Blue,
Lioness of Prideless
Played by Plymouth

Blue

The woman tried to walk away, her paws falling lightly on the sand but she should have known that her luck wouldn't have held. She didn't even hear the pawsteps of the other lioness, it wasn't until the voice addressed her in that strange accent did she stop and look back over her shoulder. Her expression, normally one of neutrality, did flicker briefly to one of confusion before her mask was back. Who the hell talked like that? What was this?

Her tufted tail flicked once as she resigned herself to having to talk to this other lioness... but again, there was that fervent longing deep within her breast at the interaction. Always at odds with the woman she would prefer to be and the one that her nature would dictate. "The fuck is a 'natter'?" The words were out before she could even filter them. It didn't matter if she was social or not, her words were tempered for no one.

Her impassive gaze bored into the other lioness, eyes taking in her appearance and as always sizing up others in case she had to defend herself or run. Growing up where she did, she was always ready for such things. Not fearful, but prepared nonetheless. Not everyone took well to her short, clipped words, or abrasive bluntness.

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