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Bousvor

"Greetings Fen'li. It has been awhile. How are the two of you holding up?" He paused and glanced at the male that had been with the two thralls, but had kept his distance. "Karm find someone she liked?" His eyes were amused. Bousvor watched the group for a moment then looked back to Fen'li. "What do you think?"



Ashta

Now that it was decided, Ashta moved himself back mostly out of the way of the others. He laid himself down on his belly to wait for his master. It was almost like a double surprise. He knew the white lioness had said Phosphor could take one, but would she really agree to it? Would the mother? For a dark pelted lion, she had been nice to him. If they granted his master a cub, then which would he choose? Ashta noted a bit surprised at the number of thralls that had gathered. He watched the females from the corner of his eyes, and also noted the two males sitting quietly some distance away.

Fen'li smiled at Bousvor and stifled a laugh and shook her head while Karm grumbled beside her, "Nono, not Karm," she looked over to where K'A lounged, though his head did seem to have picked up a bit now that she was talking to another male, perhaps one he had not met. "Myself," she indicated to Bousvor, nodding.

Karm rolled her eyes, jeez, the pale friend was such an annoyance..sometimes. But what would she do without the poke in her side huh? "And what of you, Bousvor? We've been fine," the last word hard to say, "how have you been fairing?"

Karm budged Fen'li as she tried to sneak a peek at the cubs again, "wait your turn to look, show respect."

"But they are so small..so much potential..." Fen'li said trying to peer at the small things.

Such a strange situation. K'Anatak brought himself to sit up, in his illusion he did not have his wings, but by Mkodi, they were awfully stifled by this trickery. He wished to stretch them, but would have to hold out until later. He had to stay focused, however, or else he had a problem now and then of losing a feather from midair - appearing like some sort of magic.

Ensis looked around the crowd from one lion to another. It had taken him some time to realize that they were talking of giving the cubs away to other members as the Thralls they'd been born. The white lion hadn't given much thought to having any Thralls of his own before, but the idea of raising one had its appeal. You could ensure that they had the habits you preferred, and there wouldn't be the resentment that could come from a captured Thrall.

"How many are you looking to keep?" he asked Susu.

Azrael was not thrilled about escorting Drifa to some little whatever to get a thrall. It wasn't that he didn't like the female or her mother for that matter, but really he just wanted to go out and hang out with other reavers, do challenges, go viking, and other things. Going to pick out a potential thrall was not what he considered to be important. He brought all his thralls back so he didn't quite see the point of this whole thing. Oh well, he was here now, he would play nice and make sure Drifa got to at least look at the cubs being offered up.

When they drew close to the priestess and her thrall, Azrael gave the priestess a nod. "Greetings Priestess Susu. I am Azrael. I don't think we have ever been officially introduced." He was happier when his day had just been escorting the freeborn around the pride for company rather than coming over here. Ah well, least he could socialize some. "Giving out thrall cubs, I see. Looks like you have a good many under paw." He would try to be sociable with the priestess even though he did not know her well. He also knew a few others that were gathering so maybe he could make good of this little outing. "Bousvor, how have you been, my friend?"



Drifa was quite glad to see the little gathering that was giving out thralls. She needed company more than just these times out with friends and husband hunting was hard when viking men seemed afraid of being caught. Besides a thrall would be a good way to keep her den spotless and free up more of her time for other things. If she could convince this priestess to give her one of these cubs, Drifa could raise the thrall to do things the way she wanted. There were a lot of positives to this situation. She gave a smile and a bow of her head to the priestess.

"Greetings Priestess Susu. I am Drifa, The thrall cubs you have look quite well kept. It must be the good training their mother received from her masters." Drifa knew that compliments and flattery could often get one ahead on things. While she was giving the priestess compliments and a little bit of conversation, the freeborn was looking at the cubs out of the corner of her eye and already had her favorite out of them. One of the boys with pink hair and a mostly white pelt was too adorable with is spots on his cheeks and stripes on his front paws. His appearance would be pleasing to her eyes as he worked.

Ashta
The pale thrall hadn't realized he'd been fidgeting so much. Ashta was surprised when a dark set of legs came close. Very close! He cringed at the voice. "Sorry,' he whispered, "I'll do better." The male laid his head on the ground and made himself as flat as possible. His tail tucked tightly against his side. He had much practice at this.

This was one lion not to annoy. From his position he made note of her legs in case he should encounter her again. He would do his best to creep quietly in her presence. His only hope was that the exchange hadn't bothered his master from his dealings.

He heard a tiny voice calling out. It must be one of the cubs he decided. Though he was curious, he didn't dare look with the dark lioness standing right nearby.

Fen'li nodded at Bousvor, "he is quite nice, though I don't think he knows many yet, a bit..hesitant," she looked over to K'A who watched the conversation closely. "But in time, I'm sure. Perhpas another occasion, you could meet?" perhaps K'A would like that?

Who knew.

Karm touched a paw to her brow and settled it back down again. Fen was going to get others in trouble if she opened her big mouth all the time. Though it seemed like Bousvor's attention was drawn elsewhere.

Karm looked to the cubs again and edge closer, trying to look confident, like a reaver, a freeborn even, something more. Something to offer.

They were so tiny, so easy to move and manipulate and mold if needed.

K'A watched and read Fen's lips and chuckled to himself.

Things would indeed get interesting here.

Karm looked at the occurrences with the mother and priestess, and to how Fen'li looked longingly at the cubs, and she glanced over to K'A, motioning for him to come. He was hesitant, he had explained keeping his cover, his illusion-thingy as a god was tough in large crowds. But perhaps it might help in this circumstance. Karm felt Fen'li was still naive for cubs of her own, but perhaps, as a group, if they were to raise a fine stormborn, she would be prepared.

K'Anatak could hear the words spoken, his ears flicking forward, and as he watched Fen and saw Karm motion, In his illusion he stretched his wings quickly and then laid them upon his back. Perhaps the priestess might have a liking for his character, his origins, but the others might question too much before he spoke with the warlord.

If he was not careful, and did not cnocentrate, a flicker of a faint distinction of wing marking would appear on his back.

He walked closer, slow, but showing respect as he came to stand with his two companions, thralls as they were.

He nodded to Bousvor, and looked to the two females.

Fen'li seemed excited at his presence, and crouched a little, Karm did the same. There was something about what emanated from him, and Fen'li drew a bit closer to him. She looked to him, then the mother.

K'A had listened closely, and played along, he wanted to show respect, "as she had said in truth, you must wait for her words to come to you to speak," he said with a nod. Though his eyes, when Fen seemed almost aback through her blue orbs, the connection made, had an understanding. He was only trying to help make a connection.

"A strong paw indeed, there is much potential, they are like vaeetir, nature spirits, but must be molded into what they become," he said looking to the priestess, full black eyes focused. As he turned his gaze to the mother, he saw her want for good, greatness in them maybe, and the hardness of letting go. "Is there something you wish for them?" he asked, looking between them. Leaving the question open, so that truly, either the priestess or mother could answer.

He turned himself slightly, so that none would be in between his side and where the priestess was, he looked to make eye contact again, he would have to be careful with his next action. "Perhaps to aid those who watch and learned and know of and seek the gods?" with the last word he let slip the focus on the side closest to the priestess, so that the wing marking, the illusion of his wings was visible just only slightly for a moment, and then gone in an instant. To create a silent understanding of his presence in the lands, and perhaps also why, he did not walk yet freely as his true self.

((Just as OOC note, K'A's true form of being a god is not known to others just quite yet, thought it would make things interesting for interactions between hi m and the priestess though ;] ))