The caverns seemed to pique his interest more often recently. It felt like there was so much left to explore among these tunnels that led to who knows where. The labyrinth of corridors offered endless pathways, endless rooms that could end up being a great discovery. Or simply a place to hide if there was an emergency. Looking at the great length and width of some of these stone rooms, Bhaskar could only think that even if the whole gang came here there would still be space for more lions.

He moved along the cramped grey tunnel, the wet walls making his skin shudder at every accidental touch. The air was heavy and moist, leaving him with the feeling that he was crawling down the insides of a giant. The light in the distance made his eyes squint and he soon entered a different area. He heard droplets crash into the surface of the water before he saw the large lake. Beams of moonlight cast over the center of its surface, illuminating the depths of the lake as tiny dust particles danced in the light.

Nephthys was not a lioness who appreciated the beauty of the world around her. Where others saw a beautiful spectrum of colors and butterfly wings, she said an acidic rain in grayscale. It hadn't always been that way, but being betrayed by her own flesh and blood had a tendency to sour anyone's view on life. She wandered without looking to the left or right, content to keep her blinders on as she moved throughout the chasm. She would have continued that way had a giant peach not parked his ass in front of her.

"Hey, Tiny, you plan on standing here all day or can others get by your giant ass?" the Tollaire asked idly, her tail flicking irritably behind her.

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It was like a spectacle of little tiny dancers unfolding in front of his eyes. A beauty he had failed to see before. Hey, Tiny, The sharp voice made his head swivel to come face-to-face with a maroon yearling. Her tone and words provoked a leonine arch of his brow. "You ain't that tiny yourself, red." He offered back with a dull voice and dark face, but his words were meant as a cheerful banter.

This girl was around the age of his friends, but she was much bigger than most of the guys in his gang. Maybe she needs to look at herself on the surface of the lake to realize that they weren't much different after all. "Are you in a rush or something?" She sure seemed like it.

@Nephthys

Nephthys tilted her muzzle upwards as the behemoth spun to face her, his face a mask of stone but his words playful enough that she caught his drift. Well, she assumed they were playful, anyway. There was every possibility he was being completely standoffish and she was just incapable of handling the possibility a mere commoner would speak to her in such a way. She was a commoner now though, she supposed. Her throne of sand had long since washed away by the tide of family, yet she kept herself held as an heiress would.

"Red, huh? Clearly you missed the memo where we were supposed to give each other ironic names. Blue would have been a better choice," she chided with a smirk. Men. It was difficult for them to keep up with her sometimes. The dragon tilted her head slightly as he inquired of her business, to which she simply shrugged. "In a hurry to go nowhere, yes. Also just not that interested in staring at your ass while I explore." Her brow furrowed as she studied him, unable to exactly sneak by and thusly quite stuck.

@Bhaskar

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Throughout his life, Bhaskar has had his fair share of kids and yearlings running around him with their snide remarks that attempted to prod at his thick skin. @Nephthys was no different, except she was a girl. Most of his friends were, unfortunately, guys. And yet that red-pelted kid was no different than the boys in his gang. "Aren't you a charmer," he muttered. "And a smartass, too. The full package." He sat down on purpose, not moving even an inch. "Why not? You trying to say my ass doesn't look good?" Dull eyes peered down at the girl, expression: a sulking stone wall. "I'm very offended." You can see it in his face! "Don't you have a pride to attend to? Go on now, your friends will be waiting for you." He shooed her with his paw in the opposite direction.

The older she grew, the less worried she became about the repercussions of her actions. Had she still been a princess being groomed for royalty, she might have hesitated in launching at him. This Nephthys, however, felt no such shame in screwing around with strangers.

"Thank you, I know I am. You should really thank your lucky stars you've bumped into me, Tiny." The maroon yearling flashed her teeth in a smirk, watching with interest as he attempted to shoo her away.

