Intriguing

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Shall i write a reply?

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Please? I'm not good at starting

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Post length?

Do you prefer Short, medium, or long?

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I can do five sentences or more, but do what you feel is nessicary!

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Garnet eyes peeled back painfully, the orbs shining with a dull pain from the afternoon's previous training and the large male stretched out his sturdy front ligaments after his long night of sleep. His long and sleek, lethal ebony knives jutted from his massive feathered paws and flexed stiffly as he got in a good stretch for his sore muscles. His jaws stretched in a wide yawn, his dark pink tongue rolling from his mouth and slinking across his threatening bridgework which was tainted a faint yellow from blood of previous battles. Bringing himself to his paws, the large lion's body rolled with an abundance of muscle beneath his hide, dark red orbs sliding towards the entrance of the den where he soon found himself slinking towards. He moved with the gait of a haunting predator, smacking his thick jowls. The large, ivory tusks which hung from his mouth due to the size-doubling mutation he was born with were menacing and frightening to an opponent, but to females the power which vibrated from the future King was alluring. Arsenic walked across the large landscape of savanna, soaking in the blazing sun which illuminated the various shades of red that made up his pelt and with each step, Arsenic let off a vibe of strength and authority. Reaching the Lake which marked Neutral territory between the Borealis Pride and Aurora Pride, Arsenic dipped his large head down towards the crisp water to lap up the calming liquid with his large tongue. Looking up, the imposing male scanned the area silently.

(Longer than I meant for it to be, but whatever XD)

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The the young Tigon hissed as her mother approached her, they had an argument earlier, and Azria had not forgiven her yet. A few pride lions watched curiously, but instantly looked away when she glared at them. She licked her nostrils and looked at the approaching Queen. Besides her Andy, she still dipped her head with respect, "Mother," She said flatly, "Azria," Her mother dipped her head as well. "You know the time will come soon, so you have got to start acting like a proper queen, I can't just sit on the throne forever," The queen,Casonova, was still quite young, but her mother passed up the throne while she was still young, therefore, she wants to go the same with her own daughter. Queen Casanova never liked that Azria was the result of a mistakes relationship, but she was also the best thing that came out of it. She sighed, "I'm not taking on the throne with the war that's happening, and that's that," Azria turned tail and trotted towards the lake. She eventually reached the shimmering pool, and her being part tiger, wallowed into the cool water up to the bottom of her neck. She hadn't checked for danger, being distracted by her thoughts.

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As he watched over the lands, a sweet scent rose from the East and caught the massive brute's attention. His blazing mane caught in the soft gusts of wind, whipping across his face and flowing along the current until the force of the elements had begun to die down. As his thick, wispy mane settled back down into place Arsenic took a deep breath and his lips curled back in irritation. His eyes carefully watched the female, who he recognized as Azria from border skirmishes, and his short tail lashed momentarily. The musk of her heat was tempting and flooded the virile, sexually active male and he twitched impatiently with the urge to over power the lone Heiress and take her as his own; to ensure a lineage of his own with a strong female who could bare him strong cubs. A deep, feral rumble could be heard from the beast of a male as he slowly made his way around the lake towards her, pupils dilating with a curious lust. "It's dangerous venturing out on your own in the middle of your heat, Azria." Her name rolled from his flow of words, his garnet irises darkening to a shade of smoldering crimson. He was a beautiful creature; he'd be a fine suitor, the only obstacle being their Pride's equal hate for one another. There was no doubt, though, if Arsenic wanted to be anything but a gentleman he could storm the female and force her to carry his cubs. However, he wasn't that kind of brute.

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She hadn't caught the scent of the brute, she hadn't thought about the wind. Her eyes caught the massive male padding towards her, easily recognizable as Arsenic, the rival pride's next heir. She glared at him as he made his way around. She looked for possible ways out of danger if it came down to it. Azria hissed at hia comment, "Is it?" She asked with a smart ass tone, she high stepped in the cool water so she could face him. Her tail lashed in the water, splashing small droplets. She studied his appearance, he was a magnificent brute. He held a strong, dominating appearance that any lioness could fall for, exept for her. Azria was always a rebellious and challenging young tigon.

