I am flesh and I am bone.

Do you walk in the valley of kings? Do you walk in the shadow of men? Who sold their lives to a dream? Do you ponder the manner of things? In the dark? The dark, the dark, the dark

Amara grumbled as she lumbered back to her lands and scaled the sides of the Bluffs. The lands had been good to her and her own but it seemed that to some it wasn't enough. She struggled with the fact that without any real warning she lost members. For her, gaining allies wasn't as strong as of a force as members here in her pride. Members tied to the land and to her. When they leave and take their own lands that is what their focus becomes and the loyalty that had been there was now secondary. She moved to the spot that she had gathered the pride before, it had been awhile but it was time.

She stood in the middle of flat lands that were protected a little from the cold winds that often seemed to be never ending. There she called for all the members of the pride. She would need to figure out if anyone else was going to be leaving and trying for a pride. She also needed to shift around some ranks and make sure that everyone knew that their ranks needed to grow and they should be out there looking to get more members for this pride. Even with the Oasis broken up and under Ryker's control, they still needed to be ready for an attack at any moment and Amara had lost far to many trusted lionesses and lions. She let her voice travel the lands so any who might want to join would come.

OOC: Mandatory for all WB members. If anyone would like to join WB "call" from the borders first to announce.

I've got fire in my soul.

Do you walk in the meadow of spring? Do you talk to the animals? Do you hold their lives from a string? Do you ponder the manner of things? In the dark? The dark, the dark, the dark

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It was to be her first meeting in the new pride, and while it would be a lie to say that she was eager to get to see all her pridemates gathered she could say that it intrigued her. This would be her first opportunity to actually see who she was living with. Besides those she had met at the border, of course. Which had been quite a few members of the pride if she was being honest.

Arcania found her way to the meeting place and took a seat, pleased that she was for once the first to arrive. Usually she didn't have that kind of ambition. She'd be honest and say that she didn't now either, but it had just been a lovely bit of fate.

Her wounds mostly crusted over and healed, she still managed to swagger around with her usual amount of arrogance and careless attitude. Amara's call wasn't something expected, and it wasn't something... she really cared to attend. She almost brushed it off- the whole pride living, was sometimes chaffing- especially when it interrupted her naps. Yet, she stood with a dramatic sigh, from where she'd been resting under a led, tucked into an small cranny of rocks, and began leaping down towards the source of the call.

The fact that she arrived second was a shock to her, because she was in no way... that kind of ambitious. Still, as she swaggered in her approach, she paused, her head tilting as she recognized a figure that now bore the scent of Wolfbron. Approaching @Arcania ♔ , aiming to come up on her right side, she would halt- looking at her sideways with a grin. "So Cassandra , you've joined the Bluffs... still interested in our little... discussion, because my interested is... even more vested." She said with a small, but shit eating grin, before she nodded towards Amara and took a seat.

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She'd been meaning to visit ever since she learned the pride was held by one of her relatives. How close they actually were to her, she didn't know — but curiosity dragged her out of her new home anyway, lithe limbs taking her across Amaryllis. She had to stop and ask for directions several times, being new to the lands, but eventually the pungent stench of pride lands hit her nose, alerting her of her arrival to her destination. How interesting.

There was a lack of ocean scent like her new home carried, but this new scent wasn't... Unpleasant. Salmon-coloured eyes scouted the borders for a moment, noting the lack of presence. Smart enough not to entirely intrude, she instead settles herself into a sitting position on the border and lets out a chuff, loud enough to alert her presence to those gathered inside the borders. Little did she realize she'd come at the right time, during a pride gathering.

Ludivine is waiting at the borders

The call intrigued him. Arkyn had never been a pride man, never found it satisfying enough to make him join. He was a loner by nature, enjoying what he wanted to do when he wanted to do it and not having rules or restrictions held over his head. The solitary life was something he was best suited for, but as the days went by did he grow all the more curious. He knew not just any pride would hold his attention or be able to reign him. A soft pride was not one for him, although many of his relatives inhabited those that may have fallen into the category. He needed a place where he would still be able to be himself, to have the freedoms he enjoyed. But he also knew there would be stipulations, and what was the harm of just hearing them out?

The peach colored beast traveled the paths that made up the Bluffs' walkways, yellow eyes keeping alert. Muscles would tense as he padded forward, ears twisting forward and his head holding itself high. As he near the scent marker that divided pride from neutral land would he spot a spotted lioness standing in wait, a brow rising slightly as he moved closer. "Did you knock yet?" The question would be spoken in a half humorous tone, coming to stand on her right side - perhaps too close. With a shrug of his shoulders then would Arkyn release his own string of carols to announce his presence. The thunderous calls would echo here, seeming to bounce and reverberate. Once he were finished would he give a sideways glance toward the woman, lips pulling into a half grin.

arkyn is waiting at the borders

@Amara @Ludivine

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It was a long overdue meeting. The pride had diminished in size and strength and now had lost two important set of claws. While it may pave the way for Louve to make her own strides forward, it left her feeling a bit out of sorts about the way everything had unfolded. Perhaps it was Vermier she should have been most upset about losing, but really it was Gauthier's presence that was more sorely missed.

With her mind spinning she turned towards her mother's summons, but was interrupted on her way there. Not one but two calls from the border -- how inconvenient. The timing was not ideal, but she altered her path, coming to find two unfamiliar faces at the border.

"Somezing I can 'elp you with?" Switching to the more common tongue, though her accent was thick and unmistakable, as her gaze flipped from one to the other.

