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Kisukari smiled at the mother, her chest aching as she watched the affection on the mother's face. It was...heartbreaking to her to think of the thrall cubs, being given away. So what if the mother was a thrall? Why did they have to live as thralls?

She set her face, and, with a quick smile at Amaranth, she strode towards Bousvor with a look of steely resolve. She didn't pay much attention to the fact he was talking to other lions, pshhh why would that matter?, and instead focused solely on him.

"You have to take one, or all," she told him firmly, though she didn't raise her voice loud enough for the scary Priestess who owned the thrall to hear. She wasn't crazy, she knew thralls shouldn't speak to masters like this.

Bousvor was different though. He would understand. She stared at him, with wide eyes. "Please!"









Diya had slunk closer to the litter, staring at them with a look of faint disdain on his face. He wasn't much for cubs, but a thrall would be useful.

"They'll grow eventually, right?" He asked Susu with a look of skepticism on his face. "They look rather useless right now. The effort to feed them and all...one would hope they become of a more...useful nature in time." They would be barely able to hold a pelt, let alone do anything useful like hunt. He didn't blame the mother's master for wanting them given away.

They would just be more mouths to feed and fend for, with little reward for many months.

OOC: WALL O' TEXT AGAIN xD Sorry, guys! And a just-in-case reminder, the cubs will have two sorts of owners - An IC lion, and an OOC RPer ~

Susu watched K'A closely, not missing the, from her perspective, purposeful shift to reveal something hidden. Her claws only slightly pricked the dirt, a glint of delight in her eyes. She'd have to find him on a later date... She smiled pleasantly at him, and started to answer, when Phosphor spoke up. She lifted a paw and rested her chin on it, claws extended only slightly from the pressure. "Outgoing can be dangerous, though. If a Thrall is outgoing to the WRONG lion, they could be hurt... And their owner COULD declare a blood feud. We don't want THAT, do we? It'd destabilize the whole pride..." Her gaze flicked back to K'A, smile still in place. "I wish for them to be good and subservient little Thralls..." She eyed both Amaranth and Reinhardt, frowning for a moment, then let out a puff of air.

She hadn't missed it, the breath of... Kindness. The heterochromatic-eyed lioness looked up, daring to stare the white lion in the eyes. So focused was she, she missed the brief reveal of what he was that Susu had caught. She looked down, stroking Reinhart with her paw, gently soothing him after Susu's reprimand. Indeed, at least two of the cubs had her spirit... Or did they have their father's? No, she didn't think they'd ever be like him... Never. She glanced up again, watching the gathered lions, smiled at the Thralls present... And noted the Freeborn lioness Drifa. Quietly, she hoped Susu chose her to own one of the cubs. She wasn't sure why, but she hoped.

The priestess' smile grew, the corners of her mouth creeping up her face. "Ensis... I do believe we may have our first cub owner..." She dropped her lifted paw so the other could reach over and shove the single female cub forward. "Consider her yours!"

Her gaze flicked to the dark blue lion. "Eventually, yes. Good training has its eventual rewards, of course..." She motioned to the boys that remained. "Three left to choose from, if you feel up to the commitment..." She glanced at Phosphor, quietly managing to direct the question to him, as well. As annoying as outgoing cubs COULD be... Perhaps it would help the little wretch to be around a proper Thrall. She leaned over, noticing a Freeborn hanging around. She glanced toward Drifa, who had, thus far, made no other comments, though she could tell the patch-marked lioness was interested. Maybe, if she proved she could handle it... She'd reconsider on ONE cub.

Azrael gave Bousvor a roguish grin. "Watching my sister play wife and try to out Reaver her husband most of the time mostly. I'm not sure which of them will make Captain first. What of you? You can't be spending all your time hiding away with your thrall now can you?" He had his own thrall, but she stayed inside like a good girl most of the time. He didn't really want her to go out much other than to do specific tasks since he rather liked her a bit much. Maybe he'd end up with his first cubs from her too, one never knew.

He looked back at Susu. "Shame some of the female freeborns couldn't get litters like this more often. Seems a waste to have a thrall put out so many cubs, doesn't it?" He chuckled and eyes the little furballs. His attention going to the one that decided to speak. "Drifa weren't you saying you could use a thrall to clean the den? Maybe you should look into raising one to do what you want. I know you have a way with cubs, and even with getting Reavers to do what you want." IF she didn't, he wouldn't have been here. Darn her and her crafty ways.


