[Border RP] Lead by a Vision - Marrick * Bizoo

[OP-Yuna]

It had been a long time since Marrick has left his home. He was still a boy then. He had roamed the rogue lands looking for life and reason, and now he was grown. He'd followed his visions to this place. Was this where he was to find the white lioness?

There was something upon the air that unsettled him, and he paused there on the border. Why was he following this vision anyway? And what were the chances that, if this lioness were real, that he'd find her here?

His visions had never steered him wrong before. He thought of them as his mother guiding him. Giving him advice even though she couldn't be there with him. And he knew why. In his visions he'd seen it. Posca, goddess of decay, his mother, could only cause slow ruin to her own children. That was why, then...

So why would she lead him to a place where disease could just as easily rot him as she could? Perhaps because he was her son, that was his destiny either way. Either by her paws or this...  

[Painted Moose]

Even though she was having a hard time adjusting to her new surroundings, Bizoo found moments where she could smile. When she prowled the prides edge, always just out of reach of the dutiful guards, she imagined herself flying across the border and sprawling out into the lush grass. Maybe then she could see her brother once more, and he would give that that smile that always warmed her soul. Would he be happy to see her? What would he say?

With a little sigh, Bizoo jumped to the top of a boulder and turned her gaze to the stars. Right now, when the world was turning against her, the stars were her only true friends. They listened and never spoke; comforted, but never touched.

Something good had to come out of this, she was sure of it. The Gods wouldn't have punished her to life in this eternal hell without a reason, and the fires of hell wouldn't be able to stop her from finding out what.  

[OP-Yuna]

A streak of something light caught his eye. Marrick turned sharply, and for a moment thought he was having one of his visions again. The moonlight seemed to make Bizoo's white pelt glow. However this didn't feel like a vision.

"And so we finally meet.." He said as he walked over to stand at the base of the boulder Bizoo now was perched upon.