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There at the foot of the territory the ginormous lioness stood. Her eyes set on the destination, the legendary viking territory she'd heard rumors about on her journey. She'd heard that they did not let just any lion in either, only the best. While she hadn't served as a guard or in the military, the lioness was by far sure her skills would far exceed any she challenged here. It was her birth right as a holder of a firekin pedigree. Maybe Vanhi was a little too confident in her abilities.

She took one giant paw step forward and let the vikings on the boarder know she was there with one mighty and powerful roar. Any that was to answer her call would have her respects. It was an honor to fight a firekin after all. They didn't just fight anyone. And this pride, if they actually did have warriors as fabled, would be worth her time.

Her claws kneaded the dirt beneath her paws. She was ready for what ever viking dared face her. Fire ran hot through her veins. There might have also been a confident arrogant smirk she sported.

Another day, another challenge it seemed. With a newly found 'ghost-child' in his care, the large lion was taking his patrolling more and more seriously. The border had always fascinated himself and the other pride members but more recently there had been voices. Shadows. There were haunting songs and sometimes dark, skulking figures beyond. Even more recently- cubs. First a pair of little males that seemed to have the markings of the old exiled war lord. Perhaps the ghosts were giving them a warning, offering a clue as to the fate of the family, or perhaps it was the restless spirits taking a form that would whisper an omen that the pride would well understand. His own cub was...strange. He bore no markings that anyone could claim and he seemed minutes from the womb when they had found him, as if the mists themselves had birthed him.

Anything at the border instantly had Thor tearing across the terrain, hungry for answers. Most days now, it was a challenge from an unknown outsider. Today, yet again, it was a female. As she called her challenge the lion returned the roar. A thunderous sound from deep within the pit of his chest shook his throat and cracked through the air.

With a warning given, the two lions tore forward and met in combat. The female opened with a decent blow of her paw, enough to leave a good mark and send some fur flying. In return, Thor threw his own paw out, his weight bearing down into the blow.

"COME NOW, LARGE LADY." He laughed after his own blow flew out. "GIVE ME SOMETHING TO SHAKE OFF LAST NIGHT'S SLEEP. I COULD TAKE THAT BLOW STILL HALF AWAKE!"

The lion took full advantage of the short pause that the female gave him. Ducking under her paw, he threw the back of his paw against her now exposed jaw with the full intention of throwing her back. He didn't pull his punches, even for a pretty female such as this. A warrior was a warrior regardless of the skin they wore. He wouldn't disgrace her by giving her a cub's treatment. If she wanted in there would be reavers more fearsome than he that would challenge her metal.

"FOCUS, WOMAN! COME AT ME LIKE YOU MEAN TO GIVE ME DEATH! DO NOT DISHONOR ME!"

The male ducked low and let the attack fly over his head. The lioness nearly soared over him but was quick to recover her false step and turned to face him. At least she was battle-clever enough to keep her back well away from a hostile opponent. She had a good technique but she was letting her adrenaline take her mind and run with it. He knew well enough how even the smallest distraction could be even a great fighter's un-doing during combat.

"TIS TRADITION." He countered with an overly friendly laugh and an agreeable smile that seemed strangely at home in the warrior's face. "EXCHANGE BLOWS FROM THE PAW AND FROM THE TONGUE. CONSIDER THAT YOUR FIRST LESSON, LARGE LADY."

He charged again and this time outright lept from the ground, both paws extended out for the female's shoulders.