Kalmar steps into the clearing where Prides come together to mingle and spread news. He sweeps his hellish gaze around bouncing from lion to lion as his ears twitch to keep up with a chatter surrounding him. He scowls and sighs, turning to look at his mate. "Why must we be here, my Queen? It is hardly as if the Pride struggles without such interaction."

ClearSight chuffs in amusement. "It is good for us to mingle, Kaelmar. Better to make friends, no?"

A glacial lioness on Kaelmar's other side snorts, glaring at the surrounding area with blatant distaste. "If you had sought to make friends than you should not have brought me."

ClearSight rolls her eyes and begins to move forward, gesturing for her pridemates to follow. "Hush now, Breakdown. Apollyon himself must whisper in your ear for what a pitiful attitude you have. You are one of the strongest members of the pride, of course we brought you. Now both of you- hush." She silences them with a flick of her tail and turns to greet another lion.

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A large, powerful lion soon appeared, attracted by the sudden noise of chatting lionesses. A mutation covered the majority of his body, shielding his beautiful rosette markings from view. Sharp, broken bones protruded from his flesh, though they seemed to cause him no trouble, as if they were as light as a feather. The lion was covered in a red warpaint, and decorated in the remains his kills. Shadows of the deceased followed him, shrouding the male in faint whispers and troubled wails.

Veldheer skulks to the large wateringhole - it was known to be where prides came to interact, though for Veldheer, this was not the case. His piercing amethyst eyes sought out the weak, marking them down in his mind. He came to rest at the large, crystalline pool of water, showing off his long, pearl white teeth in a display of dominance over the area. No one challenged him, proving his title.

He lived up to his name, Veldheer - Warlord.

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The sun beat hard against Blitzkrieg's light pelt, the irregular streaks of cream across his form seeming to come alive with every step he took. His even, quick gait lacked its usual brutish nature, instead replaced by a neutral cadence. Blood red and charcoal black paint streaked across his intimidating frame and a skull-like pattern covered his face. The feathers cresting his bright, tropical headdress bounced as he walked, mimicking the rhythm in his stride. For the area around the gleaming oasis had been deemed neutral territory and had remained as such since long before any cat alive now had roamed. Thus, the typically not-so-kind king was resigned to simple silence under the truce. The lioness beside him, however, did not share Blitzkrieg's resigned attitude. Zambia's frame, lithe and graceful, kept pace beside her king at a joyous trot, her cream-hued tail waving happily behind her.

As the pair approached the waterhole, the scents of foreign lions and lionesses flooded their noses, sending a wave of happiness through Zambia and simple indifference through Blitzkrieg. The smaller, puma-marked lioness split off almost immediately, carrying herself with an inviting stance, towards a group of gossiping females. Blitzkrieg moved towards the wateringhole's shore, scrutinizing the water for any signs of danger, and finally crouched beside a piebald, ebony-furred male to sip from the pool. He noted his neighbor's dominant stance though felt little intimidation, for he doubted that many gods-respecting males would dare incite violence within the neutral lands. Still, as a precaution, the feather-clad king kept one gray ear towards him.

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Veldheer turned his head to get a better look of the newcomer, assessing the male on the way he carried himself. He was no weakling, that was for certain, so Veldheer deemed it in his best interest to find out a little more about him. "What brings you to the neutral territory, brother?" Veldheer's deep voice rumbled in his throat, though slightly raspy, as if it hadn't been used in a very long time. The mottled male held the belief that anyone of noble blood was related to himself, to be deemed 'brother' meant that you had made a lasting impression. His dominant posture had become more relaxed, though the King was still intently fixed on watching everyone come and go. Veldheer dipped a paw into the water, causing a stir among many iridescent fish that were swimming in the shimmering lake.

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Kaelmar selected a shady spot near the north wall for his small group to sit and scanned the area, sitting between him and Clearsight was a horned she-wolf, ears twitching and gaze darting around as she seemed to shrink further in between the two Lions.

"Again I ask, why did you bring me?" She asked as her Princesses, Pixi and Juno stepped to lay down in front of the she-wolf.

Kaelmar's chuffs lightly with amusement, sending her a toothy grin. "I was interested on how much I could sell you to other prides for as a live kill." he responded bluntly.

Clearsight cuffed his ear and hissed at him. "No darling, we brought her here so she might experience more about lion conduct, she can only learn so much from her own Pride."

