He traveled at a pace comfortable for @Tron - just in case she hadn't climbed onto his shoulder - towards Andal Oasis. The winter was harsh but Drakon knew that the desert didn't get as cold throughout the day, it was at night they would have to worry about. Crossing over the border, the Tollaire would move towards the cache, gently moving the barrier he would grab the nearest thing and put the barrier back before moving towards a tree and settling down, waiting for Tron to either get off of his shoulders and dig in or just dig into the meat altogether.

irish

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The ride had been fun, at first, but there was only so much one could see in the dark and lets be honest, she had spent most of the day sleeping so she couldn’t even sleep the ride away! Instead, she sat there, relatively motionless, shifting every now and then to get comfortable as they made their way through the desert and mountain passes. Eventually, they would arrive, just as dawn was coloring the sky and she was able to see more. Silver eyes soaked it all in- and really there wasn’t much. This was a fun place to explore? She was doubting Drakon’s idea of fun, but for the moment she wouldn’t say anything. Maybe she was wrong.

He took her straight into the territory, not that she had much concept of the ‘do not enter’ markers, moving aside some brush and revealing food. Lots of food. Her mouth began to water at the sight and smell. She shifted, trying to get to her feet while balancing on his shoulders as he started to move off towards a tree. As he laid down, she fell, tumbling head over heels down and into the dirt. Giggling, she rolled to her stomach and snatched at the nearest piece of meat and began chowing down immediately.

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Once he was settled and she had slipped off of his shoulders, Drakon was content to watch her eat. Fiery jewels no longer glanced around looking for other's that may come and take her from him in a fight. There weren't many he was worried about but the newest sovereign of the brook was one of them. Ears twisted as he heard a giggle from @Tron and would chuckle at her. Hungry are we? He was sure she was. The cold was not good for someone of her age who was not used to it. And if she didn't know how to hunt then there was that.

irish

"Speech."
Drakon was noticeably more relaxed here and while somewhere Tron had noticed this, her focus was on the food she was shoveling into her mouth. It’d been awhile since she had seen a chunk of meat that big, she had mostly gotten by from scavenging or small prey like mice, birds, rats.. She wasn’t fast enough or experienced enough to take down anything much larger although that hadn’t stopped her from trying from time to time. His rumbling chuckle would catch her attention and silver eyes would dart up as he spoke. “It’s a lot of food.” She said between mouthfuls. After a few minutes she would begin looking around a bit, her stomach noticeably larger now that it was filling up with food. “Where is everyone? Do you live here alone?” She asked, trying to learn more about Drakon and this new place she found herself in. It was a lot of food if it was just him…surely there was someone else that lived here?

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Content to let her eat without much of a conversation but when it was clear that she was full by not only the fullness of her swollen belly but now she was talking to him. Well, it needs to be for a pride. He would comment before answering her other questions. No, I don't live here alone. There are others. Some are out in the same place where I found her. My family is probably somewhere in this place. I have children around your age. He would admit to her. Wondering if she'd want to meet them and make friends. Though Drakon wasn't sure how his children would do. Fang and Feyre might be more easier to become friends with than his other children.

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irish

"Speech."

Despite wanting to explore, she was far too full now to do anything but lay there. Slowly the sun rose over the horizon, coloring the landscape and giving her a better look of her new home. It was very sandy. There were some trees and bushes near the lakes edge, but for the most part? It was red rock and sand. His voice would once more distract her, he explained there were others and that he had a family with cubs her age. Ears flicked back and then forward, uncertain how she felt about that. She liked the idea of others to play with, but would they accept her? ”Really? How many?” She asked, head tilting to the side, maybe if he had a bunch odds were in favor that at least one would like her enough to put up with her…right?

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How many? Well, that was a question he had never thought an answer to. Thinking for a moment he would blink before coming to a conclusion. At least five around or near your age. He would admit. Now that wasn't including his two oldest and the two middle children who were just barely hitting two. Barely. He didn't want to think about that. It made him feel old. All of his children were growing up and going off on their own but that meant him and Hecuba could enjoy their time together right? Maybe..Hopefully. Only time would tell.

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irish

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Her mouth dropped when he finally told her how many cubs her age he had. FIVE. At least. She’d never seen so many cubs in her life! She had been the only surviving cub in her family, her one other sibling had died shortly after being born. Or at least that’s what she had been told. She had never really questioned it, it just meant they focused more on her. Ears fell back at that thought, did this mean she would have to compete for attention in the pride? Would anyone besides Drakon care about her enough to help her? “What are they like?” She asked, dancing around the question of ‘will they like me?’ She wasn’t ready for that answer. Not yet. She’d just have to figure it out when she met them…That would probably be best. Yes. Definitely. “What’s everyone else like?”

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There was silence between them and Drakon was a bit concerned before she would ask what they were like and Drakon had to think again. Ears twisting in his mane but it came down to the conclusion. Well, they are all different so it's kind of hard to explain them. Though perhaps out of all of his children, Fang and Feyre were the two that were more peaceful. Or so he though. Drakon could very easily be wrong but he could be wrong. Fiery jewels looked over to @Tron then and he would lay his head down near his paws. Well, my wife - Hecuba - she is a sweet heart when it comes to cubs and also very fierce over all of our children. Blood or adopted, we treat our children the same. He would state, hoping to make her feel a bit comfortable if she wanted to join in his little hoard of children.

irish

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After a bit of silence, his answer wasn’t exactly…comforting. They were all different. Perhaps that meant some were nicer than others, but then again…perhaps not. She nodded slightly, the smile faltering a bit as she did, she would just have to meet them and decide for herself if they were going to be accepting of her. Fortunately, he had more to offer when it came to his wife, Hecuba. She was a sweetheart and fierce, over both adopted and blood children. Silver eyes snapped up to his fiery ones at this, they had adopted other cubs? There was a flicker of relief in her eyes at this, she wouldn’t be the only one. Although, that did not mean those cubs would be nice or forgiving of her either. After a moment, a smirk pulled at her lips, “so you find defenseless cubs a lot?” There was a joke to her tone as she looked up at him. The idea of it didn’t bother her and perhaps she was testing the waters a bit with how serious he was. Her father had joked a lot and had encouraged her somewhat sarcastic remarks…her mother, though gentle and kind…had not been so pleasant about the banter she’d enjoyed with her dad.

“Will I be in trouble for being here?” She asked, not really sure how to ask if he was the leader of this pride and place or…would she have explaining to do when she ran into other lions here?

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