Eskel arrived just after the commotion was well and truly under-way. The massive male emerged on the scene, his eyes narrowed as he studied the gathering crowd and the tail-end of Scorpius's order. He saw @Sawyer throw herself into a fight, and his tail flicked in concern, but he did not move to help her out- only studied those gathered, looking for someone to chase off if he needed, and somewhat hoping that he'd see a familiar or friendly face on the other side, if only to avoid a fight and chat with them if he were able.

Eskel is open to fights.

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While Aideen's blood thrummed with the thought of battle, her eyes scanned the crowd for her mother- and when she finally spies her, she makes to move towards her- only pausing in place as the king arrives. Her eyes are on him, as he moves towards the Bluff's female and that fight begins, and when she hears a "get out" closer to her- she looks with wide but excited eyes to see another yearling hauling ass towards her. She took the headbutt to the side, before she aimed to turn the front of her body into her attacker, her jaws splaying as she sought to grab ahold of her anywhere she could- hoping to sink her teeth into the other yearling.

She was ruining her chance to talk to her mother!

Aideen vs @Sawyer
For Dominance
Round 1/3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 13 + 5 + 19 + 12 + 4 + 1

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 12 + 15

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 9 + 15 + 18 + 3

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halimede.

@Aideen was not spared the time to reply back to Halimede's playful suggestion before her daughter was nearly bowled over by another yearling. With Halimede standing in such close proximity, it were a miracle @Sawyer too didn't ram into her, or knock Aideen into her. Frustration crinkled in her nose—didn't you see me here, talking to her?!—but such a situation had happened before, and Halimede recalled with perfect clarity the way an Andal had attacked Aideen before for carrying the scent of Wolfbron.

Halimede half-debated shrugging it off, chalking it up to Aideen's choice in pride and letting her daughter suffer the consequences. But after all she had endured, all the loss she had suffered, the sandcat was intent on not losing this one thing. This one person.

Thus, a single paw raised, and Halimede attempted to bear it down on top of Sawyer's head as she sought to headbutt Aideen. It was less of an outright attack and more of an attempt to thwap!, her claws sheathed and her strength held back. Her eyes were narrowed, brows crinkled at the center, an expression of get back, get back written across her face. Off limits! she cried out, huffing and puffing and pouting.

Ugh, she thought, what would Leander do here? Would he have dragged Aideen and Laerra to live with them in the Oasis, no ifs, ands, or buts?

Halimede & Aideen vs Sawyer
for Dominance
i of iii

Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 8 + 20 + 6 + 1 + 11 + 7

Dodges:

Rolling 6d20: 5 + 8 + 6 + 17 + 7 + 15

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 5 + 13 + 1 + 19 + 10

Fashionably late, perhaps, but the path from Wolfbron to Andal had been an unfamiliar one, and there had been a couple places along the way with lovely scenery to be enjoyed. And, anyway, it seemed he wasn't too terribly late after all.

Fights had already broken out, and he observed the clashing bodies with detached curiosity - the only one he recognized on sight was the elaborately patterned woman who had met him at the borders when he'd come to seek shelter within the pride. With a hum of interest, he ascended a low rise where he could better observe the events below. Dusk crawled up the horizon, swallowing the sun and the warmth, but it was not yet unbearable. If the challenge had been made earlier in the day, it was more likely he would have avoided it, but his perch just outside the borders was comfortable enough at such an hour.

Sébastien was not aware of the long-standing tension between the two prides, or their past, but every battle was an opportunity to learn. Violence had a way of revealing one's less civilized side.

Sébastien is outside the borders, observing from a slight distance, and open to conversation

Je repars à zéro

Non, je ne regrette rien

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Being Super Vague Due to Sava and My Thread That Is On Hold.

Sounds of battle ring out across the lands, it drew in many other lions to watch and see the possibility of a power overhaul, even the duel faced chimera wasn't special, she too made her way through the Badlands, eyes sliding up to look upon where she had saved a life, and her ears pin back against her skull as she remembers the recent encounter with that same lion she'd saved that day.

She makes her way to the edge of Andal, eyes takking in the scene before her, the yellow orbs slide over faces until she lands on one familiar lion, her skin immediatly rises with goosebumps, she notes the MIre lions next to him, and she is realizing all too suddenly the missing pieces of the puzzle she had not wanted to solve just yet.

Solanum would tear her eyes away, willing herself to unsee what lied before her, she'd willingly fell into the arms of the enemy, and guilt burned through her like red hot iron.

