So far, there was no luck in finding her twins or anyone familiar and it was driving her up the wall. So, Morana had left where she was staying and began to explore the area that was nearby. And what she found was something that reminded her greatly of what something from her past and for a moment, Morana stood at the top of it and looked down at the Pit. It smelled of iron mixed with the different scents of all the different prides or lions that had been within it's walls. Violet jewels looked around and found the opening in which she could carefully pick her way down and into the center of the arena. When was the last time she was in a place like this?
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With the last of the rainfall seeming to have swept across the peninsula, summer days await! The days are warm, though comfortable, and peeter off into more mild evenings while the humidity remains low. It is the perfect inbetween until things transition towards more sweltering temperatures, so best enjoy it while it is here.
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11-07-2021, 04:30 PM
Morana
So far, there was no luck in finding her twins or anyone familiar and it was driving her up the wall. So, Morana had left where she was staying and began to explore the area that was nearby. And what she found was something that reminded her greatly of what something from her past and for a moment, Morana stood at the top of it and looked down at the Pit. It smelled of iron mixed with the different scents of all the different prides or lions that had been within it's walls. Violet jewels looked around and found the opening in which she could carefully pick her way down and into the center of the arena. When was the last time she was in a place like this?
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11-10-2021, 08:54 AM
Fortune intended to tread every step of these lands, to learn every inch of it and know every scent. He was not a tactician by nature, but he did not like to lose the advantage to another, besides if he knew everywhere one could go then no-one could ever hide from him - and that was an important advantage.
It was a combination of simple chance and the scent of battles long finished that brought him here, a pit cut into the heart of the land where deadly bouts took place. Poetic really.
Stretching his powerful muscles the beast stood on the precipice of the pit, staring down into its gaping maw. Certain areas looked as though they were difficult to traverse, a wounded lion would likely die down there unable to climb back out. He wondered how many had suffered that fate and if he would ever have the chance to see it - of course he'd have eagerly gone down to their aid, if only to put them out of their misery.
The pale lion licked his lips hungrily at the thought, tender flesh made rich by the adrenaline pumping through their system. There was nothing quite so exquisite.
Lost in his thoughts Fortune almost missed the dark woman also she too studied the Pit. "Bonjour mademoiselle." His head dipped slightly in greeting, flaming eyes taking in her features - she was bigger than him, a little heavier and slightly taller but nothing to write home about. "You have been called by the stale stench of battle, non?"
@Morana
It was a combination of simple chance and the scent of battles long finished that brought him here, a pit cut into the heart of the land where deadly bouts took place. Poetic really.
Stretching his powerful muscles the beast stood on the precipice of the pit, staring down into its gaping maw. Certain areas looked as though they were difficult to traverse, a wounded lion would likely die down there unable to climb back out. He wondered how many had suffered that fate and if he would ever have the chance to see it - of course he'd have eagerly gone down to their aid, if only to put them out of their misery.
The pale lion licked his lips hungrily at the thought, tender flesh made rich by the adrenaline pumping through their system. There was nothing quite so exquisite.
Lost in his thoughts Fortune almost missed the dark woman also she too studied the Pit. "Bonjour mademoiselle." His head dipped slightly in greeting, flaming eyes taking in her features - she was bigger than him, a little heavier and slightly taller but nothing to write home about. "You have been called by the stale stench of battle, non?"
@Morana
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11-10-2021, 09:54 PM
Morana
Ears twisted as she began to hear another coming causing her violet jewels to look up from the path she had taken down to the center of it all. Violet jewel landing on the pale lion as he made his way down towards her. Even finding words to speak towards her and though his guessing was not entirely wrong it was not what had brought her here to begin with. Yes and no. She would state. She turned to face him and would watch him closely. She was in an unfamiliar land with strangers she didn't know, Morana was cautious about everything these days.
@Fortune
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