[JRP] Blindly Walking [Oroitz, Chandrakin'Kimesh & Maji]

[Saint Vis]

Oroitz bounded with her brother Kimesh at her side. She didn't know if he plotted to join himself, however he was pretty up to taking her to the pride. She had heard of the pride of other blue lions. Well, not all blue. But she was curious. And she wasn't shy to joining the pride herself.
It was an out of the blue thing for Oroitz to do, but that was just how she was. Random decisions fell into her plate often. If she remembered them that is.

Oroitz eyes stared blankly forward, recent tries at sight just was silly for Oroitz now, all she could see were blobs of those around her. Which was a good thing on Kimesh's luck as the other siblings in their small rogue family were white. Oroitz knew exactly who to pick on in dire needs. She was a cooky soul, but a usually kind one in the least.
At the boundary she stood there wondering what she was to do. Looking slowly to the bright purple body close to her the smaller adolescent chirped. "So..." She'd try to start conversation. "How.. Long do you think we're going to be waiting for someone to come out?"  

[Thalion]

A pride of blue lions. It was so vague. The old rogue might as well have told them that there was a forest of trees, a puddle of water, or a group of living things somewhere. Beyond the description, the only other nugget of wisdom that he had to bestow on them was that these lions were thought to have some sort of magic. Rubbish in his mind, but his sister had been eager to discover that for herself.

Rubbish was all fine and good in the open sunlight of the grasslands. Rubbish like magic and ghosts all became very real as the sun began to fall and the land was swallowed by a strange mist. It would be horrible for his mane, no doubt. And he'd spent such a long time preening himself, getting his mane to fall just right. If they were going to meet strangers he wanted to at least be presentable.

He sighed at his sister's question, not exactly eager to tell her that he had somehow gotten them quite lost in the mist. Perhaps this is how she felt. Everything was blurry, swallowed up in swirling clouds of mist. There was a constant crashing of water echoed against stone walls. "Well... that depends on whether or not anyone is here."

Vistada

 

[Saint Vis]

Oroitz sneered at her brother as he considered the possibility the co-ordinates of the pride could be wrong. "That lone did say it should be here. Unless you're bad with directions. Because I really can't be blamed." Her eyes 'looked' at him.

But then she puffed up and roared into the air and then piped up. Maybe that stirred something!? Who knew, that's what men usually did to eachother. They just laid there sulking about life and when the other needed another male to lean against they'd roar. Like as if getting up and walking to the other and saying 'hey want to chill out?' was a nuisance.

"Maybe that stirred something? Can you see anything?" She couldn't sense them with her super blind-spidey senses.  

[Thalion]

"Oh by the gods!" Kamesh leaned back and cupped a paw over his sister's maw, his eyes going wide. There was a list of bad ideas out there somewhere, he was sure, and at the top of that was trespassing. Just over that was trespassing -and- making that trespass known to the locals. What if they were hostile? What if they were dangerous? Grumpy? What if it was a pride of angry lionesses bound and determined to find a suitable male like himself!? He was too beautiful to be subjected like that so early on! Oh his beautiful innocence! He wasn't ready for a family!

"Use your head, we don't know what to expect! What if they really are ghosts!? What if they're hostile!? What if they're...cannibals! You don't want that! I don't want that! What would mother think?!"


"We might as well be ghosts." A voice called out from the mists, soft and gentle but somehow still very dangerous. Kamesh yelped in spite of himself and whirled his head around. There was only a dark shape hidden behind the veil of mist, a form that within a few steps back vanished completely.

"We might be hostile. We might be a number of things. But this is our land so I suppose the fair question is-"

The voice shifted in the mist, suddenly moving to a position yards away from where it was. "What are you? Friend or foe?"

Vistada

 

[Saint Vis]

She let Kimesh babble his head off. She'd blink lightly and tilt her head. She would have chuckled, but then something caught her attention. She was no seer but feeling presences just came with her senses.
She could hear him, though the silhouette the mist made of him wasn't very visible to her. She didn't register it. But she could feel he was moving around them. Probably to play a trick on Kimesh, and a female he expected to see things like he and Kimesh could.

"Friends. I am sorry for anything my brother has said to offend." She said kindly to the Misty male. "We come in search for the Mistwalkers, a rogue had talked about your pride. It struck me with fancy, I am Oroitz and this is.. Uh.." She thought.. What was his name again? "Well.. We all just call him Kimesh. He came with me because I am losing my sight.."

