Lumina Aprinde | Sylmitore .:. Mentions: Aristophanes, Ragno

It seemed so long ago that the lioness had welcomed new comers...or even seen another individual whom was not already of an alliance. In many moons only the fea of the short one had been permitted within the Avanti realm, and even they must depart once the young were of traveling age... It'd always seemed strange, the sacrifice the lioness' took when entering the Kingdom... their young possibly doomed to live in an unknown land if chosen. Yet they'd still come, one after one. Groups of five or more sent from the small King for breeding... Lumina had never understood, and perhaps never would, how the minds of the weak played out. However, today the problem was not found with the small King, Excidium Ciqala...oh no, It was another of new blood; Aristophanes.

Ragno had long been watching the young male since Lucretia's prophecy was foretold... The brute was to be alone on this day the King of the Great Glen having vanished with no word just nights before. In preparation over the past month Ragno Mephistopheles had watched from afar in anticipation to see what the young male may be capable of, if a possible alliance could form with the new future... and also if any threat to the Avanti realm was apparent. Having come to the conclusion that the brute was of no immediate threat, The most trusted of his ladies to come to this new lord by a meeting of 'chance'. Lumina Aprinde whom took the lead was a tall, slim, figure with bright fluorescent vision, her figure dyed the most vibrant of lavender hues and laced in snow. The original. Appearing so young in the body which was not her own it was clear behind her eyes that the excitement and kindness which could once be caught at merely a glance was fading, the lioness long past her prime... Wishing for the sweet embrace of death once more and permission for her daughter's soul to return. This, sadly, would not happen. An immortal trapped in the body of her daughter who was lost so young Lumina Aprinde cherished each of the Avanti Children now as if they were Aya and this fact made it all the harder for her traveling companion.

The King had also chosen the last of the original princess', Lorelei, to take the place of his Queen,... However the elder lioness was nearing the last of her days and would be unable to make such a long journey. Instead beside the tall lioness with strides of a cherubim was an adolescent; Hardly a year in age though the perfect vision of her mother and grandmother before her... Sylmitore. Metallic visionaries danced over the land while limbs worked too-long to keep up with the immortal to her left and while Sylmitore believed herself capable of such a meeting the cub could feel a sense of anxiety building into her very core. Thankfully, between the two females, two albino reptiles could be seen. Lilith and Azu.

It wasn't long and the two lions had met their destination a wide area at the base of the mountainous region where ruble and swamps met to collide, what seemed like a straight barrier, the border. Soon the new King would be here...and Lumina and Sylmitore now stood watching, waiting.

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Lumina Aprinde | Sylmitore | Ragno .:. Mentions: Aristophanes, Moana

The sway of the young bodies soon brought the two females to a hault, Lumina's pads sinking ever so slightly into the softened soils beneath, fluorescent vision shifting in the light of a new sun. It was early morning and the large globe in the sky was just above the horizon... Often the elder of the two would have been awake for long hours, planning the hunts which would take place throughout the day... Take first patrol with Ragno, and also check on the well being of the young of the pride. This morning she'd been up all through the night, however, nine lioness of outside origins had given birth within the pride... It was an odd thing, the 'guests' which the good King had begun to allow in the land as for potential new blood provided by the small lord Ciqala...but the many mouths fed was something Lumina may never accept as a part of this new reign. The young, lucky for the sake of their mothers, had not been chosen just yet and for their hope would not be before traveling age...

"What does he look like" light vocals of the adolescent met the air bringing Lumina Aprinde from a place of deep dwelling, lips curling in aspiration as large visionaries looked into those of the immortal's.

"I have merely caught glances; he is large just as most males... mane of a dark hue, much like your father's. Though his skin is dyed in colors of copper and coal; nothing like most in our land..." silken song escaped lyrical slowly, quiet, the lioness knowing the time for the King's appearance following a patrol of the large territory was soon and truthfully it was unknown if he'd be accepting of two bordering so close to his walls.

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The young female hadn't enjoyed the travel...oh, no. If anything she found the soft skin of pads aching in the slightest and developing muscles sore from the mornings intense training... Having assisted in multiple hunts before being called to accompany the elder fea whom she, truthfully, had hardly ever even communicated with. Her mother, Lorelei, was sure to keep the young female back by her and this lioness, said to be an immortal, was often giving the illusion of business. Long lithe frame often hovered by the shadow of the aging King. Sylmitore had not even been informed of the decision that she'd be going on such a secret journey until being dragged away by her mother in the middle of a hunt.

