The fog that had covered the land had lifted, and Jewel found herself drawn into the heart of the lands beyond. The ebony lioness shifted, her lips twisting upwards into a smile as she roused her children. "It's time to go.. There's more to explore!" She hoped that those words would draw them from their den with a little more haste than normal. "Bright heart.. don't forget your shell, darling." She wouldn't want him to lose something he took such joy in. If he grew tired of carrying it, then Jewel would simply do the toting for him. Moving deeper into the newly discovered territories, the ebon lioness gave a soft inhale and exhale as she searched for the scent of something. Something that drew her in. "Keep close, my darlings..We don't want to get separated before we find our home, now do we?" Bearing in mind that they were now used to the rustle of sand and the way it gave beneath their feet, Jewel continued towards the right once they entered the new territories. It didn't take long until she realized that where they were.. would be perfect. She paused a few moments, doing another quick head count of the cubs before giving them a bright smile. "What do you think starlights? Would this do?" The expanse of soft sandy beaches, bright, sparkling water and multiple stands of trees with the occasional caves called to her. Jewel inhaled the scent of the wind and could smell different prey animals as well as the scent of fresh water from.. somewhere. It would do, she supposed, and she knew that her children would have some safety here in exploring, though the unknown dangers that lurked the cove waters was a tad on the worrisome side. Jewel took a few running steps before she threw herself up upon a stand of boulders, lungs inhaling and filling before from her maw burst a roar so deafening it scattered a few of the birds in the trees. Before someone came to claim this land, she would call forth and lay claim to this realm. "Jewel is CLAIMING Caladan Cove!"

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He had noticed the fog had lifted. Had seen the lands open up and he took that chance. Drakon had rested enough and he wasn't hurting anymore - for now - so he took the advantage. Drakon knew where he wanted to go. Knew what he must do to bring back the light to his wife's emerald jewels. The one thing he knew though - and knew that it wouldn't make up for the lost of their daughters - was that she loved the ocean. It had been one of the many reasons - though the main reason - why he hadn't left the coast and gone back to the plateau like he had planned to do at the beginning. So he headed for the sound of waves. To the smell of the salt hitting his nostrils. It would be there that he would find what he was looking for.

Granted what he came to was not the sight of the ocean but close enough. Fiery jewels looked around taking in the environment, ears twitching at the deafening roar that called out a claim. Ears flattening on his head as he made his way towards the voice and scent. He knew that scent. If only briefly but he knew it. Granted he didn't know her much, other than she was just as black as the inky in the sky. But she was here, and Drakon could see her perched on a rock like she already owned this place.

Slowly, Drakon moved out into the opened area, feeling the change in the ground as it went from hard to soft in some spots. "Plan to to fight for what you seek or stand there and assume the crown is yours?" He would pose the challenge. Ears fell into his mane once more as he growled at her. He smelled cubs, but paid no mind to them as his sole focus was on her. But he wouldn't hurt her children he wasn't like that. However, claws slipped out as he waited for her answer.

Drakon vs. Jewel
For CC
Round 0 out of 5

A beast would arrive, one that was familiar and the ebon female moved from her perch, shifting so that her defenses were more easily aligned. The lioness was no stranger to battle, nor was she a stranger to the desires of others. Jewel shifted, her head lowering, her tails twisting near her haunches as she sized up her would be opponent. "I certainly have no problems fighting for what is mine." Ears were folded against her skull, her jaws slackened with the snarl that trickled from her lips. "If you stand down, you would be given a high rank in the pride.. I have no quarrels with you - only to make a safe haven for my family." Cerulean eyes darted to where her children gathered safely out of the way before she narrowed them upon her opponent. She would not be simply standing down and allowing him to bully her out of what was hers. She had staked her claim first.. therefore - it belonged to her and he would have to take it from her by force if that was his true desire. His wish. Jewel truly didn't want to get injured to the point that she would be unable to protect her children - but she would do so if it meant securing them a home. "Jewel" -vs- "Drakon" -for- "Caladan Cove" -round- "0" -of- "5" ""

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Finally, the island continent had opened to them; the fog receding back from its protective barrier around Maua’s lands. Marius considered the changed landscape from a distance, his dark gaze glittering in the sunlight before he made his way forward. He knew too much about the sandbar than he had ever thought he would, and it felt good to finally set his paws on this solid, unknown land. A shiver of excitement rippled over his skin, and his mouth twitched in an almost-grin as the sound of a claim echoed across this newfound world. That was fast. The voice had a cadence of familiarity that encouraged Marius to seek it out, and his paws lead him to a cove nestled against the sea. Even though the Pastor had his fill of the sand and ocean, he could not deny that this was a picturesque location and therefore, as he drew closer to the woman he now recognized and a man he did not, he could understand their enthusiasm to stake it as their own. As of yet, the would be king or queen seemed undecided, but Marius recognized the importance of knowing who might come out on top. For now, the colossal lion stood a good distance from both of them, making it clear he was only interested in the politics of their dispute. ooc | marius is observing

She came off of her perch and gladly stated that she wouldn't just walk away from something that was hers. A smirk formed on Drakon's inky lips as he would watch her closely, rolling his shoulders forwards in the process of it all. "That is a very generous offering but you're not the only one looking to secure a place for their family, and sadly; I don't back down from fights." He didn't. His back end was proof. He could have easily tried to escape but then he would've been labeled a coward; much like he had labeled Sarthak when he attacked him. The sting in his mind was there when Sarthak had bit into his ass but it didn't sting much anymore.

