Separation

[Paxx]

The feline nodded, looking at the big cat. The feline looked at the lion with good intention, and seemed to be in an approval state of mind. The tension between the two seemed to melt like butter. The oracle's body language began to relax, and she straightened her posture as she looked at the lion. Her ear began to twitch as she listened to him. She seemed pleased, and make a stride towards the other cat.
"You are wise. Perhaps wiser than your strength. If you prove yourself to me, then I shall take you. I greatly appreciate your cooperation. Now, Taran..." She smirked, his face was smothered with a confused look. He had not stated or noted what his name was, but this oracle was not fooled by lack of words. Her spirits could tell her anything. She knew how to bend the winds to figure out what she needed to. The one who walks with spirits was wise. "I suggest you find your oracle something to eat, She is not pleased or kind when she is hungry...She might find another meal to do..." She looked at the male with dark blue eyes, staring at him with sheer power. She stomped her paw to the ground, nothing seemed to happen around them, but the male lion would feel a quake of large proportions, a hallucination or sorts.
The feline looked to the tree she nearly destroyed, and walked towards it, there remained one log that was in good shape after the crash, and she made it her seat. The cat dug her claws into the log and began to sharpen her claws along the log, ears twitching and tail swaying back and forth, back and forth.

[bliss]

((OOC: Thanks.....this is gonna be two charies in one....one is gonna be bliss while the other a npc who I agreed that Taran would kill ))

The Lioness had rarely ventured in this part of the territory. Being as it was a dead zone she didn't think she would find much here. But she was wrong in so many ways that day. Paws padding through the land softly. Almost like she expected danger to befall her. Her brown orbs scanning the distance as she continued to pad through. A flickering movement caught her attention. Curious she crouched down to slowly creep towards the thing that moved. Creeping ever closer she popped her head over another log. Her brown orbs narrowed as she watched the two.


Why was the oracle out here alone with a lion who looked strong enough to harm? Shaking her head she padded out from behind the log. Padding over to the two she sat in the middle of them but faced the other female."Paxx Why are you out here with noone to protect you? With a strong lion like him"At that she turned swiftly,her hackles raised as her eyes narrowed."If you mean any harm just know you will have me to deal with"Her tone sharp as she stayed between the two. Sure the other female could take care of herself but Bliss didn't want anything to harm her friend.

Out in the distance the ground trembled as a horse galloped through the dead lands. It had strayed away from it's lands hours ago. It was running,running for it's life. She had betrayed the other horses by helping a young wolf cub across their borders. The young one was hurt badly but her father had not cared he wanted to kill the cub. But she didn't want to so after sending the cub to its camp she ran. She knew she could never go back to her kind. A sudden wind brushed her mane into her eyes making her trip with a big thud. Which made her cry out in pain.

Moving her head to and fro she sighed when her mane moved from her face. Trying to get up she stumbled,lifting one hoof off the ground. She must have sprained it if it hurt that badly. She knew she had to get out of this territory or risk being killed. But how could she move fast when her one foot was hurt?

((OOC: Hope its good enough for you))

[Paxx]

The blue eyes that kept their place in the oracle were fixed upon the horizon, she could see anything that came her way, except from behind. The oracle lowered her head against the tree branch, and dangled her front paw off it, moving it back and forth, watching the horizon, with the occasional glance at the lion. She knew she was safe with this lion, his devotion to her master proved to be enough to make this male behave. She knew she could handle at least one lion. Paxx knew better than to count her chickens before they hatched, and with failing to do so; she did not except the visit of another.
A lioness. Why was she surprised to see another lion? did lion prides roam these dead lands? If they did, how did she not know of this? She pondered, and looked at the lioness who came before her and the male, Taran. Paxx's ears began twitching, watching this lioness; examining her inside and out. The dark blue eyes began to shimmer with thick purple, as the lioness attempted to make a barrier between her and the lion. This lioness must not have been aware of the deal that was struck up. Perhaps this lioness was a part of this males pride; she would not be surprised, lions were pack animals anyway; much like canines.
A whistle of 'shh' came from the snow leopard. Her mouth parted to create a whistle to quiet the two lions before anything sparked the two to fight.
"Be gentle, kitten. This lion means no harm. In fact, we have struck a deal. He wishes to see my master, Loki, and I wish to be served a meal. Even the one who walks with spirits needs to eat...
She bared her teeth at the lioness, showing her dominate power over the cat. Paxx's ear twitched. She was becoming more and more uncomfortable as more and more felines began to show. On rare occasions had she talked to one or more felines, and this was out in the open; where anything could happen.
Paxx assured herself she would be fine. Her spirits would watch over her, if need be, assist her. She moved her tail from side to side, and one paw continued to scratch at the bark of the tree. The tree was thin and dying; how the cats weight --even though it wasn't much-- did not send the branch to the ground; was magic. It was as if she was suspended in mid air.
"What are you doing here. Lioness, unless you are apart of this males pride, shouldn't you be with the rest of the lioness's in their morning hunt? The kits in the warrior class were going on their first hunt; i suggest not breaking the rules and wondering off...Bliss.
" Paxx had never met this cat before in her life; but another had; who whispered the lioness's name into her ear, as it twitched. The spirits knew all.
The oracle would have liked to go on about the lioness, and even the male for other reasons, but her attention was turned to a horse. A weak horse that in all its glory and stupidity made its way through her land. She watched it with thick blue eyes; with a smirk along her muzzle. She looked at Taran as the horse lay on the ground; it was almost as if it was asking for it.
"Kill it."

