Scouting for Booty
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Only a few golden lions were left out from the carnage, but they were quickly shuffled into and trapped in a cave to keep them where they were. Each were questioned over the next few days about Navira's sister, her children, and even her lover. All but one of the lionesses had any idea what she was talking about. Amora was the pride's seer, the vessel and mouth to the spirits that would give them insight to the world and their past. If there was any lion that would know about Navira's sister and her past, it would be the Seer. At least that's what she claimed. Ekannai wasn't so convinced, and placed seeds of doubt in Navira's mind that the Seer was being influenced by the spirit of Keeva. Perhaps the reader can decide for themselves.
Navira had lead the Seer back to her den, the herbs and oils permeated her nose as she sat at the entrance of her den. She was more blocking it from the Seer trying to escape, but also because the air felt heavy and thick the further she went in. Amora wasn't concerned with escaping, she was more concerned about the spirits that were whispering to her that Navira wasn't being helped by just any goddess. Keeva wasn't one of them, despite the Seer having reached out and meditated trying to draw the old queen to her. Curiously, none of her deceased pridemates had shown up around her since the genocide of her pride.
"You can come in more if you'd like." Amora purred, wondering if it was the herbs and warding she used against dark spirits that was keeping the lioness from coming in further.
"I'm fine here. Why are we here?" Navira growled out, even taking a small step back and cringing from the presence she felt looming before her. The Seer had insisted they come to the den, or she wouldn't tell her anything. The lioness moved oddly around the den, only a glimpes of her face being revealed as she changed veils with her back turned to the new queen. She seemed to avoid stepping in certain spots, and completely rounding and avoiding some spaces. The den wasn't huge, but it felt larger than what Navira could see. Amora took a rock bowl from a shelf and spread a paste over her forelegs and down her neck, whispering words that Navira didn't understand. When she was finished, she turned to the new queen, sitting back on her haunches.
"I have the most connection to the spirits here, and if I am to get the full story, I need the spirits focused solely here and not....distracted." her words faltered, a small presence hitting her right in the chest. She could feel its small form, but it packed quite the punch of pure emotion. Fright. It took her a few moments to compose herself, her heart racing and breath coming in long slow drawls.
"Your sister did love her mate, and her children. But she could not truly love them. She had a darkness in her soul, something that came out and made her violent and turn on her own cubs. They were terrified of her. And her mate, he tried to help her. She could not be helped. Her mate sought out shelter in the pride, and Keeva was concerned that Eldar would come to them and cause issues, but she accepted them. When they left, Eldar did show up here to kill her mate and cubs. She was furious, but the pride protected them, protected Eldar from doing something she would regret. They escorted her back to her home, and we hadn't heard from her until you. Thoko stayed for a few months before moving on, he had intentions to go back when he could find a shaman that could help your sister's darkness. I assume he has failed." Amora explained calmly. There were many spirits surrounding her. At least one of them was a cub of Eldar. Amora could glean whether it was one that came with Thoko, or perhaps one that Eldar had bore before Thoko left. It was too frightened to ask, but it was reacting well enough to whatever was inside Navira that Amora was much more cautious of the volatility of the new queen.
Navira sat listening, registering that yes, Eldar had some mean streaks but Navira could never imagine her doing such a bad thing that would cause her mate to take their children. Ekannai was right there, telling her that what she was saying wasn't true. That Keeva came for them and forced them to leave, that Thoko was seduced. She carried the same tune as her sister, what she had been told for years from the one person that she trusted enough to take a goddess into her. Navira's fur bristled up, Amora's heart skipping a beat as she felt a wave of divine energy pass over her, that caused the spirits to retreat from her and the den.
"This is what the spirits have told me. Their terror is as true as our presence here in this world." Amora said, keeping her voice steady despite it being hard to think. The energy swept away and out of the den as Navira turned and Amora called the spirits back to help put the rest of the energy out. She was shaken, not by the story but whatever had Navira in its claws. She could feel the anger, and even the fright in that wave.
"Come along, back to the cave." Navira's voice sounded from outside the den. Amora took one last deep breath, filling herself with the courage and calm of the spirits that only wanted to protect her. We will find out what it is they told her as she padded out of the den and followed Navira back to the cave where she and the last of her pridemates were being held.
Navira drug one of the lionesses out from the cave the night after, keeping ahold of the lioness in her jaws as she kicked out, scratched, and called out for help. The pleads from the lionesses and the Seer still in the cave were fading as she drug the lioness into the trees and to a clearing under the night sky. She threw the lioness down, knocking her into a boulder with the sound of what she presumed was a shoulder as her head cleared it just in time. Energy gathered at her paws, rising up her chest and neck as a glowing smoke began to fall from her maw. The lioness' pleads for her life fell on deaf ears, Navira's vision becoming white as did her eyes. Her body lunged forward, taking the lioness' neck into her jaws and squeezing until her pleas fell to gurgles as blood filled her throat as fangs pierced through.
A glow came over the lioness' body and streamed into Navira's open maw as she released her neck. The clearing became alit with balls of purple light, almost like fireflies. They vibrated in the air as Navira came up onto her back legs and lifted off the ground. Lights swirled around her before piercing into her chest. She was laid gently onto her side, the lioness' body bursting into more balls of purple light and streaming up to the sky.
Edited on 18/09/20 @ 11:39:50 by [BLM] Scouting for Booty (#89370)