don't play me a punk song ;; open, forming, tkoa

[deimos]

DELDRACH

FEMALE — THE KINGDOM OF AKAODON— QUEEN

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]The wind coming from the sea blew harshly, whipping at the lion's pelt. Deld's paws pressed against the ground as she settled herself onto the wall, looking over the castle, then towards the sea. She exhaled through her nose sharply, flicking her ears. "Yeah. This is good." She said. Deld flicked her tail, her sheath thrown around her midsection, the pommel of her sword glittering in the sun.

"Come now, Einion. Welcome to our Kingdom." She said towards her son, moving to leap down the stairs of the wall. She lazily stepped towards the gate, leaning against the frame of the wall. Her heterochromic eyes gazed upon the rock spotted land, then the forest, and she nodded to herself. "Well defended." She said quietly, before stretching her legs out. "This is home now." She murmured, probably just to herself.

As Deldrach turned towards the castle, she couldn't help but feel a small part of pride flare in her. This castle, standing tall on a hill, it's back to the sea cliff and it's front to a stretch of land that could easily turn defenders away. As she padded towards the castle, leaving her son to wander on his own, she noticed the multiple features that could be reaped. A hawk tower, near a garden. She looked to the right, eyes wandering the multiple dorms that could be used to house people.

Finally, she made her way towards the throne room and armory, as well as the sick bay, which stood the tallest on the hill. Her paws set down gently against the royal room, eyes quirking in interest at the thrones. A sharp smirk brushed her features as she padded towards the taller throne, only to notice two. The King's, and the Queen's. Her eyes narrowed in distaste, a bitter sickening taste in her maw. Suddenly, her entire body slammed up against the throne. It tipped, and the rather young lioness jumped off of it.

"I'll dispose of that later." She uttered towards the King's throne, before moving to shove the Queen's throne into the King's place, before pulling her entire body up into the chair. She sat there, gazing upon the sun streaming in. A small nod came to her, as she settled down and tilted her head up.

// you can post joining threads from here on out!
#thekingdomofakaodon

#psychosocial.