I trust only in myself.

Night time // Warm // clear skies // CC borders. // @Sahir but others are free to come! The bight was all clear, cloud free. The moon high, stars crowning the dark heavens, shinning bright, bathing the beaches and sands in their light. Warmth filled the air, but not to a unbearable level, subtle instead. Such a great ambient for the nocturnal lion. Who's day really began at dusk, when the sun began to sink. With the night so young, he had plenty of time to enjoy the time he had to be freed from the isolation he put himself into during the hottest hours of the day. His albinism kept him locked, away from it. His dark trip brought him near the Cove's borders, borders he knew pretty well. He'd lived here when he was a young cub and beyond, from all of the prides around this had been the only one he could call home. The only one he had even come to live. Time was a power to recognize, he guessed no one he knew might be in these sands. He havent visited after the avalanche that drove them away. A lot of memories flooded his thoughts as he walked nearby, but not quite close to disrespect the limits. Just passing by, taking the time to just observe.

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Having been out on a night patrol, Sahir was just waiting to come across the scent of a visitor – be they friendly or otherwise. The large lion surged to action as soon as he picked up the scent of rogue and veered in the direction of the scent until a stark white figure came into view, earning a warning chuff from him.

"These are marked borders," he warned with a watchful gaze, testing to see how the stranger might respond to gauge what kind of encounter this was to be. He had yet to need to use force to drive anyone away from the cove since his initial takeover, but such ease could not last forever.

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Ashtoret had been out this evening collecting things for her new abode. Tucked along the rock face, a small cavern was unclaimed until her paws set foot within. Slowly, surely, she has put together pieces to make it feel more like home. Rocks, dried seaweed, bones--much has to be gathered for her meticulous work. This night Ash was looking for salt moss that grew along the rocks, hoping to find a decent clump to carry back when the scent of another kissed her nose. She is not one to wander the borders often, nor does she make it a habit to patrol on high alert. The lioness is not the strongest, nor the largest, and prefers observation before action. It is out of curiosity that she turns her thoughts to just that, but finds she is not the only one whose come looking for the smell's source.

Sahir has beat her to it, but Ash does not let it offend her. These are his lands, his pride. If anyone needed to make their presence known it was him. For now, she walks near silent along the damp rocks, before deciding to lay apathetically on a small outcrop behind her king and to the left, watching with her intense blue gaze. A chuff of cut off laughter comes from her throat. "I wonder how many understand that concept, my king" she offers in her usual raspy voice. The intruder is a strange one. He is pale as the moonlight, a ghost in the darkness. Ashtoret is intrigued, lost for but a moment in his form. "Pray tell, stranger, what brings you to these borders this night?" a flick of her tail, a devious smile on her lips.

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I trust only in myself.

Tags// @Sahir and @Ashtoret He sniffed, he explored the surroundings of the lines that separated the Cove with the rest of Amaryliss and while he wasn't trespassing nor he would ever do that without reason, he knew not all would see that, and soon enough he saw first a man going towards him, not before sending a vocal warning of it being marked lines. He stopped his tracks, still with a calm expression, looking at the male in question. I am aware of that Sir. That was why he was in his side of the line at all, he was respectfully far from the borders so he guessed he would be alright or he hopped so. But as he was about to speak further, another lion came to their side. A woman. He let the comment slid, as he didnt see it as a direct offense to himself, knowing he wasn't ignoring the limits ahead. Just a walk along the stars, He answered as honest as he always was. His mothers taught him well. This used to be my home a long time ago. I havent been here since i was a cub." He shared, feeling the wish to return but not quite finding the words nor a way to do so now that everyone he knew would be gone by now or that he thought. My name is Sanson Khaulani. He said politely. How shall I call you both?

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"I wonder how many understand that concept, my king," came a familiar voice behind him, earning only a flick of Sahir's ear as he maintained his gaze upon the stranger. Ashtoret's presence was welcome, even if it did give him greater motivation to show strength with an audience.

"They will come to," he answered calmly, noting the casual stance of the lion even as he was being interrogated. The white beast explained that he was only on a walk near his former home, and introduced himself as 'Sanson Khulani'. The name meant little to Sahir, beyond proving that he was polite.

"I am Sahir al-Najma, king of this place," he returned the formality with a subtle nod of his head. "Do you understand the stars, Sanson?" Sahir questioned with a quirked brow, his yellow stare unwavering.

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//Sorry for the skip! Wanted to have this going! Feel free to hope back @Naki ! He sat down on the spot, feeling more comfortable in such than standing up. Eyes traveled from the king to the lioness. Taking on expressions or anything he should be aware of. But so far none showed anything, which was fine. His own reflected serenity, shoulders relaxed and his mane moved along the night breeze. Well met @Sahir Najma. He nodded in response, polite . He was with anyone regardless of ranks. It could be a long or a rouge and yet he never mistreated them. Fairness was something taught by his adoptive mother as he grew. They are my partners. My company. I see them as my saviors as I am safer under their watch. Sun light it's harmful for me. He explained just to make sure no misunderstandings came between. I would like to return if you'll have me. I am both a defender and a fighter. I can also hunt and do more for you. Including but not limited to fight for you and yours. He wanted a place but he knew well not to wait for it to come without efforts on his part.

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Ash zoned out when the talking really got going. It was all grand standing, political in her opinion. What she really had hoped to see was the so-called king in action, to watch him exert his own will over the lands that carried his scent on the wind like fine incense. It became glaringly obvious this wouldn't happen, and so her mind wandered for just a moment.

But when it came back, Ashtoret found her feet. With all the grace given to their kind she moved like water over smooth stone. A shadow and an echo, before dropping down beside Sahir. Her striking gaze looked the pale beast up and down, as if sizing up a meal. "You claim they are your companions, yet how do we know this to be true? For all we know, Sanson, you could be lying" she smirked, a single canine poking out from dark colored gums "Blood does not lie--if you mind?" her paw extends, claws out and waits. She is patient in waiting for an answer--a simple pinprick is all she would need, only just a taste. Her foremothers always said a liars blood was bitter, poisoned by the actions of the soul. "Worry not, stranger, it will not hurt....much"

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"They are my partners. My company. I see them as my saviors as I am safer under their watch. Sunlight it's harmful for me." The other lion explained, and perhaps this was the moment that Sahir relaxed somewhat. He considered that, if this lion understood the sentience of stars, he might fit in nicely amongst their ranks.

"Very good," he praised with a decisive nod. He might have accepted him right then, if Ashtoret did not chime in with her own concerns as she sidled up next to him. "Blood does not lie--if you mind?" She instructed, and Sahir watched Sanson with a quirked brow, curious to see if he would deny her outright.

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He was liking the king and not any less the lioness on his company, he sensed this place might be a good investment of his time and skills. A new page, a new life. New yet intriguing lions to meet and serve. But before that one more test to endure, one of blood. He didnt have a deep interest in blood telling or mystical affairs but he was willing to offer the woman the chance to try, to make her happy. "Do what you must, my blood its yours to test as you see fit." He said while he now wiated patiently for what she might do. Afraid wasnt the word, but curious instead. // @Sahir @Ashtoret

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He angled his nose up slightly, intrigued at the lion's acceptance of such a price. It seemed that Ashtoret had not been serious about the claim, and so Sahir let out a breathy cackle in response, gathering himself in a way that made clear he was about to leave.

"No need. Come – join us now," he instructed with a wave of his paw. It was clear that this lion would not snub their practices there, and so Sahir saw him as fitting as any to join the pride. Waiting only a moment for the pale lion's acceptance, Sahir turned to lead the pair of lions deeper within their borders.

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