Reina sat quietly as Zaahir addressed the rest of the pride. When he got to the Saxe girl, he agreed to give her the rank. Reina offered a polite smile then, “Thanks, I’ll do the best I can,” she finally said.

Now it was time to take things more seriously. An opportunity had presented itself and she had taken it. Now there was no reason for her to simply stay home. She had a job to do, and she would make sure she did it well.

She needed to make some friends anyway. Tomorrow she would start searching for lions within the other prides. Befriending them seemed like the easiest option, but she knew not everyone wanted a friend. Especially not with a Saxe… That’s why she had chosen not to flaunt the name or anything. She got to her paws and then made her way back to her den, deciding that rest would be the best option for now.

[ exit Reina ]

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★ REINA SAXE ★

code by scorpixia ♡︎ art by ryuu

Jet felt the shadow of someone moving into place beside him as he finished speaking, the presence momentarily catching him off guard, but as he turned his head to take them in his heart soared with relief. “Mom,” he greeted through a breathy sigh, the casual smile on his face transforming into one reminiscent of the bright child he used to be. Not just @Azula had returned, he realized, but @Lazaris as well, seating herself on his other side. Sandwiched between the two remaining members of his family—he wished Garnet the best wherever her wandering paws had taken her—he felt whole. Complete.

And so deeply optimistic. They both set about getting @Zaahir ♔’s attention, making their cases for how they would help the pride and where best their services might be put to use. Lazaris surprised him by opting out of the bruiser route their mother had set before them—he shot her a skeptical look, though he could hardly blame her with as little as he enjoyed sparring—and instead presented herself as a hunter. Well. If Jet was capable of dragging his lazy ass out on hunts, then his much more capable sister was sure to show them all up if this was what she wished to set her mind to.

Returning his attention to Zaahir, Jet smiled broadly upon receiving a promotion—Gentry. The details would sort themselves out in time, he figured, but since his proposition had involved recruitment he assumed most of his time would be spent focused there. All good and well. He saw himself as a capable orator, claiming the ability to draw others in with his words if he wished. Now was his chance to prove it. “I’d be honored,” he answered, bowing his head in thanks. His eyes went wide at the sudden, unexpected bump of his mother’s head to his, a rare public show of affection which he beamed over. It filled him with pride to know he was following in her footsteps, taking up the Gentry title where she once had. Maybe he was doing something right.

Both his mother and sister received their desired ranks—Lazaris once again surprising him by declining something with even a hint of authority behind it, but while he again looked to her with questions in his eyes, Jet kept them quietly to himself. Perhaps later, once everyone was settled, when the pride was settled, he could get some explanation out of her. He was incredibly curious. But for the time being… “Well, I guess I should start working on my pitch,” he said cheekily as his family was already beginning to leave. Unable to stop smiling at this point, he rose to his paws and followed them, likely to trail his sister and annoy her by workshopping whatever phrases he might use to entice rogues to join their cause.

-Exit Jet-

IMG - CODE

i drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death, in every city memories would whisper
here is where you rest


"My children and I will stay for now," she offers with a half-hearted shrug. Nyaxia has never enjoyed the oasis, has always been itching to leave, but she feels it is the only place where Harou will be able to find her when he inevitably returns. Wherever he has gone, he will return. She knows he will. Only the most wicked of men would abandon their wife during the moments when she needed him the most, and he certainly isn't one of those. Right?

Nyaxia shifts her weight as she comes to settle by her daughter, brushing against her reassuringly.

artwork by ryuu

Another latecomer arrived as others accepted their new ranks and headed off into the night, and his attention would shift to the lilac woman as she settled by one of the youth. "Okay. Who are your children?" He assumed one was the girl she'd settled beside, but she'd used the plural so there must have been others, right? He hoped to get names, or some vague description, so that he'd know they were supposed to be there if he happened across them later. Although, really, the odds of him tossing a random cub out on their own were pretty low if the cub hadn't done anything really annoying.

@Nyaxia @Poe

code by corvus || art by drifty

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She'd heard the summons but that didn't mean she was obliged to listen to them. The girl cocked her head to the side with a bored expression, counting each of her well-sharpened nails on each paw before she finally stood and made her way towards the call. Personally, she didn't have a clue who @Zaahir ♔ was, all she knew was that her mother @Nyaxia had responded to the call and by proxy, she too would file in. A nonchalant gaze is given in the direction of her sister @Nyrou before she would move to sit alongside her mother's left flank, her multifaceted silver gaze landing on the new King. "Okay. Who are your children?" "Myself and my sister." Themis' voice would cover the distance, her gaze unwavering as she surveyed the King with a cool indifference. Her muzzle tilted ever so slightly skyward as she cast a glance towards Nyrou before returning her stare back at the King. Never mind the fact that @Selune was nowhere in sight, surely the girl was out wandering about. She never seemed to like hanging around the family den for too long nowadays.

code by cala

a little wicked
that's what he calls me

Helah does not miss those who arrive. She does not sit close to any of them, retaining her distance as her gaze fixes on the male who has called them all forth. She does not miss the presence of the female who she fought once on these sands before, and does not miss as she is handed a rank- gaze shifts from the female, when @Zaahir ♔ speaks to her. Helah gazes at him, studying him without saying a word for a long moment. Finally, she rises to her feet. "I will not." She says simply, not explaining her reasoning or why (other than timelines got crazy and technically scorp had released her in another thread and it just got chaotic because she hadn't exited). Without another word, Helah exits the Oasis- remembering the enemy that resides here, and she wonders what this King will one day be to her. Ally or Foe.

-exit-

absence post 1/5

table by ryuu

code (c) daanyen // art (c) Celestial-Drifter

The former princess is beyond irritated; it seeps into wroth as makes her way across the warm sands to fix her vision on the usurper. The princess would steel her gaze upon him; disdain evident on her features as she glanced about at the lions that decided to stay and support whatever this was. "My father is not here," Ciela would snap sharply towards the new 'King' as he tried to take stock of those that were staying and going.

"I'm leaving," she would spit sharply towards him — ears pressed down against her skull as she watched the backs of those disappearing off into the sands. She could have stayed and tried to find her siblings or she could chase her ambitions and return one day to sunder the Oasis from the claws of this pretender. The princess chose the latter. One day, she would be back to rip her crown off of his rotten head.

- enter & exit Ciela from AO -

[[and now anyone who did not post here will be removed and will need to re-join, as zaahir's assuming they just up and left]]

Another piped up, arriving late and answering for her apparent mother. Zaahir glanced to the girl, nodding as he noted the three faces that made up the little family. But then the once-queen finally spoke, making her decision, and he'd nod again, this time at @Helah, "Alright then." Like the others, he didn't ask why, simply accepting the fact she'd rather go elsewhere. At least a few had stayed, willing to give him a chance.

Then another young voice, annoyed, snapping at him, drew his attention, and Zaahir shrugged one shoulder. "No, he's not." He assumed she was one of Scorpius', with the white patches, and was not at all surprised to hear she, too, would be leaving Andal behind. There was a soft sigh, if only because she seemed so young, but no argument, "Okay, be safe." He echoed his earlier sentiment to one of the first who'd left, hoping she'd find somewhere else to stay without much trouble.

After a moment more, he'd finally rise and look around the area, and whoever was left. "I think that's been long enough...If there was anyone else living here, I'm gonna assume they just took the chance to leave without saying anything." He offered a small smile to the few still there, "I hope I don't disappoint." It was spoken as a half-joke as he moved to leave the meeting area behind, trying to keep the mood light, but all he could do was his best and try not to fail those who'd offered him a chance.

-exit-

@Ciela

code by corvus || art by drifty