you expect me not to analyze it?

[ninazu]

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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU

Acclimating to power came easier than expected; Sunhaven buckled before them and the Rosebloods had yet to return fire. The lioness decided leadership suited her, no matter how unlikely that seemed. But she had Stryker to thank for her elevated status -- the prestige, personal temple, and all the glory that came with the rank. Yet, even as her web fell into place around the Rosebloods, her mind drifted back to one uncomfortable variable.

Stryker. His last meeting replayed in her memory like a broken record, though she managed to push him and his words out of her mind. All that shit needed to stay out of her focus, if she wanted to prove herself. Preoccupation with a single member, even a useful marauder, could not possibly help her bring additional wealth to the Pitt or destroy their numerous enemies. But the uncontrollable variable continued to pop up. The small flame at the end of her tail flared as she quickened her pace, moving faster through the central marketplace. Throwing herself at bolstering the reputation of the Pitt and her reign, even with the distraction that the horned lion presented, had the irritating side-effect of clearing her schedule. Leaving her with little to do except brood on the emotions she couldn't manage to stifle.

Thus, in typical Ninazu fashion, she decided to do something about her conundrum with the free time; anything beat brooding in her temple. Yet she doubted exchanging Christmas presents -- with the disappearance of Caesar in their Secret Santa, it left her with the annoying half-excuse to get him a gift -- would help fix her thought storm.

Setting down the small cardbord box, the lioness looked through the faces in the crowd. Perhaps she should have told him to meet her in her temple, but she knew he'd take that the wrong way... unless that's what she actually intended. But what even were her intentions? For once in her life, Ninazu failed to understand her own goal for an end game. She didn't even know what she wanted from him -- or what she could realistically expect. Huffing, she rubbed the side of her face with a paw. Perhaps it would've been easier to brood in her temple, distracting herself with war plans instead.

[member=1738]Stryker[/member]

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