"Why would I do that? I want to go that way," she said, gesturing behind him. Immediately following the sentence Nephthys lunged forward, attempting to tackle him backwards. A playful growl resonated in her chest as she went, ears flattened against her head. If he wanted to play, she would play.

Nephthys vs Bhaskar
Dominance/Play
Round 1 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 1 + 7 + 9 + 12

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 20 + 13

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 2 + 11 + 8 + 14 + 10

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The snide remarks rained down on him. Man, that girl was on fire, wasn't she? She must think herself so smart. If any of his friends were here they'd probably just join in on her side. Fortunately, he was spared that today. However... @Nepthys proved that she was as troublesome as all of his friends together as she (as expected) stubbornly chose to not heed his suggestion. Instead, she caught the bait and leaped straight towards him.

The red-haired giant had time only to extend his front limbs and attempt to bear-hug the girl and to try and drive her away from his face (and also so she doesn't fall face-first on the hard ground). Unfortunately, that meant that he fell backward and hit the floor with a loud thud that shook his insides. Fucking hell. He returned her playful growl with his own and attempted to twist and switch sides with her, trying to push her under his greater weight.

Bhaskar vs. Nephthys
Dominance/Play
Round 1 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 20 + 7 + 15 + 4 + 8 + 18

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 9 + 20 + 8

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 11 + 17 + 10 + 7

It had been far, far too long since she had been able to properly wrestle with someone. Ladon and Gostir had all gone off on their own, leaving an incredibly fired up Tollaire to pace in a cage. If there was one thing that Nephthys needed, it was to release the anger and frustration that had been pent up since her father had stepped down.

She growled, suppressing a laugh as she felt him falling backwards. Oh, if only she'd had the reaction time to yell timber! Nephthys slumped onto the ground beside him as he twisted, his much larger frame nearly swallowing hers whole. She did laugh this time as she flopped onto her back, perfectly content to fight with her belly up. Although it certainly limited her attacks, Nepth wasn't necessarily in it to win it. The Tollaire snapped at his right leg, attempting to gently grab his ankle between her teeth and tug. If she was going to fight on the ground and get dirty, she was going to try and pull him with her.

Nephthys vs Bhaskar
Dominance/Play
Round 2 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 6 + 3 + 19 + 18

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 19 + 13

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 4 + 1 + 10 + 7

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The gargantuan male was having way too much fun. Ever since he had sworn off violence his soul had screamed and begged for some action. This wrestling proved to be a fun alternative, even if it lacked that savage, raw feeling of adrenaline rushing into his veins and the thrill of his claws and jaws sinking into hard flesh.

His red opponent didn't suppress her laughter as she collapsed on her back and Bhaskar was successfully on top. @Nephthys' jaws snaked their way towards his right leg, but he was too busy to notice. Instead, he tried to maintain balance by using her as a seat, his mottled behind attempting to position itself atop the smaller girl's frame to try and keep her down. Maybe his butt was big and ugly, but it could be pretty darn useful!

Bhaskar vs. Nephthys
Dominance/Play
Round 2 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 6d20: 9 + 6 + 14 + 17 + 1 + 20

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 5 + 7 + 4

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 16 + 8 + 17 + 20

Dear sweet heavenly Maua, this was not the way she expected to go out. Crushed beneath a giant's ass was probably the stupidest way to die, but she didn't have much of a choice all things considered. Nepth wasn't a small girl, but Bhaskar was larger and older and he had a badonkadonk the size of Texas. One that he was perfectly accepting of utilizing as a weapon, it seemed.

"Noo!" she protested, releasing any attempt at biting his ankle to focus on.. well, his bum. Nephthys playfully snapped towards it, attempting to at least give him enough of a start that.. ah, shit, she didn't know. She was just trying to bite his ass, okay?

Nephthys vs Bhaskar
Dominance/Play
Round 3/3
Hits:

Rolling 4d20: 14 + 11 + 17 + 7

Dodges:

Rolling 2d20: 5 + 13

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 20 + 19 + 2 + 14

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