Levana had returned just as Isla and Mirime we're speaking, she sat off to.the side, still settled near the girl, eyeing the crowd, ready to step in if necessary if anyone tried to tea her meal away. The Firnen queen nodded to Aideen, "I was a bluffs lioness before I became queen. " She spoke gently, watching the excited girl, "My cubs are still young but they are playful little babes. They wouldn't mind having another cub to romp with."

@Mirime would turn toward her again and Levana would give her a gentle smile, showing her that we had her attention, hearing the girls words, she would give a small chuckle, "You can have all the food you want." She offered up, ears swiveling to listen if anyone had any disagreements.

The wildcat stays where she is standing, body still tense and eyes ever watchful. She sees the Rainforest woman slip away after saying something about staying to watch over Mirime, irritation beginning to slowly rise within her. The Vermedan seems to be answering a question Isla can only assume the young girl had asked, mentioning cubs and their colors. But it wouldn't be until the Bluffs girl began to speak that she felt the fur start to rise along her shoulders and neck once more; was this really how they baited others to join them?

A flick of an ear and attention is back upon her cousin, but before she could speak again the Firnen lioness had reappeared, this time holding prey between her jaws and dropping it next to the girl. Isla'a eyes narrow on her, whiskers twitching, eyes now shifting back down toward @Mirime. She had kept an ear on what the young girl was saying in return to the answers she were given, including informing her that Fernweh was now living in Scilla and she wasn't going to stay regardless if her mother had won it or not. But what she had said last was what seemed to be that last straw to break her back. "She will be leaving with me." It is not a threat for Isla was not afraid of any of the women here, and with the Brook being one of the three present the Heiress knew she wouldn't find any qualms from her.

"You will come back to Illyria and thrive under your great aunt Morrigan's rule. She and Talisa will be thrilled to see you." A sweep of her tail and another move in an attempt to try to usher Mirime away and begin the journey back to the snowcapped mountain. A distinct silent remark glinted in her mismatched gaze at the other two, as if telling them to try to pluck her kin away from her. Isla knew she still very much loathed the girl's mother, but it was not the children she was trying to banish - and this could be a step forward in righting that wrong.

@Levana @Aideen @Analía

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While it seemed that @Mirime had chosen @Levana as the place that she wanted to go, provided she was going to be handed meal after meal, it didn't seem like that was going to happen. That @Isla ♔ was not going to let this young girl go anywhere other than the Summit. Seeing as Analia had no idea what was going on and the depth of the situation that radiating off of the grey lioness, the worrisome royalty did not wish to be involved. If anything, she was simply a statue among the other women and hoped that neither @Aideen nor Levana would make this any harder than it had to be. But she did want to stick around to see what happened and to make sure that the red-coated girl didn't find trouble.

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Well, thus far- this didn't seem to be working in Aideen's favor. When the younger cub spoke, the implication evident that she wanted to see Louve's prowess. "Well, you can come to the Bluffs and meet her and see. I can show you some cool moves in the meantime." She said. "Louve's too cool to just come whenever she's summoned. She's a Queen." She said, matter of fact and frank. "Maybe your dad wasn't strong enough. Amara, or High Sovereign has never lost a challenge." She said, just as flat and simply as anything else she said- not caring if it hurt her feelings.

When the gray lioness spoke, and seemed to try to move to sweep the cub towards her- Aideen's focus fixated on @Isla ♔. "Maybe she don't wanna go with you. You can't just tell others what to do, like a bossy paw." She said, straightening and stepping towards her.

"She came here, she's old enough to decide!" She said firmly- claws kneading the earth.

@Mirime @Isla ♔ @Levana @Analía

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Now more cubs—and endless amounts of food were more than enough to stir a giddiness out of the cub. A broad smile unfurled across her lips, paws dancing delightfully at the prospect of finally being able to rest and relax, and though it were not the Summit she'd grown up to know, she was certain she could start fresh successfully, to accomplish the very thing she said she didn't want. Perhaps all Miri wanted was to choose. For all her life, her fate had always been decided for her. Now, that part of her aching for independence also wanted a little slice of pettiness, to change her mind at the turn of the wind simply because she could.

