AW Waves

Tyveil,

Cub of Prideless

Played by Fess

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There was a distinct chill to the pre dawn gloom which clung to the word, tinting everything a somber shade of blue grey. The moon had set and all but one or two stars winked away in anticipation of sunlight which would eventually offer scant warmth to that which it touched. A long length of beach stood isolated and chill beneath the ocean wind, the melody of endless crashing waves and an occasional group of seabirds serving a haunting and secluded harmony.

Violet blue and purple eyes glanced out over the endless march of dark crashing waves, fringed by thick black lashes which collected fine sea-mist like tiny droplets of crystal. The owner of this gaze shivered slightly as a particularly biting wind buffeted twilight shaded fur, cutting through the plush expanse to nip at soft skin. It had been a long, cold night curled up in a small hastily dug den amidst the course and biting grass of the dunes. Grains of honeyed sand still clung to slightly dampened ruffled and fluffed out fur. Sunrise could not come soon enough. Although it was cold there was a certain serenity to watching the waves.

Anticipating the coloring of the sky and eventual warmth the cub remained rooted to the spot. What would the water look like once sunrise struck it? Tyveil had never seen the ocean before last evening, and this would be the first time young gaze would observe the spender of sunrise over the ocean. Trying to control and suppress the shivers this lone child draws limbs in tight against a youthful frame and continues to sit, rock still, ignoring the equally biting rumble of hunger...determined to watch the ocean a little while longer.

Pan,

Lion of Junior Member

Played by Aistiva

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He had no destination, no purpose, not even any kind of real drive. No reason for being on this plane, maybe it was why he had to flee home, despite his mothers constant reassuring voice, that he'd find his purpose...one day. But if he were being honest, he was content with moving along the ebb and flow of life, drifting whichever direction the winds sought to cast him - for now at least. He was a creature of impulse, a reckless and impossible soul that constantly flip flopped his direction in a moments notice. He'd gone from sprawling out on the open plains of the steppes to venturing down the shoreline, crossing where the water was shallow and following the edge of the treeline until he came upon the opening where the ocean met the sands, he wasn't sure how long he'd been walking. His paws ached in defiance to his travels, burning even. He was quite certain they might very well be raw, but he avoided looking.

Those bright hues of blue danced upward, catching the silhouette of the den in the distance, and with a spring of energy Pan nearly leapt forward. His entire body lurching in his surge as the grin lit up his face. He padded over without hesitation, sticking his head in the den, his half wit of a tail swaying with the motion of his hips as he quickly closed the gap between himself and the stranger. Even against the dark backdrop as he drew closer he could make out the strangers details , a combination of lavenders and black, spotted almost like the night sky. Pan approached - inconsiderably so barking a quick. "Hey there!" as he made his way to draw closer so they might be able to see his face. Personal space - out of the question as Pan was already seating himself close beside them, threatening to brush against them if they hadn't already fled his advances.

"Pretty cool view you got here" he commented, eyes following up to the rising sun against the horizon.


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Helayne,

Lioness of Prideless

Played by violetta

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Dawn was nearing, the wildlife woke early, and so did she. Helayne's night in Sidonius was uneventful, she wouldn't dare say 'comfortable', but uneventful was more than welcome after months across worlds. Her curious spirit sent her trundling from the woodlands in search of something more. The foggy forest provided sanctuary during the night, however, she was determined to see what she could of this land, before continuing on into an uncertain future. She was a nomad, through and through. It wouldn't do well to get stuck. Her countless steps sent the petite woman across the water of an unnameable river onto biting sands. The lioness's weighed down coat sent shivers down her spine, and reminded her that winter was coming. what would she do then? she had been travelling since spring. freedom called, and she came. but in her haste for liberty, she neglected thought for the harsher months. summer was kind, winter never was. She arrives at the dunes, just as the sun begins to break across the horizon. It gives soft lighting to scenery and steadily splashing waves. Even with her worried mind, nothing could disguise the bounding leaps of another lion, sprinting across the sand at something- someone? It gives her pause. The figure is visibly small, even partially concealed by a makeshift. To her eyes, the cub was tiny and masculine, shivering from an issue she couldn't make out. Against her better judgment, she approached, maternal upset fretting her brow. are you two alright? .

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Tyveil,

Cub of Prideless

Played by Fess

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OOC: Apologies for the wait, work ate me this week. IC: The sound of vigorously approaching steps caused ears to first prick and then fall backwards slightly in moderate unease. Being unable to see what was on the approach caused multiple possibilities to flicker through the child's thoughts, most of them being predators. But when the figure's head appeared causing the fluff to scoot back just a little unease was short lived as recognition flickered in mystic hued eyes. This was...another young lion. Probably not a threat. Ears would lift back upwards, like sunflowers leaning towards the light. "Hello.." the other was so...energetic! He must have had a more restful night than the sea-sprey dampened cub that looked upon him with bemusement. Did he have a cool view? Gaze flicked to the waves as a smile started to creep across dark lips in tandem with shoulders relaxing "Yes, I guess so! But...its a bit ..cold.." came the admittance as instinctively Ty leaned twoards the other as if drawn to any radiated body heat. Another voice rings out causing the dusk colored frame to jerk back, almost guiltily and shrink in on itself slightly as the youth's head twitched sharply in the direction of the new voice. Her figure could be seen from around the edge of the shelter, now this...an adult...could be a problem if a meal was on the mind. And it would be hard to dart around the first to escape with enough speed should the need arise. The adult did not sound aggressive, and stalking is usually silent...however this was no grantee of safety. Standing now, with frame lowered slightly and ears slicked options are weighed....take a risk staying put, or risk running...

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