Some would say she was the one who asked, some would say that Kimesh came because he worried for his sister.  

[Thalion]

Ghosts. Kamesh's heart skipped a few beats as reason abandoned his head and a deep paranoia replaced it, twisting his gut and turning his backbone into jelly. The voice was moving, drifting, without the sound of pawprints, the scent of a living body, or a shape in the mist beyond a dull gray outline. He could believe it was a ghost. That this place was haunted. The rogue had been somewhat vague about the pride... that it was a cursed place, a mysterious one, perhaps even magical in qualities.

"Chandrakin'Kamesh." He corrected his sister with an unseen scowl. "W....we just... what she said."


"Offense is not something easily taken here." Haldir answered with a touch of humor in his voice. "Especially from youngsters such as yourself. It hardly means to cause harm."

The lion stepped a little closer. A calculated distance in which his form would show slightly but much of his features remained veiled in the swirling mists around him. The light caught his eyes, sending a faint nocturnal glow from them.

"Well it is not entirely up to me, but I can escort you to our king, the arch magi, and the mother oracle. They will see your intentions and if they are pure, will assign you to a place among us."

Vistada

 

[Saint Vis]

"I can assure you we mean you no harm." But then she nodded and moved through the mist to follow the male. She had difficulty staying on track but if Kimesh followed through she leaned against his body a bit. Keeping the purple in the corner of her eye. It was hard to go through the mists but she suspected over time her senses will sharpen against the mist as well.

"If you could hum Sir with no name.. It would make my journey slightly easier.." She cleared her throat. "Please. I have to get used to the mists.. My eyes are beginning to disappear on me." If this was the usual Oroitz she would have just bluntly said he was a dolt to not listen when she said she was blind.  

[Thalion]

Vistada

Haldir raised a brow. Well… she would come to rely on one of the other pride members in time. Perhaps her brother once he learned the territory. If the king approved of these youngsters, that is. The purple male was borderline in coloration. He could fade into the mists come afternoon and night time, but in the day he was an eyesore. At least it wasn’t pink… gods help anyone with a pelt of that unfortunate color.

“Haldir.” He said after a thoughtful pause. “My name is Haldir. And a tune I can manage well enough. Though, pray, don’t bother me with questions on our way.”

Kamesh wrinkled his nose and bumped his sister’s shoulder lightly. “Hum? I can watch him and I can guide you! Don’t think I’m that horrible of a guide.” He whispered over, though by the sharp look Haldir gave him, he was certain it was overheard as well. Clearing his throat, he looked back to his sister.

“I hope you know what you’re doing…”

”Come now.” Haldir turned his back and began singing, rather than humming, a beautiful but sad song about some place over the sea. Gray, beautiful, and beyond life. A place where the dead gathered. His voice was surprisingly gentle and almost deceptively sweet.  

[Saint Vis]

Oroitz kept quiet as Haldir talked to her. She moved without aid of her brother, but she'd give him a nose to the cheek. She'd whisper, "I just need to learn how to take to hearing sounds in this mist.. Pardon my stubborn ways Kimesh." She meant only love to her brother.

Oroitz would only give her brother a smirk when he suggested she should know what she was doing. She didn't. But that's what made this all the more interesting.  

[Thalion]

"It's not the mist that's the problem...", he answered with a slow look around themselves. The towering stones that soon passed overhead, each with streams of water that eventually faded into a thick, permanent cloud of mist was an imposing sight. Long, draping curtains of moss and long vines added to the haunting, looming feel of the massive structures. He could hear larger falls further off- perhaps crashing down from above into the valley. The entire place was damp, and he knew he would have the worst of times trying to keep his mane perfect.

"It's the waterfalls." He looked ahead to their guide, barely visible between his misty coat and the swirling clouds around him. Kamesh would never admit it out loud, but he was now very grateful that the male was singing to guide them through the mists.

Vistada

 

[Saint Vis]

She nosed her brother lightly and licked his cheek. "In due time you and I will both get used to our home... If this is what this will become for us." She gave him comforting noses and nuzzles as they walked by the waterfalls. They were loud, but Oroitz loved their sound. She was meant for this; a life around water. It was making her inners jutter happily.
Oroitz was just hoping Kimesh himself would feel at home. And his negativity wasn't helping her feelings towards having one of the family around. She'd be alone without him and to that she owed her brother big time..