As she opens her mouth to accept @Levana's proposition, @Isla ♔ suddenly cuts in, causing the rosy cub to turn her attention toward her cousin. Lips purse thoughtfully, though the downward turn of them cemented into a visible frown. Though all she had wanted was to return to the Summit, Mirime would not let herself be forced into it. Isla was her one-way ticket back to all she had ever known, but being told she would live under Morrigan and Talisa once more was suddenly not something she decided, and the appeal of the snow-capped peaks and endless billows of snow suddenly seemed far less appealing. Go away! she hissed, her fluffy, cub-like fur puffing up in all the right places, making her appear twice as big. Even as Isla attempted to usher her away, Miri did her best to scramble back toward the comforting presence of Levana, and even @Aideen and @Analía. This lady is my mama now. She won't kick me out, and she'll feed me alllllll I want. No more 'Miri, stop gorging yourself on the cache' or 'Miri, you're gonna throw up if you eat that much'!

No more Mirime, your father is a traitor, and you'll never feel welcome here again.

Though the latter was more passive (clearly because of the alliance between Vermeda and Illyria, though Miri was too young to make that connection), the former was quick to come to her defense, much to Miri's delight. Yeah! I get to decide! she echoes the yearling's sentiments, kitten claws outstretching from her paws and digging into the soft, sandy earth. You can take your mountain and shove it—up your butt!

Where did you learn that one, Mirime?

It was clear who Mirime wanted, and what she did not want, the fact that Isla was trying to forcefully usher the yearling away did not sit right with Levana, she watched as the girl scrambled back to her and Levana placed a caring, but protective paw around the girl, tucking her gently against her while fixing her gaze upon Isla. "I do not wish for a fight, but forcing a young girl who has vehemently voiced her displeasure with leaving with you, that is still kidnapping, no matter if you're blood or not."

The Firnen Queen looked down at the girl again, "Mirime, how old are you?" She asks gently with soft words, eyes flicking up to look at the other lioness's around, "You have the right to decide, and we all should respect your decision. "

Truthfully she didn't want a fight, she was probably less experienced, but to forcefully steal an unwilling cub seemed rather wrong, if not hypocritical of the Illyrian heiress.

Patience was slowly ebbing away from Isla, words of defiance spewing from @Mirime. She ignored the Bluffs girl completely, not wasting her time on her even when she takes a step toward the warforged woman. An ear flicks in irritation as mismatched eyes watched her cousin, swallowing a deep pitted hiss that threatened to release - only for a deep sounding growl to rumble instead. "Get your fucking paw off of my cousin." Lips curled into a silent snarl, the wildcat's body growing rigid. Fur bristles and she takes a step toward the Firnen woman, tail lashing out behind her while narrowed eyes never stray from the woman's face; if she were able to burn a whole through the bitch's skull she probably would have.

"Mirime, you will come back to Illyria. From there, you can speak to Morrigan and then decide where you want to go." It was taking everything within the her to restrain herself from barreling directly into the woman, not wanting to injure her kin. She were about to mention how she was sure Fernweh wouldn't take too kind to her daughter finding solace in another woman, as well as calling her mom, but the words are swallowed and instead a sharp snap of teeth sounds in the warming air.

She was fighting back such a primal and feral part of her and she wasn't sure how much longer she could keep it at bay, the Heiress wanting nothing more than to wrap her jaws around the woman's throat.

This is your final warning.

