[PRP] Strength meets Strength (Tassul & Rior)

[Velveteen Angel]

Rior stepped carefully, careful not the disrupt the field of flowers that he strolled through. He was a big lion, big paws and big muscles and big stature, but he was able to be careful. One of his closest friends had had a litter of cubs, and he had had to learn quickly how to control his strengths as he trained them. He was never afraid of his strength now. He could control it. He could be brutal if he wanted to be, or as gentle as a feather.

Now his friend's cubs were adults, and they were strong warriors now. He was proud.

He was travelling again, not necessarily looking for new apprentices but certainly aware that if it happened, he wouldn't turn it down. He enjoyed training new people. It was...a fascinating job to have, and he was still able to travel as far as his paws itched and told him to walk.

magnadearel

I'm really not getting on AIM much, so I figured guild would work better for these guys c:

 

[magnadearel]

Velveteen Angel

She was having a difficult time again. It seemed she was destined to continually run across the most stupidest of felines. Every male so far had just rubbed her the wrong way. No wonder so many lionesses of her pride claimed males were the ban of a female's existence. Tassul sighed deeply and blew her tuft of fur out of her eyes.

She'd come across a field of beautiful flowers. They were really quite soothing after the stuff she'd put up with. Sitting beside a small brook made it quite relaxing. A bright white object moving among the colorful flowers brought her attention back to the present. She'd narrowed her eyes to make out the shape of a lion. Great just what she needed. Tassul found herself sorely tempted to pass this one by. She just needed some time to herself, but she'd swore to check every male lion she found.