(Cala and I have a pre-planned plot and she gave permission for Keligan's pp in this post.) Even though he was surrounded by many on the outskirts of the territory, his attention was purely on the form of his beautiful Dove. Keligan noticed Scorpius talking to the lionesses before entering his fight against Helah, but the Cove King would be completely rooting for the Bluffs Heiress. Even if the Bluffs wasn't an ally to the Cove yet, he would still support them. Plus, he was annoyed that Scorpius had kept @Caltáriel here for five months and never let her go to the Summit to let the Leaders know she was safe and where she was. But as luck would have it, his beautiful Dove had heard his chuff and approached him and the group that gathered around him. Smiling softly at her, he never let his periwinkle gaze leave the delicate curves of the lioness. While he dearly loved his First Mate, there was just something about Calta that made his heart skip. Made him think of the tenderness of his first wife, Rei. He saw that little glint in her eye of what she was trying to do in making the current Andal King think of her loyalty. But Keligan knew that Caltáriel wanted to visit the Summit, let her family know that she was safe and have her freedom again. "Dove, come, come. You know I wouldn't leave you behind in this place." His words that he spoke were a whisper for her and those closest to him. Shifting to tug her closer to him, just beyond the borders, he purred at her. "If Helah wins, I will take you back to the Summit, if you so wish to return back to the mountain. If she loses, I will fight for your freedom to do what you want, if you would like me to." Frowning slightly, he made it seem like he was having a serious conversation with her to those further away. "I know you want to be able to talk to Morrigan and let her know you are safe. I want to at least... fix, what I have done. I'd like for you to live in the Cove with me, but I will not force you to." His words low and personable for his Dove's ears. He flicked his ears as gaze glanced around. @Lagertha @Sabran @Galaxia @Tiamat @Faye

Minerva let out a cackling laugh. Unsurprising to the young lioness, she did not feel any such force upon her presented cheek. There were no blows, not even so much as a threat, now that the lioness was being confronted for her behavior in tongues spoken by many. They felt comfortable in their pack of devils, apparently, but what happened when the pack was picked away one by one?

"Adult targets like you?" She checked with narrowed eyes and a testy sneer. This was when that great figure loomed at her side, large as Scorpius yet red like blood. Minerva glanced at her with evident surprise, unfamiliar with who she would learn was a new recruit. "Rise to this," was her challenging vow, igniting a sputtering flame within the young cat as she stretched her mouth into a wide grin. Emboldened, enraged, the blonde Miroslav glanced at the rest of their crowd in searching. There in the center lurked a lioness around her own stature, though even more heavily scarred and evidently revered by how they flocked to her sides.

"You," she chuffed the summons, sidestepping to give the other Andalian space as she folded herself into a defensive crouch. "This is your last warning to get the fuck out."

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MINERVA vs. @Louve
0 of 4
For Minor Maim/Ejection@Adelita @Kireena ♞

OOC: Oops, so sorry! Didn’t see Halimede had been talking to Aideen! The heat of battle is quick to rise. As her head finds contact with the girl’s side, Sawyer feels fangs sink into her shoulder and a pain like no other rushes through her body. She’d gotten scraped before, she’d stubbed her toes more times than she could count. But this…this was different. This was terrifyingly real. Before Sawyer could react, a large paw comes and BONKS her on the head. The world is spinning, and the yearling falls onto her butt. She blinks up at @Halimede, whose anger is palpable and her expression fierce. Suddenly, the scent of Andal hits her, and Sawyer knows that she’s done wrong. “I’m…” the guilt, the shame, all of her emotions bloom on her face as she looks between mother and daughter, “I’m so-sorry.” She’d failed. She’d attacked a pride mate’s cub. How would that reflect on her, on Elswyth? Was Scorpius going to kick them out? Sawyer is forfeiting @Aideen "Speech" Art by Swan, Code by Swan (fixed by Cala) those ocean eyes

+5 (10) Observe a fight (Amara vs. Leonie)
+5 (10) Observe a fight (Helah vs. Scorpius)

Someone came barrelling in to intercept the fight, and Dysnomia immediately backed off to give her space. Dys felt eyes on her, then heard a chuff. She was mildly surprised to see it was @Keligan calling to her, and she offered a nod of greeting and a little smile, a bit more at ease now that the little one was taken care of. She still watched, though, intrigued to see the battle that was about to unfold.

She raised an eyebrow in silent curiosity at the mention of maiming and eating, and cannibals. How interesting. She'd never heard that particular story from her brother, but then she wasn't inclined to take the word of a stranger, and one who attacked a child, over that of family anyway. Seemed like the sort of thing Xerxes would've mentioned before now, after all.

Now the main event would begin, and Dysnomia turned her attention to it as the reigning king made his way in, ordering them to go. Like she was going to leave while the rest of the Bluffs lions were still here, and she wasn't even trespassing. So she ignored the threat in favor of keeping an eye on the battles that were already raging, waiting to see if more would spring up.

When she sees her mother, as she approaches alongside of her- Aideen doesn't have a second to comment on the very obvious maim that has occurred to her. She does not have a moment to even acknowledge that someone will pay for this, when the yearling barrels into her.

And just like that, her mother intervenes and the yearling is backing off. Aideen huffs loudly. "Mooooom." She whines. "I can fight her. She's smaller than me!" She huffs again, glaring at her mother, before glaring at the yearling. "Gah mom." She breathes. "I gotta fight someone."

"I'd have won." She said to the yearling, and huffed again, before looking to her mother and frowning at her injury, before speaking back to @Sawyer. "Rematch anytime. Without Mom interrupting." She said, almost kindly. "I'm super strong, so you'll learn lots." And arrogant too.

But her attention then fixates on @Halimede. "Who hurt you?" She demands- wondering where @Laerra was, but knowing that surely her sister was being a super lead scout somewhere nearby- but she needed to know that someone had attacked their mom.

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