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Home. It was still strange to think that this place was home. Rieseln had grown up in the grasslands and that was what she was familiar with. Her old pride had been care free and even a bit lazy, which was what had sent her out to seek adventure in the rogue lands. The only problem with the rogue lands was that no one ever wanted to stick around for longer than a few days. While she longed for freedom and adventure, Ries also longed for friends.

That's why when Ragnvard offered her a free ride into the Stormborn, provided she stay as his Thrall, she jumped at the offer. She was still getting used to this new location and the new lions she saw daily, but she had to admit it was a breath of (salty) fresh air. The sea was dangerous but beautiful, the lions were beautiful but dangerous, and adventure lurked around every corner. Could it get any better?

It could, Ries knew. She hadn't been out on a Viking yet since Ragnvard had just returned from one with his Reavers, but that was fine with her. This pride was huge and there were lots of new faces to meet. She was still understanding the roll of a Thrall and had noticed that there were those that gave her pitying looks when she told them her rank and her Captain, but she assumed it was because there were Thralls that disliked their position within the pride. Ries saw it as a way to enjoy the protection of a strong lion while getting to go out and see the world. How was that a bad thing?

Currently she was making her way through the pride, taking in the sights and the sounds. There were a lot of lions around here!

Rieseln hummed as she walked along, nodding and smiling at lions that looked at her. She was new, after all, so she was getting some strange looks. Surely they had heard that Captain Ragnvard had brought back a seer...or perhaps he hadn't told anyone. Hm...

A fellow fair female seemed to be making her way in her direction, so Ries stopped to smile at her. "Hello," she said with a polite bob of her head just in case she was of a higher rank. "Lovely day, isn't it?" This area of the continent was so much cooler than where she had grown up. The sea breeze really helped keep it somewhat tolerable.

Ries was still getting a feel for the pride so it was hard to tell who was born in and who had joined up, so it was best to assume she was speaking with the leader of the pride until they said otherwise. She didn't want to step on any toes while she was getting to know everyone, after all. It seemed that a lot of lions here had very short tempers and, while she was generally pretty good about keeping on everyone's good side, she didn't want to push her luck.

"Yup, that's right! Just got in a few moons ago," she said with a little nod. "I'm Rieseln, Captain Ravngard's new Thrall." She didn't say it with distaste, nor did she look upset about it. To her, Thrall wasn't a word that carried negative tones with it. It was just another rank. She figured it would be a good idea to say whose Thrall she was, though, just so other lions didn't try to claim her as theirs. Ravngard had told her about how the pride worked on the way back from his Viking with his Reavers and part of it had been that there were those lions that would try to claim Thralls that didn't have an owner.

Rieseln let out a little sigh of relief as Růžena gave her title. "Phew...I wasn't sure if you were the Warlord's right hand lady or something. The ranks here are so different from the pride I grew up in that I don't want to be rude and speak without proper dues to someone with more pull in the pride, you know?"

As Růžena asked her about being a seer she grinned and nodded. "That would be me! My reputation precedes me, huh?" She wiggled her brows a little bit before laughing once more. She hadn't had a vision yet, but she wasn't really trying to have any. Ragnvard had told her to get used to the pride before worrying about having visions.

"I'm pretty good at triggering them on my own," she added, her tail bobbing behind her in pride. She had been told it was rare for someone to make themselves have a vision, so she felt pretty special that she could usually induce them. She had no say in what she saw, of course, but at least she could reliably get them to pop up.

Ries shook her head slightly as Ru questioned her. "Nope, nowhere in particular. I was just wandering around to familiarize myself with the lay of the land and to meet new lions. So I got one done," she said with a wink, her bright pink eyes bright with amusement. "Maybe we can kill to birds with one swipe and walk while we talk!"

She let Ru set the course, though, as the other female was obviously more familiar with the pride than she. As they walked she thought, trying to explain what being a seer was to someone who had never had a vision. Thankfully she knew what it was like to be 'normal', even if at the time she had no idea that she'd ever have visions.

"Well...it's sort of like dreaming, but having this feeling in your chest that you're not sleeping," she said, hoping to equate it to something she could relate to. "Sometimes seers get really tired after their visions, but that's usually when they can't control when they have them or if they're really powerful. Mine are decently powerful, giving pretty clear locations and faces, but they don't last very long and I never get a sense of where or when or why. Probably because I trip them myself," she said with a slight nod.

"It's a very strange feeling though. I usually lay down to have them since I kind of feel like I'm floating. I've come out of them a few times to find myself on the ground with a bruised chin or something like that." She had to laugh at her own misfortune. Before she had gotten a hold on her visions she had been quite the clumsy gal.