NOT FOR THE GLORY // DOUBLE-JOINING

[deimos]

DELDRACH

FEMALE — LIONESS — LONER

[div style="background-color: #210808; color: #9B5151; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]It wasn't hard to miss the scent of blood on the wind, when the lioness herself lived a childhood- an adolescence- of it. Forced beneath a paw, faded scars on her skin marking proof of her terrible past. None of those memories ever stopped Deldrach in her ever steady pace, walking forward without an eye on the past, beyond moments caught where she thought she heard him in her dreams. That was the only time she ever thought of him, his cruel and wicked ways.

But what she found strange, this time, it wasn't a memory. But rather, it was new. Blood, mixed with the stinging scent of metal. Her eyes narrowed as she pushed to her paws, high up in a tree in the jungle, her paws set on the wood. She was no jaguar, or cougar, whatever those persistent smaller animals called them, but she knew her way around climbing. She strode out amongst the vine bridge, before looking down. She jumped from the bridge, landing on a branch. The branch swayed, before she was making her way down among the network, her claws keeping her steadied, strong muscled legs ever trustful in her working.

Eventually, she made it to the ground, not too far away. She almost felt like telling the maned wolf that she had met the other day that she's not the only one who can climb trees, but that was for later. Later, if she ended up wanting to talk to them at all. The matter at paw was much more interesting. The oversized lioness stepped from the underbrush, knowing neither were in the condition to fight, her gold and silver eyes narrowed on them. She paused, taking in the extent of the smaller lion's injuries, then the bigger one's, before standing up straight. She lost her stinking suspicions for the moment, stepping forward. She barely catches sight of Calypso before she talks straight over the dog.

"How did this happen?" She said. Her tone gave a fresh bite of cool distance. This wasn't personal, Deldrach didn't know them, but just because they weren't a part of the Typhoon doesn't mean she wouldn't try to help. Maybe it was because of the shared lion blood they had from a distance- but the smaller one.. was built in a strange stature.

#psychosocial.