She had lagged behind her family even after the numerous calls had rang out across the terrain. As much as Kira hadn't wanted to like the Cove it had grown on her in time. She had dug out a roomy den for herself and @Rameses and he had helped her do so, she had personalized things and had become attached despite her best efforts to remain distant. So saying goodbye to it was harder then she had thought it would be. Was it because the Cove reminded her so much of the home they had known growing up? Perhaps that was it. Or maybe it was because she was closing the chapter on her life that she wasn't quite ready to say goodbye to. Either way reluctantly the woman had followed after her hoard of a family, approaching the borders of the desert pride before letting a chuff echo out across the land. Surely either @Drakon or @Hecuba would be present, but even so she could speak for herself in joining the pride. If this was where Rameses was then she would stay, even if it would take longer then she liked to get accustomed to things. For now she would wait at the borders, face stoic all the while.


@Genya or @Seneca, whoever would like to greet her

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it's easy to get used to the hoard of new lions joining, so much that genya forgot that several have left. she has yet to tell her daughters about respect when another one comes. for now, she doesn't know of @Kira's relation to the previous group who came . all genya knows is that another lioness is joining and one more adult to not have to worry about. welcome to the oasis genya says with a lilt in her voice. her body has started to show more curves, a drastic change from when she was pregnant. still, the easy look on her face makes it seem like nothing different has come over her. i am genya, queen underneath the rule of high sovereign @Seneca. underneath indeed.

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Kira is not left to wait very long before an ebony lioness approaches her. Immediately her orange gaze surveys the woman, curious but otherwise a neutral expression upon her pristine features all the same. "Welcome to the Oasis. i am @Genya, queen underneath the rule of high sovereign Seneca." She speaks and Kira dips her head politely as if anything the woman had learnt her manners over the years. Raising her head back to it's normal position she would then speak, "Kira Tollaire, eldest daughter of Drakon Tollaire. It's a pleasure to meet you." She informed her carefully before allowing her gaze to flicker to the environment around them. Her father had always had terrible taste in homes but she supposed that for now this would do, it would be another adjustment but she was used to that by now. "I'd like to request a place in your Oasis if you'll have me." She asked then, after all she might as well get the important stuff out of the way first.

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There was a familiar scent on the borders this day. Bringing him closer towards the edge of his home and further from the youngest tollaire hoard. But for now, they were safe and that was enough to keep the beast at bay as he ventured towards his eldest daughter's scent. A scent he'd never forget. Of course, he was late to the party as fiery jewels locked onto the ebony form of @Genya greeting @Kira. It soothed his soul that nearly all of his children were underneath his protective gaze. Only three were missing and it was of his middle brood. Gostir was not present and neither was Nephthys and Ladon had been missing for months now. Kira, Genya. He would greet both women with a rumble purr.

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he, too, hears his sister's call.

it is belated, terribly so. he'd tried to drag @Kira here when the others left caladan yet here she stands, at the borders and looking every inch a queen. the actual queen of andal wanes in comparison, lackluster as she goes through the motions of her duties. a quiet chuff rumbles from his throat as he too enters the scene, hot on @Drakon's heels -- though his attention merely glances between them. instead he beelines for kira, opting to step past the borders to her side, a nonquiet show of support. keen eyes turn towards @Genya then as kira makes her request to join, a pointed look upon his features. surely she had no reason to, but if she blocked kira's entrance... well. it is clear that he would be displeased, and for good reason.

irish

more lions join their little conversation, and it seems that @Drakon and @ramses knows of this woman. she's young, genya realizes, young enough to be a someone to drakon. this suspicion is confirmed once kira introduces herself as drakon's daughter. the resemblance is now more obvious, though genya wonders how the girl got her pelt color. regardless, @Kira seems practical enough and worthy of a chance, especially when she's related to drakon. very well genya says, dark lips sliding into an easy smile. welcome to the oasis, kira. she takes one look at drakon, silently wondering if he too will be pleased that another of his kin will join. it seems like the oasis will become the new territory to the tollaire hoard. with not a single one in the leader ranks. and knowing drakon, genya thinks he may want to change that.

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Kira's gaze would flicker from @Genya to land on the form of @Drakon as he approaches. A tiny crack in her stoic expression as she offers her father the slightest hints of a smirk before her expression would turn neutral once more. However once @Rameses joins them she cannot help but smile at him as he moves across the borders to stand alongside her, a show of support nonetheless. "Very well. Welcome to the Oasis, Kira." She speaks and Kira offers her a polite dip of her head before responding, "Thank you for your hospitality Genya." She says before glancing towards Rameses, "Show me around?" She asks him before taking a few steps over the border and into her new home. The woman would move to make her way across the sands, eager to see what piece of the terrain Rameses had carved out for himself.

exit.

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she is accepted with little fanfare, the obsidian-pelted queen having little to say. the moment that it becomes clear that genya will not be a problem, that she will not be an obstacle standing in the way of @Kira joining, his attention shifts. instead he focuses solely on his sister, ears tipping quietly as she graces the queen with more manners than she truly deserved. a tour was not strictly necessary -- the oasis was simply a stretch of sand, bleak as it was boring. but he is loathe to deny his sister anything ( after being asked something he could not give ), and so he chuffs softly. a quiet rumble meant only for her -- drakon and genya immediately fall by the wayside as he leads her away, further into their home.

exit w/ kira

irish