[prp] Breaking the ties of the past. [NyokaxBianxBugie]

[Chi Sohma]

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[Chi Sohma]

It was after the first meeting.. and then some visits that she walked with the cubs some days.. while the others she had given to the nanny to watch. Her whole being was wrapped around the betrayal that the kids were. A sin. But slowly.. as Dysi reassured her over and over. They would have kids that were BETTER than this.. ones that were perfect. Theirs. But that.. was a secret they both shared but never told.. But those secrets were consuming her.. and the days passed where Dysi wouldn't come along.. and his sparing time with her was diminishing and their relationship was rocking.. So much stress and all over these cubs. Sometimes she wished she hadn't even had them where another part of her was blankly yelling at her for thinking such things. They were still her blood! But even that can betray. To say the least. They were growing up without her- except for the occasional meetings and learnings of having to keep their heads up and conduct themselves in an orderly fashion.

From the depths of her dark den.. she emerged. Strong.. and with her head high, an early riser.. as she slowly made her way out.. and looked to the den that was beside hers. Of the nanny. Tilting her head as she slowly made her way to it.. then stood there blankly staring in to the nanny's den. Of course. Her children were there.. she would not let them sleep by her side just yet.. she couldn't FULLY accept them.. but she was going to try today... but her eyes looked so blank at the den... that she gave up and turned the other way. In a slow walk.. Almost disappointed in herself for not trying.

Miss stepping and moving a rock that echoed but she didn't exactly notice was was taking her leisure of moving like she always had. Why did she even come to the den. It only brought despair. They weren't even Nanashi's and yet HE seemed to be all over the cubs more than she had. making sure they ate and were cared for by the nanny.

 

[tricksterthought]

Bian let out a groan. The nanny was a fine cheetah, she was almost sure, but Gods was the woman droll. Always tip-toeing around as if she were sure that Nyoka would strike her down should she ever slightly transgress. Always sidestepping her brother's questions about their father, doing the same for any questions about their mother. The young hybrid had hardly seen the woman in her short life, and quite simply could not see what all the fuss was about. The leotah set to cleaning her paws, turning a deaf ear to the nanny's fretting. Something about today being quite the visit from their dearest Lady. A huff left her pale sides as she made her way to the mouth of the den. Sunshine would feel good on her hide, perhaps warm away the chill.

But what was that smell? The young leotah let a hiss seethe between her teeth, Mother.
 

[Chi Sohma]

She was about to walk down the path before hearing a hissing sound. She remembered sending off her son to a neighboring pride as a spy with another fighter. Teaching him the ways and ropes of being a fighter so he wasn't directly actively seeing him. That was good because she almost forgot completely about him altogether. But the girl- she could hear it it. See it. She turned and took a few steps in again.

"Bian'sune-ku."

Her eyes slitted.. and her tail whipping about. Very very wary like.. Her tail could show the moods and everything about her. Basically. She was pretty much thinking of just getting rid of them but the other part of her was telling her how hard she worked for this kids to come in to being. It was very fustrating.

"Dear. So much hissing for a small thing." Touring over her. "Would you like to take a walk with mother?" She tried to grit that smile she often gave.. She looked in to her eyes... those tiny eyes. But they were growing... she had her eyes. It was like looking at a mirror and she didn't want that to happen. Not with a disgusting leopard that had his way with her.. She looked away from a second. "Are you coming." Looking over her shoulder.. her tail whipping. This was probably for the best. She had already sent out Bugie to find the perfect 'resting' place for Bian. Everything was in place. What she didn't know that Bugie, knowing the plan .. couldn't. Just couldn't bare to do it.. so instead. After finding a place of death.. he went off somewhere far off.

This will be another soaking time to show how bad of a mother she was of these beings that she brought in to her life.. clean. A blank slate. Thats all that was going through her mind.. and what cover up story could she do? She closed her eyes for a moment to regain her thoughts. "Bian..." She cuued the name.. She could remember the events of birthing them and every day she was reminded. When Linje came and took the girl that looked so much like her.. and she saw her child that she THOUGHT was Dysi's being taken away. But now. To examine them now.. they were clearly not Dysi's. They were Linje's and it made her want to hurl.

The touches. The memories.. she wanted to get rid of every attachment she had to him. Thus. Measures had to be taken. Kill them.. Her tail pacing.. and waiting for the little one.  

