Lioness of Prideless
Played by dusk


Arsynia Tollaire had watched from afar, curious to see if any should bare their mettle against Kaden's claim; and yet, despite the gathering group of lions, none dared to step forward and challenge him. As the long-drawn moments came to pass, and Kaden's claim remained unchallenged, Arsynia realized that there would truly be no chaos at all. Interesting, she contemplated quietly. Both she and the new King had anticipated more of a fight, but it seemed that ambitions continue to lay silent among their peers. Only then did Arsynia step forward, and shouldering her way quietly through the crowd, she came to face Kaden head-on. There was little merit in her challenge—she'd no intention of ripping the crown from the new King's head—but Arsynia would not leave so quietly. She had, after all, been promised a show.

“Congratulations, King,” she crooned, a small smirk slipping onto her dark lips, “but I believe I was promised a show.” Her claws flexed along the ground, disturbing the soft earth underfoot. Her chest heaved with every anticipating breath, her eyes narrowing, and a new sort of fire blistering within her breast. In those moments that came to pass, Arsynia Tollaire wondered if Kaden would accept her challenge.

Arsynia vs Kaden
for spar
o of iii
Art by soar