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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 8:10 pm
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Their numbers were increasing with everyday, Majanga thought as he walked to the spot where he held his meetings. This was the spot he had requested his grandson to meet him at. It was no surprise that he was hard on Izrail's cubs. He expected them to accomplish great things, even if they weren't pure lions. Unlike Izrail, he kept a close eye on the growing cubs, guiding them as they grew. He did not want another weakling in his family.
Despite being mostly useless, Izrail did prove his loyalty. The murder of the outsider Mazal was not an easy feet for such a fragile lion like Izrail. But he managed to do it and still make it look like it was natural.
Her cubs were now under his control.
With the rise of the apprentices, he would need more pride members. He needed young ones who he could help shape into perfect soldiers, who he could use to bring the jedi to their knees. His grandson Jaacyn would be the right sith to do the task. It was the purpose of the meeting, where they could speak privately. He didn't want the older pride members knowing just yet.
From the meeting spot, he could see most of the pride. The area was rocky, with the jungles a ways away. He stared at the jungles that led to the jedi land. Soon he would reclaim the land for the sith, returning balance to the land.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2014 4:06 pm
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The only amount of pressure that was put on Jaaiscyn's shoulders was what he asked for. There was no power over him in which he did not permit (accept for hormones occasionally). The young Sith Apprentice was trying to become the master of his own universe, only then would he (personally) be able to succeed in taking down the Jedi's. Much to his delight, Grandfather was taking notice to his efforts. Jaai knew he had big paw prints to fill; but he was striving to exceed those expectations. The hybrid couldn't seem to rambunctious or willing to please, such attributes were a sign of weakness.
Still, there was no way he was going to leave Majanga waiting for him. As he noticed it was getting close to the meeting time, Jaai sped up jumping from rock to rock to reach the top. It was a game he was certainly glad that he played as a cub now in his adolescence.
As he reached the top, he spotted his great, red, grandfather and approached him with a little haste as he caught his breath silently. He bowed his head in respect and sat before the Sith Lord.
"Greetings, Grandfather." Came out casually structured as if it had been practiced in the reflection of pond for hours... Or something ...
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 11:41 am
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It was rare for one of the sith to disagree with him on a mission. His eyes narrowed and his face showed his anger. “I am disappointed in you Jaaicyn. Perhaps you are not ready for this mission. Even your dimwitted father can follow instructions better then you can.” He said, with an eerily calm tone. “When I think you are ready I will give you a mission where you go alone. As it stands, you are just proving to me that you are not ready to go alone.”
He did not need his sith to disagree with him. Right now he needed soldiers who would do what he said with out question. He never thought his grandson would be one that he would have to discipline for disagreeing with him .
“You will go on the mission with Serael and your mission will be a success.” He said as he got up. “Because if you cannot complete the mission with Serael, I will have you torn to pieces and have you fed to the vultures.” Anyone who could not follow simple orders did not deserve to be apart of the pride.
Serael was late for her meeting with Lord Majanga. She was terrible at being on time. To be fair, she was busy studying and lost track of time. When she reached the meeting spot, her red eyes latched onto the hybrid. She had never seen him before, but she recognized him as one of Majanga's grandcubs. There were very few sith that she knew, only the ones Lord Majanga allowed her and her siblings to see.
He looked to be around her age. She approached them quietly, not wanting to interrupt Lord Majanga. When she was close enough, she bowed her head at Majanga, then at the hybrid. “My apologize Lord Majanga for being late.”
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2014 12:51 pm
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