[tricksterthought]

((sorry about not posting this one first, I was waiting for it to pop up, but didn't want to just not post her cert))
Bian stifled herself, putting on the one thing she had learned from her mother--a mask. "That sounds..Pleasant." The leotah fought for control her emotions, turning her expression placid, teal eyes twinkling with something dark. Her mother's tail thrashed, and Bian's purred at the thought. It was only her mother's own discomfort that prompted her to follow along with the walk. With the time that had passed, she had out grown the foolish needs of her mother's love. Nights of wondering where she was. Why mommy didn't love them like other mothers loved theirs. That naieve part of her had broken. It was a little thing that did it, really. Her first real hunt, her first real catch. She had killed the rabbit flawlessly and effectively, bringing down a broad paw on its little tender spine, then crushing its neck between her teeth. All she had wanted was to show her mother what she had done. It was a little thing--not much to ask--but the guards to her mothers den would not permit the cub entry. Then the realization, the sadness and the anger. It had been quite the course to get where she was today. The more and more she studied her mother, the less and less she thought of her. All of her delicacies, all of her weaknesses, none escaped the adolescent's eye. Each new observation brought a new disgust, until all she saw was a man-twisting spoiled whore, who had to play others into doing her work. She could hardly do anything herself. She wasn't even all that pretty to be honest. Her legs were sticks, her neck as frail as a hare's. Perhaps some males liked the starved look, but Bian wasn't daft. She knew the glances she had begun to get. Men's eyes drifting over the girl's muscular and lithe curves. She was by no means the stick figure her mother was--nor was she as old--this child had been blessed with a shape like no other feline, as if she took the best attributes of her two bloods and polished them until they shone.

As her mind settled, and, admittedly, her ego was pruned and fluffed, the girl found her self almost peaceful. It had taken away her nerves and uncertainties as it always had when she assured herself by her own logic that she was something better, something greater, than whatever she faced. In this case, it just so happened to be her mother who was the target. "...So tell me, mother.. How has your courtesan been?" Her tone was deceptively sweet as her expression turned to a slight, beautifully girlish smile and her eyes tinged with a dark tone of muted laughter. Her gaze left her mother's face and focused back on the path before them. "I do miss his visits to the dens. It was such fun to watch him play with his beautiful little daughters. He cherishes them so dearly." A girlish giggle bubbled out of her throat, as demure and coy as any creature could be. After all, this was her most favorite game, and it was rare she got to play with her mother.

 

[Chi Sohma]

(( Is she juv or adol? o.O;.. I'm guessing adol. So I'mma switch my first post in a few ))

She gave a nod as the girl went to follow. Unaware of the thoughts that she had planted within her actions to get her daughter riled up. The even thought that she looked like Linje was an understatement. The cubs just..they were like him in so many ways but this one was like her.. somewhat. Thats what made it hard to make the decision to go through with the 'plan'. As she walked.. it was particularly hard.. since of course. It was her daughter and not a male that walked along side of her. It was odd.. and off for some reason. Maybe it was because.. well. The thought of 'whack'-ing her own daughter. Well. That seemed a bit much but the results will let her live better.

She had to.. she walked slowly. Using her curves as she always had.. In reality. Some of what the girl thought, was true. Nyoka was getting old and everything could fall at any moment. She kept it afloat. All of it. It must have strained her.. as she walked. She looked at her daughter with soft eyes.. maybe because she felt sorry for her. For what was GOING to happen. "My courtesan?" Probably meaning Dysi.. the thought of him made her heart ache and she had to turn her face. Almost hurt.. Giving a soft breath. "He does.. cherish them, doesn't he? Very kind being." Agreeing with her.

"He.. I believed has faired well. He..- sired- another litter it seems." Sired, was filled with regret and hurt.. did she know that she was burning a hole in her mother? By those words.. She closed her eyes for a moment to see memories of Dysi and the two girls she usually took care of. Vailea.. to be exact. Had found a way in to nyoka's heart..way more than any of her own blooded children. The sweetest thing..reminded her so much of Dysi that it hurt and she wanted to suffocate her so much.. Opening her eyes to the path. "Anyhow... Though let us talk more about.. you." Looking to the side..

And to thoughs. Eyes... that seemed like she was looking in a mirror. "I have a mission.. just for you. But of course.. no escort goes alone.." A soft sly smile.. and her tail was partially coiled.. and when it coiled.. it stopped there. Just that.. sentence was like ordering a hit. "I want you to be prepared... this will be your... first time out on a mission..I want you to be safe." And your last. Closing her eyes. It was taring her apart. This decision that she had to do.

"I need you to be prepared.. and I know that you have attracted many eyes.. but. I need focus.. and I need for you to be the best you can be. My beautiful jewel." Ears went back.. the very thought. "You are beautiful.. and this mission will.. be your definition. You will be appointed a fighter currency to protect you if anything goes wrong." The very preparations that will be her fall... Her neck rose as her head faced the crater's walls. Watching every face that came out of their den's. Then away..

"I had high hopes for you." She whispered..as she looked away and to the center. This place..this place.. was making her think things..changing her.. but it was for the best. She had to be perfect.. and these children were making her unperfect. If she didn't do something..

"But this will make you great." A soft smile.. a genuine one. One that.. was her subconscious.. telling her 'don't do it' and feeling the loss when she had her daughter right beside her. Talking to her.. and being alive.