Drifa looked at the cub that had given such a loud outburst and tilted her head to the side. With the right encouragement he could be very good company as he grew and quite useful. Hmm, he certainly would fill the den with energy and noise to make it less empty and lonely. "This one certainly seems to need a firm paw to direct that energy. Reminds me of my mother's thrall when I was a cub, but she's calmed considerably." She addressed the priestess, but her eyes kept going to the cub to see just how much he bounded about.

Active was good, it meant he wouldn't be lazy. Drifa liked him already. "I am looking for a thrall... and you seem to be in need of getting a few out from under paw. If you would be willing to part with one, I certainly would take one. There would be a lot of hard work for him to grow into as I help my mother with her crafting... heavy lifting and such. Reinhardt seems like he might already have the energy to keep pace with it..." She did not want to go against that Reaver for the cub, but she only really had interest in that one. The others did not really have any spark to them that she could see.

Bousvor

Bousvor laughed softly, glad this female wasn't his problem. "She must be keeping him on his paws. If that's case though, maybe he should consider a joint captaincy." It was really quite humorous. For them. Others would be questioning the iron in his blood if he let a female captain with him. The male would find himself the brunt of endless jokes.

"Oh most certainly not. My thrall would disown me if I stayed home." He mock-eye rolled. Not that he really cared what she thought of him. "I've been going viking more lately, mostly taking freeborns out the first time." Naive they were, but it wasn't bad. Bousvor listened as Azrael spoke to a female standing nearby. Maybe she was here to try to get a cub too. He wished her luck.



Ashta

Ashta risked a glance at the others as the cubs started to get paired off. The girl went with a big white male, and a lioness wanted the talkative cub near as he could tell. He turned his attention back to the main group as he heard his master speak again. Would the priestess go for it?

Drawn over by some commotion, Chayah stood on the outskirts of what seemed to be a giveaway? Were there familiars being handed out? She tilted her head, and a lion shifted its weight, giving her a better view.

There were cubs!

She shouldered her way closer. They were so little! Adorable! The little girl reminded her of a daughter she'd had, so white, and orange-tailed. She paused, wondering what had become of her. And the white, golden-eyed boy, it gave her the same feeling of nostalgia. She sighed. True, she had one of her daughters here in the stormborn, but she missed having babies. She sat towards the back, watching the cubs be handed out to those who had arrived sooner. She hadn't been a thrall long, but her heart hurt a little knowing what they'd have to grow up into. She hoped their owners were good and kind. Glancing at the lionesses handing them out, they must surely be selecting those who would not be cruel. Right?

Which cub: Boy
Name: Otso
((JRP in progress on her! She'll be a thrall!))

Bousvor

He was interested in meeting this male that had swooped the gentle thrall off her feet. When he got the nod, Bousvor smiled. He'd send his thrall over to tender an invite later. It'd be good to see how the lionesses were getting along.

Kisu didn't always agree with him, so he thought nothing of it at first. He frowned at her hiss. It was his choice because he was her master. He was about to say something when she walked away. The lies coming from the thrall enraged the normally gentle lion. He had told her no!

Bousvor was a big lion, but when he wanted to move fast he could. He sprang from his place with no warning and quickly closed the distance to his thrall. "I said No!" A powerful paw swept up to connect with Kisu's head and sweep her away from the priestess, cubs and their mother. A growl reverberated deep in his chest.



Ashta

Ashta had manage to relax a little when a lioness suddenly presented herself to the priestess. At first he though nothing of it, only that the lion was interested in a cub though he hadn't pressed close. When suddenly that big lion moved aggressively against the thrall, he crouched down and stared. What?! What had happened? Why had he done that? He'd said no? Suddenly he realized the lioness must have lied.

Bousvor

His green eyes flashing with anger, he continued to rumble his disapproval for her actions. When she did not attempt to rise to her feet immediately he moved back but not far from her. He settled back down and his tail twitched showing his irritation. Bousvor kept his eye on her as the distribution of the cubs resumed. As he watched he debated the need to sort some truths out to his thrall later. There were yet some things here she didn't understand. He nodded apology to the priestess for the disruption.



Ashta

The pale male watched the pair from between his master's legs. He wasn't sure if he felt sympathy for the lioness, or satisfaction that she'd got her comeuppance. Ashta knew that was a light punishment from what she would have gotten at the paws of demon. He flicked his ears and blinked at her.