08-05-2018, 01:34 PM
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Together We Stand, Divided We Fall --
The large lioness slunk closer and closer to the mansion. Oh, it had not been hard to find them at all. The calico was easy to track down and had been making herself known to many of the local clans. Besides…
The feline knew all of her tricks.
She had been taught each trick one on one by the calico, of course, and now she was ready to put her training to good use. The lioness herself was rather large for a female lion, being closer to the size of a small or medium-sized male of her species. The feline had sneaked into the mansion undetected, the call of a meeting so clearly as the signal for her to make an advance. The high positions would be in the same place and everyone would get to witness what was about to go down.
Most importantly, that person would see what was to go down. The feline would not hold back. She had trained her entire life for a moment like this. Besides, what joy was there in killing the calico? As typical, she would come right back in some way, shape, or form. There would be no winning unless this was done. The lioness was more than ready.
Quiet paws tread the carpet of the mansion quietly, with not a single sound protruding from her steps, her movements, or her breath. She had dulled the scent of her pelt with the smells of local nature and the mansion itself, just as she had been taught. This was not to avoid the noses of the Rosebloods, but the keen nose of her. It would not be an uncanny smell, and the feline would fit in with all of the newcomers as she entered as a late arrival, but not too late. She was there for the tail end of the spirit making an appearance, criticizing the use of alcohol, and the reassuring of the advisers and members.
Now, it was time to act. The lioness stalked up to the throne where the leader had once sat, her gaze fixed on the bowl. She kept her face hidden from the calico, who likely would not recognize her so fully grown anyway. Her golden eyes were fixed on the bowl, as she approached it with the ‘intention’ to be the next to suck it up and take a drink of the vile liquid, to prove her loyalty to the Rosebloods.
The lioness bent her head down to take a drink, only to snap towards the leader with her entire body in a burst of speed before her tongue could touch the grape poison. The cheetah was right next to the bowl, and within extremely close proximity to the lioness. Large reinforced and sharpened claws lashed out for the cheetah as the bigger feline lunged to pin the smaller feline down. She pinned the cheetah and kept her claws over her throat to avoid being so easily thwarted by her surrounding ‘clanmates’, while the other paw simply held Sola down. If there was retaliation, the larger feline hoped to drive the claws through the cheetah’s throat eventually-- but not yet. Once she was successful with the pin, her golden eyes would flash towards Jiyu, a look of fury and triumph in her eyes.
ooc //I received OOC permission from Crim to pin Sola down.
[sub][W]isker[/sub]The feline knew all of her tricks.
She had been taught each trick one on one by the calico, of course, and now she was ready to put her training to good use. The lioness herself was rather large for a female lion, being closer to the size of a small or medium-sized male of her species. The feline had sneaked into the mansion undetected, the call of a meeting so clearly as the signal for her to make an advance. The high positions would be in the same place and everyone would get to witness what was about to go down.
Most importantly, that person would see what was to go down. The feline would not hold back. She had trained her entire life for a moment like this. Besides, what joy was there in killing the calico? As typical, she would come right back in some way, shape, or form. There would be no winning unless this was done. The lioness was more than ready.
Quiet paws tread the carpet of the mansion quietly, with not a single sound protruding from her steps, her movements, or her breath. She had dulled the scent of her pelt with the smells of local nature and the mansion itself, just as she had been taught. This was not to avoid the noses of the Rosebloods, but the keen nose of her. It would not be an uncanny smell, and the feline would fit in with all of the newcomers as she entered as a late arrival, but not too late. She was there for the tail end of the spirit making an appearance, criticizing the use of alcohol, and the reassuring of the advisers and members.
Now, it was time to act. The lioness stalked up to the throne where the leader had once sat, her gaze fixed on the bowl. She kept her face hidden from the calico, who likely would not recognize her so fully grown anyway. Her golden eyes were fixed on the bowl, as she approached it with the ‘intention’ to be the next to suck it up and take a drink of the vile liquid, to prove her loyalty to the Rosebloods.
The lioness bent her head down to take a drink, only to snap towards the leader with her entire body in a burst of speed before her tongue could touch the grape poison. The cheetah was right next to the bowl, and within extremely close proximity to the lioness. Large reinforced and sharpened claws lashed out for the cheetah as the bigger feline lunged to pin the smaller feline down. She pinned the cheetah and kept her claws over her throat to avoid being so easily thwarted by her surrounding ‘clanmates’, while the other paw simply held Sola down. If there was retaliation, the larger feline hoped to drive the claws through the cheetah’s throat eventually-- but not yet. Once she was successful with the pin, her golden eyes would flash towards Jiyu, a look of fury and triumph in her eyes.
ooc //I received OOC permission from Crim to pin Sola down.