@Ludivine @Arkyn

Amara’s call carried easily across the stone faces that protruded from the mountain and reverberated noisily off the walls of the monolith’s den. The summons pulled him from his rest, and he gathered his massive form onto all fours with a slow but dutiful intention. A rather intense cold had plagued him the past couple of weeks, not quite incapacitating him, but pestering him enough to keep him bound to his bed unless otherwise necessary. He felt better now, thankfully, although there was still the unsettling sensation of weakness in his limbs and his voice was all rough edges when he did decide to use it. Marius arrived at the meeting in due time, all things considered, and his claret hues shifted over the few faces that had arrived – his striped brow wrinkling for a moment before he fastened his attention to the monarch. He remained standing, silent and attentive, as he waited for her words.

The call had been an expected thing, truly. With Vermier, Ryker and Gauthier's departure the pride ranks had taken a big hit. While it was good that the Bluffs gained a massive amount of allies in the face of Caladan, Andal and Obsidian, the pride was left weakened. However, what took precedence in the sly heathen's mind was the question of who will take Vermier's spot as Sovereign beside the Dieudonne Queen. There was little hope that it would be Apollinaire, although he certainly would take the opportunity should Amara deem him oh-so-worthy.

Of course, even if he didn't he had a different plan in mind. One that he'd planted the seeds to a long while ago. Louve, his little wolf, may very well ascend today - that would bring him so very close to the reigns.

His ear was still healing, and speaking of Louve - the moment he walked down the stony paths he saw her head for some strangers' call. Instead of joining her, however, he moved towards the clearing where @Amara had called. The Heiress was more than capable of dealing with the possible joinees.

He arrived at three lions in presence: @Helah, @Marius & @Arcania ♔. It was still too early to say, but those were incredibly few. Red eyes set onto the starry-pelted High Sovereign, sending a deep bow her way. Votre Majesté, Your Majesty, He moved to seat himself among the others. Louve is greeting zhwo joiners at zhe borders. That would explain the chartreux cat's absence._{BG — ART — CODE}

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She sees movement — a dark shadow cast against the rocks surrounding her. Instincts dictate a subconscious move to stiffen her muscles, salmon-coloured eyes rolling to look in the direction of the newcomer. He approaches from the same side as her — cautious, as well, not to put a toe over the stench of the pride lands. How ironic that the two of them should come to the borders together. She scoffs at his words, drawing a simpering grin across her features. She notes the close proximity, the push into her space, but she doesn't move.

She has nothing to fear.

“Indeed,” she muses back in response as he lets out his own gruff vocals, his gaze meeting hers once more once finished. “Let me guess: sightseeing?” she purrs, wicked and sassy, a glimmer of amusement in her eyes as she looks @Arkyn over. Very obviously, looks him over. Hey, she's not blind, okay?

Attention wavers as the sounds of another approaches the two of them and she looks deep into the pridelands as a stranger approaches. Bold — fearless — and reeking of the pride itself, clearly she was one of the strangers Ludivine has been waiting for. Her ears twitch atop her glorified crown as she listens to the thick accent given by the other. An accent altogether familiar, but she's not about to be hasty and jump to conclusions. Still, she takes a chance.

“Bonjour,” she greets the other, French rolling easily from her serpentine tongue. “Days ago I met someone from your pride that informed me a Dieudonné rules here. I decided to drop by and pay you a visit—” her gaze rolls to Arkyn for a moment before it returns to @Louve ♔ once more— “pay my family a visit.” A quirk of her lips, a grin.

“Ludivine Dieudonné,” she introduces herself.

"Something like that." He could feel her eyes roving over him, the beast enjoying the attention a member of the opposite sex willed herself to give - even if it was just for mere observance. Arkyn was not the type to feel shy or self conscious, and so would he straighten himself out to stand a little taller, the roll of his shoulders giving way for his muscles to flex and move underneath taut peach fur. His ears would prick forward as they soon caught sounds of paw steps coming nearer to the duo, his eyes now staring rather intensely in the direction that they sounded from. A lioness would soon make her appearance, her tattered ear the first thing the Viking noticed, as well as the thick scent of Wolfbron clinging to her fur, something he found obvious since she were coming from deep within their territory. The scar upon her face would be the next thing he focused on, bringing a subtle smirk to his lips. So it looked like their newfound company enjoyed the taste of combat just like himself.

Arkyn would remain silent as they were greeted, taking in the thick accent the lioness spoke in. Although he had heard it around here and there he wasn't able to pinpoint exactly what it was, but he also wasn't curious enough to really care to ask. Before he could answer would the stranger next to him begin to speak, stating why she were here as well as introducing herself. Ah, so she were looking for family, and not just any family, either. Dieudonné was not an unknown name to him; he had heard rumbles about them but like mostly everything else he did not care enough to find out more. As @Ludivine became silent would yellow eyes flicker between she and the Bluffs woman, waiting a moment before he himself began to state his intentions.

"Arkyn Brynmawr, and I just love the view so had to see it closer for myself." A jest of what Ludivine had mentioned about him previously. He wasn't sure how the lioness would take to his antics but he knew he should at least tell the real reason why he were here. "I heard the call I'm assuming your leader made and wanted to get information about Wolfbron and to see if it's a pride I could see myself living in." Whiskers twitched as he focused on the stranger before him, eyes never faltering from her face as he waited. He wasn't going to abandon his rich solitary life for a pride that was subpar in his mind.

@Louve ♔

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