[nanook]

UNDERWAY- no skipping please

[taran]

[bg=black][atrb=width,100,true] Taran The words and feeling instilled in him by the Oracle were vivid, and he remained wordless, shocked by all that had happened. He had been about to find his words when movement caught his eye. Massive skull tuned to see a marvelous sight. Stalking toward them rather quickly was a lioness. At another time he might have stopped to admire her, but he wasn't fond of the way she was making her approach. His attention went from Paxx to the tawny figure that was now close enough to do harm if it wanted, and Taran bristled in warning. Otherwise the male kept his composure, for the time being. He was tense though, ready to spring on this smaller feline if she were to move to quickly or pose a sudden threat."Paxx Why are you out here with noone to protect you? With a strong lion like him" She seamed to scold Paxx like the snow leopard was a child, a tone Taran didn't much care for. The two, however, were good with one another, so as much as he would have liked to say something he held his tongue, until she turned on him that is."If you mean any harm just know you will have me to deal with" fury sparked in him fueled by plain hurt. How could one assume he would lay tooth or claw on the Oracle simply because he was a male lion? Fangs glistened in a dazzling display as a snarling roar ripped all other sounds to pieces. Claws dug into the earth to hold him steady, and golden yellow eyes narrowed. "It is you who should be warned lioness." Paxx was doing him a service by taking him to Loki and putting in a good word for him, and he would forever be indebted to her. Any harm that wished to befall her had first to make it past him- and he was not an easy opponent. Over all the noise and confusion a sound found its way to him. It's soothing tone hushed him immediately, and though most of his fur now lay sleek, is claws remained unsheathed. He wasn't sure if it was Paxx's voice or the spirits, but Taran no longer felt the animosity he had momentarily succumbed to."Be gentle, kitten. This lion means no harm. In fact, we have struck a deal. He wishes to see my master, Loki, and I wish to be served a meal. Even the one who walks with spirits needs to eat... A glance to the snow leopard showed his apology for his actions, and he stood in silence as she addressed the feline. The lioness was certainly not of his pride, not that he had one, but if she proved to be loyal to Paxx than Taran might just seak her out later as company. Now that he had a chance to look at her he could see she was a fine lioness- a little smaller and compact than most, but her elegant power was there none the less, and he was drawn. He wasn't sure if it was because he hadn't been with a lioness in so long, or because he was naturally drawn to his own kind, but Taran felt tempted.His attentions were drawn elsewhere, however, when Paxx suddenly turned her gaze elsewhere, and her voice faded. Following her gaze he was surprised to see a horse stumbling out in the open. It was hurt and would be an easy target."Kill it." He reacted instantly, head falling low as golden eyes locked on to his target. He spared the lioness one last glance as he passed, a promise that if he had to give up this kill to defend Paxx from her there would be no mercy. Massive paws hit the ground in near silence as the golden male jogged toward the fallen equine in a hunters stalk. Normally a male like him, who did not posses great amounts of speed, had to ambush prey by sneaking up on it, but there was no need to hide and sneak now. The horse wasn't going to get up and run away any time soon, so Taran made a beeline for it right out in the open. Pushing himself to a surprisingly swift run, in 8 massive strides he was on it, powerful back legs propelling him in a jump at it's throat. Razor like claws sought out the flesh of the horses shoulder to hold him steady, and bone crushing jaws sunk teeth into flesh. With his weight atop her she would not be getting or staying on her feet for long, and with a violent shake of his head he looked to snap her neck. The taste of equine blood was not just delicious, but a satisfaction hat went deeper than killing anything else would have.

[Paxx]

The sound of a hunter in action thrilled the oracle. She enjoyed being able to be on the entertained side of the action. Paxx was not a fighter, a hexer and a spell caster; yes. But not a fighter. This snow leopard did not posses the power to take down an equine herself; so a lion to do her bidding was just what the witch doctor ordered.
The cat had a very little soft side for the other species. Canines, she could understand, they were strong, animistic but structured; and hunters. However, the equines were different; they were prey animals.
Equines were prey to canines and felines, and often did not know how to fight back. This cat felt little remorse for any kind of equine, with the exception of its leader. The leader of the equine land, Saosin, was a strong horse, and did his job well; she felt. Any horse that could attempt to lead a doomed society had to be given at least a little form of respect.
Paxx watched the lion, keeping an eye on his bobbing head and mane. The oracle kept her calm, and watched the lion with respect. The male Lion had speed, which she gave him respect for. The ears of the oracle twitched; she apologized to the spirits of the equines for the soon to be kill. any kill needed to be noticed, and respect. the spirits seemed to forgive the feline, and with that, her tail moved from side to side with ease. Anticipation of a meal was great inside this feline; for she had not eaten in days. The cat watched, and then looked down to the lioness.
She was surprised this cat had not joined in on the hunt. This feline was not apart of the males pride; not yet, she thought to herself.
"What are you doing here, Lioness?"She asked again. The cat looked down from her position in the sky. She felt power being so high up, away from any immediate danger.
This breed of big cat, lion was....strange.