@Aideen @Analía @Levana

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There was no doubt in her mind now that she was hella conflicted. Mind wrapping quickly around itself, strangling any bit of information or words that could derail this terrible, terrible outcome. @Isla ♔ was demanding, that much she knew, and it frightened her. Ana wanted @Mirime to go where she wanted to go but at the same time, she couldn't exactly interfere with an ally. How the fuck would her mother handle this? Probably do what Isla was doing, actually... hm. At least, that seemed like what her mother would do if a child under one year was out here. Want to see that cub go somewhere that they could be protected for a little bit longer.

When it came down to it, she knew that she was going to have to support the Summit woman here. Perhaps not vocally, for her strength and courage in that part had not caught up with her quite yet. Though, she did wonder briefly what her red-furred sister would do. Obviously Eisa would fight but which side would her sister pick? Either way, she vouched to stay silent for now and mentally preparing herself to put herself in a position that she really didn't want to be in.

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It was hard to say why he didn't come here as often.

Perhaps it was the numbers of cubs he had fighting for his attention all the time - or the increasing number of trespassers he had to work to keep at bay. Regardless, he'd not visited here recently and thus he found his paws trailing him to the passage; bored, and searching for something out of his normal to do.

The scent of @Levana had first trailed to his nose, curious. Many more began to intertwine. Wolfbron, Vermeda, Rogue and... Illyria. What a party!

He wouldn't dare to miss it much longer, his entrance late - ears swiveling as he begins to catch words thrown out in the air as he moves in closer. A yearling seemed to be what caused the gathering, her voice echoing with a statement that she got to chose. Along with a mountain being shoved up a butt somewhere - a chuckle rousing out of him as he finally begins to spot them. He is silent at first, coming along to @Levana 's side, observant while he stands next to an ally of his pride. She vouched for her right to chose, and while they talked about all of that he found his gaze landing on @Analia .

Oh, how he wished to cause her drama. He hadn't been able to taunt Vermeda as much as he'd like with things becoming so busy, but yet even now he couldn't give into his urges. He could only shoot her a teasing wink, before his attention slid to @Isla ♔ .

She seemed rather persistent to take the child, the command from her lips leaving little room for choice... and yet, no claim was made. Was she scared? "Rather odd to see the Summit forcing children into places they don't wish to go." No, that was more his job, Aeistrios didn't appreciate someone stealing his thunder.

A flick of his tail, aiming to hit along Levana's hind legs in an assurance he was support for her here. But... it would not be without a price. She and her Rainforest had not helped defend his pregnant wife from claim when they were present; if Aeistrios helped her here, he would expect her to pay her debt to him in some fashion. To make up for their slack in the past. "She goes with her new Mother - to the Rainforest. Like the child said she wants." He stares at Isla, and he hoped she fought it, battled it, pitched a fit to keep her control on the situation as it seemed she only wanted the power of say - at least to him. Aeistrios was itching for a fight, and with the Summit friends of the Brook, it was as close to harming the Brook as he would get. And he'd take it.

Limbs balance out, and it is made obvious he is ready to battle Isla to force her to stand down if she didn't opt out on her own. Such a bad painting she was setting here for the Summit... forcefully taking cubs from a family they wanted to be in. It amused him, to see these 'good guys' were actually just as bad as he.

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Aideen didn't much care for this gray lioness and her pushiness! She felt her ears flatten, and then flick forward in as a burst of pride went through her. Well, if the cub wanted to go to the rainforest, they were an ally- and she'd defend them. Aideen's ears fell flat again, lips curling into a snarl as the yearling advanced- aiming to come in front of the cub, between her and gray lioness if she could.

"She decides for herself!" She growled. "If you wanna pick on someone, pick on someone your own size!"

Ah, the valiant defender- huh? Aideen wasn't so much valiant as always itching for a fight, and willing to tangle with this gray lioness for the fun of it. Cause she was a bad-ass and couldn't lose, could she?!

"I'll fight you for it, if that's what you want!" She said with her head high, ready to tangle.

@Mirime @Isla ♔ @Aeistrios @Analia @Levana