(Sorry it's so short, I had a small writers block)

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Arsenic enjoyed the bite in her words, the hostility and fiery nature of the tigon before him offering him a laugh of amusement that now curled from his mouth and rumbled deep from his diaphragm. "It is, indeed." His voice was gravelly and rung out with a clear authority which was so natural for him. He watched her from the shore of the round, stagnant lake and often times shuffled his paws, jet black claws raking up the hard soil. His eyes, deep with wisdom and clear interest watched her closely and before long the male simply say down before her to show the head-strong Heiress he meant her no harm.
"You are so... fiery. You'll be quite the opponent one day, should our Prides still be at War. Though I don't see the meaning of this dispute. If I was King, this War would no longer be going on. It is useless and will mean unnecessary deaths."

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She snorted at his laughter, "Who would have known?" She rolled her eyes. She resettled her paws in the water only to cut a paw pad on a rock, she played it off, and asked like she was simply laying low in the water. She watched as he settled down on the bank, finding an intrest about what he was speaking about, she listened. "My mother is very... stubborn? Hold grudges," she sighed, "She..." Azria hesitated to tell him that Casonova wanted to hand off the throne early. "Never mind," She again, resettled herself in the cool lake water, "I don't know what your father's like, but whatever he did really pissed of my mother," She looked at him with a amused-annoyed look.

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He listened to her speak with a silent aroma about him, drawn into her words like an acute hawk and his rounded, however sharp ears flicked every once in a while as a fly would settle atop either one. Her mannerisms had not yet failed to amuse him; the female had a blazing spirit within her that he could see would prove to be a downfall for a Queen one day should she not grow out of it, unless she learned to manage it. His dark, demonic nose twitched and he ran his long tongue over it to dampen it instinctively and a dry, crackled chuckle breathed from the Arsenic. Although his body was untended and lax as he paid close attention to each drip of word from Azria, he still managed to be an intimidating figure and each imprint of muscle against his hide was a given clue of just how much power the male, as young as he was, held. "I know much of Queen Casanova." He stated, a sly smirk appearing to grace his mischievously handsome features and he took note of how the female moved to lay down within the shallow region of the waters. "According to my Father, he and your Mother used to run together before my Father left her for another Lioness more suited to his tastes to create our Pride." He rumbled out,

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"Oh jeez, I've heard that story one to many times," Azria sighed and laughed a little, "I do understand her anger though," She considered, "But, it's a petty reason for war of all things," She nodded, "But, overall, at least it's a reason," She sighed again, "There's been to many wars over nothing in the past years," She thought for a second, "One day, I think there's only gonna be a select few of prides that will still live through these wars," Azria was obviously letting all her thoughts roll out. "Wether it's gonna be Aurora pride, Borealis pride, Rallise pride, you never know," She studied his facial expressions for a few moments before realizing it was getting late, and the sun was beginning to set. Causing the lake water to become cold, it took a few leaps to get all the way out of the water. She shook her dense pelt and sat down, her movements resembled that of a tigers', graceful but strong.

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((Late post, I just got finished catching up on the 15 million other posts I had to write for various roleplays XD))

He nodded in agreement, swallowing harshly and watching as twilight descended upon the sky. "I do agree with you, however I have a feeling that in the end, it will be hard for anything to take down either of our prides." He told her, sitting still as her eyes flickered across his facial features in examination and allowed her to drink in his dark, enchanting looks. Her scooted over, relunctantly, to give the tigon space among the bank to sit beside him and his large frame twisted with rolling hills of taut muscle as he himself moved to sit back down on his haunches. He still forced himself to ignore the thick, alluring musk of her heat. The scent was taunting the young male, urging him to make an advance on the female and breed her, though he remained drawn back. It would cause issues for their Prides, though if they did not find out..... Arsenic shoved the thoughts away harshly, tongue sliding across his massive tusks as he looked back over at the stunning Tigon. "Don't take this the wrong way," He began, his slight accent charming and brisk, "But you are an exotic beauty. Any male would be lucky to be your suitor, and I myself am a bit darkened in spirits to think that I could never mate you. Perhaps if we were of the same Pride." He said, and he rose to his paws to walk away as the sky darkened. However his garnet eyes remained planted firmly against her hide, drinking in her beauty.

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She picked her paw off the sand, and cleaned her sliced pad of the sand and lake water. The sand had caused it the sting a bit. Her tail remained around the rest of her paws, her ears flicked at the sounds of night. She would have gotten nervous with any other lion or lioness at this time, she, however, felt safe with the brute of opposite prides. She resettled her paws, and returned her gaze back to him as she listened. "I appreciate that very much so, " She dipped her head, "You aren't so bad yourself," She winked jokingly and watched as she stood. "But, then again, no one would know?" She remarked before she, to, stood to her full height.


(Again sorry this one was short, writer block suckssssss, I love writing/rping and of course I have it.)

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