Kaelmar mumbled a begrudging agreement, before turning his wary gaze over to the two males at the watering hole. "I believe I am thirsty, Breakdown, take my spot."

The lioness did so and Kaelmar made his way over to the watering hole, careful to remain at the opposite end and keeping his ears pricked towards the two Kings. "Good evening, gentlemen."

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"Is the evening so?" Veldheer questioned, gleaming eyes turned towards Kaelmar, "Tis' the forthcoming of the night that is well and truly good, is it not?" His smooth voice enquired. Veldheer could smell that the male was not alone; he had lionesses with him, or had recently separated from them. "Unless, you prefer the cover of day." Veldheer added with a slight huff. Night was truly the most wondrous time to be out: the moon cast a dazzling glow on the tranquil lake, the cool breeze infinitely refreshing, and the soft sound of chirping crickets - it was truly something to marvel at. Furthermore, it was also the perfect time for an ambush.

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"In this heat?" Kaelmar huffs, swiping his tongue across his lips after his finished his drink. "Indeed, the night is better than the day. My Cubs have become nocturnal permanently it seems." He grouses

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The male's dark voice reached Blitzkrieg's ears, its tone raspy. "One of my wives, Pakistan, saw fit that I should make friends," he replied, flicking his tongue over his painted jowls and allowing himself a small chuckle. "She had me bring her daughter as well," he nodded towards Zambia, who had settled beside a few lionesses and was now laughing along with them, "Thought that her beauty might attract a few wandering eyes and invite conversation." It was then that a faint smell reached his nose, that of another lion. The ear that wasn't occupied with the king beside him trained on the footsteps of the approaching male and further onto his voice. I am obligated to say the same, he hummed, raking his tongue methodically over a white paw. He glanced to the newcomer and studied him. His pelt was not too impressive, but not bad.

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Kaelmar chuffs in amusement and jerks his head back towards his own mate. "It appears we have come for the same reasons then, though her daughter stayed at the camp, she has Cubs to fuss over."

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Veldheer listens to the two exchange words. "Hm, I guess you both think quite predictably, if you came for the same cause." The lion sighed, finally succumbing to the heat of the sun, lowering himself to sit comfortably instead of the intimidating pose he was in previously. "I am not much attached to any of my wives, as many have not bore any children worthy of my time." Veldheer mused coldly, "Though I also did not come to make friends - I guess fate has other plans for me, it seems."

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"Then for what other reason did you come, good sir," Blitzkrieg chuckled, settling comfortably beside the wateringhole, "If not to make friends? I'm sure you possess water in your own territory. Otherwise you did not choose good land. Perhaps you settled yourself beside the water simply to brood? And, if I may add, perhaps your trouble with good-looking cubs is not your wives' problem, hmm?"

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"Of course I have water in my own territory. I came to barter for things." Veldheer commented, admiring his reflection in the pool before him. He quickly looked to the male besides him, shooting them an angry glare. "Hmph, with a pelt like mine, I find it astounding that you can even think it is my problem." Veldheer snaps, ear flicking with clear annoyance. It was clear that Veldheer had a large ego, and did not like it when someone insulted his good looks.

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Kaelmar sniffs, curling a lip in irritation. "Then you lack the ability to pass such genetics along." He does not appreciate egotistical jug heads.

His ears twitch to focus behind him and whips his head around to find Juno, an onyx zebra lioness with an icy gaze and a flower crown, leading a horned she-wolf over. He quickly turns around, gaze flicking back from the pair to the Kings and back again. "Juno, Velora, what are you doing here? You should be with Clearsight and the other lionesses."

Juno nods. "Velora wanted to meet some of the other kings."

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Veldheer snarls, "I don't care about what you think, your pelt reminds me of the dirt we are sat on." He huffs, turning up his nose. He watches as two others approach: a horned wolf, and a lioness with a cold stare. "Well, you came to the right place." Veldheer said, motioning his head to the entirety of the neutral territory, where Kings of all shapes and sizes lounged about in idle chit chat.

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Kaelmar chuffs and gives a single shouldered shrug. "At least I don't have problems giving my wives lovely cubs." Before returning his attention to the wolf. "Velora, meet... Actually I did not catch your names. Would you mind introducing yourselves?"

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