So this would be settled the old fashion way and Drakon had no problem doing that. A growl formed as he would dig his claws into soft and hard ground before thrusting himself in her direction. She was large, much like him but smaller as well. Only by a couple of inches and a few pounds. So, Drakon would aim to move over towards his own left so that his could attempt to push the right part of his chest/shoulder bone into the right side of her chest/shoulder. Knowing full well what the affects would be if he were to succeed but that didn't matter. Especially when he would also attempt to lift his head up and twist his muzzle towards the right side of her neck (closer towards the shoulder blades) and attempt to grab a hold of her with canines that were ready to sink into flesh.

His tail ticked at his heels, keeping him balanced when he wasn't moving or when he was moving. Legs were bent slightly at the joints to hold his massive weight as well as his claws digging into the ground firmly. Ears hidden in his mane as he was ready for anything; this time.

Drakon vs. Jewel
For CC
Round 1 out of 5

parts of the fog had lifted, and the lions had moved in droves, eager to see what awaited them beyond the stony gates. ambrosine is not far, distrusting, yet undeniably curious, of what these new lands might bring. one thing that she did know for certain, however, was that vacancy and opportunity spurred ambition — and so, she was hardly surprised to hear a summons, a claim, cascade across the open air. and let the games begin!

the parisian moves purposefully, somewhat eagerly, towards the coast line, ears perched atop her crown and amethystine gaze alight with musing humour.

upon arrival, she looks first to the ebony brute that she had met a few days prior, before turning her gaze and settling it upon the would-be challengers — the first, the familiar shape of drakon, and the second that huntress from their little scrap. velveteen lips curl, amused, before ambrosine opted for a spot closer to drakon’s corner, curious to watch it unfold.

DARK FOREST WOMAN; Genya still remembers Drakon's words. About how he wanted an area where there is an ocean for his wife. So it's not surprising that he's challenging for this pride, where a magnificent view of the ocean is right on the edge of the beach. And it reminds her of her old kingdom as well. With its sandy beach and cries of the sea birds. At the same time, it's different, and so so foreign to her. She watches, sitting just a few feet away from Ambrosine, hoping that whoever wins will at least take care of this land. Genya has grown soft, she realizes, soft for many things including places.

He had somehow made it across. The water had allowed him passage but he still had the same unerring distrust for the water. And he doubted the water had finished with him just yet. But it wasn't like they could live on the sand bar. There wasn't good enough there to make certain that his children would be fed. He wasn't a great hunter but made en ever worse fisherman.

Of course a claim was already ringing out. He really shouldn't be surprised. Everyone had made the exodus here and so they would wish to go on and establish themselves and make their names known. Caligula still couldn't understand why everyone couldn't live in peace. Why did there need to be fighting in the first place?

He made his way to the claim, curiosity drawing him in. And of course it had to be near the water. Another coastal pride, and of course Drakon would be a challenger. Sarthak wouldn't be happy.

The maneless male sat well away from the water, staying where the coast met up with the rest of the land mass. He didn't care to fight, only to know whom would win and what this place would be called. Information was still just as important to him.

She was unsurprised when he charged, but the lioness was ready. Her claws had sunk deep into the sandy ground, and she knew that unlike many on this inhospitable land.. She was already used to coursing across these sands. Jewel was used to the shift of the grains beneath her weight.. She had fought and bled upon the sands once already. Ears tacked themselves to her skull before they were easy targets, her gaze narrowed upon her opponent, only hoping that her children would remain safe and out of harms way for the duration of this. Jewel also hoped that Jyzara would come and help to corral them. She trusted the pale female.. Certainly more than she trusted this lion who would see her safety ripped from beneath her. He slammed his right shoulder into her chest and she felt the bruise blossom instantly, the impact shoving her backwards a half step. Hind limbs tightened, bracing against the strain as her toes spread, the webbing capturing the grains and helping to arrest her momentum. She attempted to send her right front paw forward in an attempt to hook it behind his right front leg at the ankle. Given their position, his shoulder into her chest, his leg might be easily reachable. She attempted to hook her dagger like claws into the back of his leg in an attempt to sink deep into tendon and muscle. His jaws would close upon the flesh of her nape, where her hide was loose and limber, slicing into the skin and fatty tissue, but avoiding the taught muscle layer beneath. With a snarl, Jewel attempted to shove her head downwards so that she could try to snap her fangs closed on his front right limb. She would attempt to close her jaws around the joint just above his ankle. Shoulders remained rolled forwards, her body adjusting as they pushed against one another. Jewel used her inches in height difference as its own manner of defence where she would hope to be harder to hit. "Jewel" -vs- "Drakon" -for- "Caladan Cove" -round- "1" -of- "5" Hits: Rolling 5d20: 13 + 7 + 8 + 6 + 15 Dodges: Rolling 3d20: 7 + 10 + 17 ""

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As soon as Feather begun to delve deeper into the island wishing to explore it should have been little surprise that someone had found territory worthy of claiming. It made sense if you had a family to create a safe space for them to live without rogues stealing resources and food from their land. While she had no intentions of joining a pride at this time the maned druid would begin to head towards the cove that she had been close too anyway. Upon arrival there was a small gathering but the two that stole the stage caught her immediate attention. The lioness named Jewel she had seen before on the shores of the borderlands but the lion was unknown to her. Biting a little at her lip she was concerned for them both. Feather did not see much point in fighting not when they could come to an agreement. They were after all risking their health and if they were the main providers for their kin then that could be a costly mistake.. was it worth fighting when the two could simply join together? Quietly Feather moved over toward Marius sitting not far off his right side, only a small nod given to the unknown lion to show she meant no ill feelings. Infact she barely paid him anymore attention as she went straight back to watching the fight. Sticking aroun because if one did get injured maybe she could offer her advice or asistence.