader.” The only ally that Arsynia had potentially secured had been Kaden thus far, but Barnabas was just as promising, and both men equally starved for power and control just as she. But unlike these Kings, Arsynia would try to be more cunning and calculating, content to watch from the shadows until it was her time to burn blisteringly bright.


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