Admittedly, Sylmitore understood. The towering realization of her mother's age was growing more prominent with the days and the adolescent would do anything to take burden from the lioness' strong shoulders. Atleast she had the opportunity to converse with the one said to be an immortal, and possibly assist in the formation of an alliance...? Excitement followed the thought allowing it to blossom within canvas and making the slow journey much less dissatisfying it took a nice amount of time for the young heir to actually build up her courage to speak to the beautiful female just beside her; having hardly uttered a word until finally they'd come to a stop... It was only minutes after the conversation that a slight breeze caught the scent of the male traveling closer, view altering as two figures appeared. Two? Looking to the lioness Lilith's body moved over the female's taking a place on her shoulder just as Azu followed the lead to Lumina, wishing for a better view.

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They'd caught her eye before she theirs and with the realization two bodies were now growing closer the female silently cursed the prophet; Lucretia having said the King would be alone on this day... A glance to Sylmitore and it was obvious the young femme knew nothing had altered in their plan and Lumina Aprinde allowed facial features to softed, those of the pride not allowed to evoke fear now because fear is not the goal. Shifting into a standing position as the albino serpent made a slow trail up her leg fluorescent vision met the figures in the distance as they'd approach a smile of sorts curling to facial features, prepared to see if the two would continue their path forward.

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Uncertain of the prophet and also the capabilities of the young King the lord of the Avanti Kingdom would be found just yards from the meeting place, eyes of silver shifting in dim lighting as he remained unseen to his confident and child. Ragno's large frame laid above the mouth, shadows sheltering the figure while he made note of the silence found with the two lioness. He trusted Lumina Aprinde and believed, just as she'd been with many others, she'd hold capable of speaking on his behalf.. Maw pressed slowly, however, Sylmitore having not been originally intended to make the meeting... This was honestly one of few reasons the lord had cast along.

Sylmitore .:. Mentions: Aristophanes, Moana
It was at this point that Sylmitore chose to find her voice; watching as the large, dark, male spoke so calmly. He seemed so open to the idea, hadn't even questioned the ordeal of it all...the condition? Voids of a silver hue struck with the flame of stars above that seemed to dance within, her lips curled into what would appear a smile; giving only a glance to the foreign land before her. "Tonight? My lord would like to welcome you and any others who you please... a feast in honor of our neighbors to the west;and a prosperous reign." silken vocals were light to the touch of the warm atmosphere and while she looked to the two lions in attempts to read the reaction it'd soon become clear; acceptance. The first feeling of excitement boiled within and with a slow nod of her dome Lumina wished the two goodbye, stating that they were to meet tonight at the same place; the edge of both territories.




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Ragno; Lucretia ; Lumina ; Maiatri .:. Mentions: Many

They'd accepted... In truth it'd been little surprise to the King hearing of the confirmation by the new lord of the Glen. New blood means new ties and whether allie, or enemy, it had always been better to get a clear view of what exactly may be hidden inside. This, and only this reason, was why they'd been invited. The vast empire had flourished many cycles always capable of holding their own against what may be a threat and if these lions proved to be so... then no doubt tonight would set that mold to place. The day had been spent in cycles, rotations, of hunts and by this point in the evening, sun down, the hoard of food held a wide variation and plenty for whomever may enter the walls on this night; and the many children already cast inside. Ragno and his Queen, as well as Lumina Aprinde, had discussed the layout of tonight and also what issues may be of concern given the unlikelypossibility of attack. They'd spoke of the King, the lioness whom had been unseen in Lucretia's vision, and also the role Sylmitore had filled on this day.

The great King had made attempt to pay no mind to the vexation which seemed to beam from the small beauty which was Tárielasi Maiatri and he'd made mental note to speak to Lumina in concerns toward it. Sylmitore was one of the only of pure descent to the original,accepted, royals. Mitorny Amathus, her Aunt, having come to the land only to mourn a mother and pay a debt lost by the small one. She'd never been considered of true blood and upon Teleon Nyoka's death he'd have never claimed the girl; though her abilities were quite astounding. Sylmitore, in all aspects, was a royal...and it wouldn't seem his own Queen liked this fact.

Forcing such disturbing visuals from his own mind the male's large frame shifted, shaking long mane any debris which may have been found before was soon lost in the mighty movement. Limbs set forward and were soon almost matched by those of a smaller lioness, Lucretia, the prophet. Eyes of a soulless ebony the lioness looked forward, a smile set to slightly emaciated facial features,she'd always been thin though her food intake had always been of an elevated level, the rings of silver which cut tender skin hung loose toward the ground "Tonight, my lord, many needs will be succumb to." Long lithe figure moved in great strides only to fall short in the appearance of a new figure and with a slow nod the prophet would emerge into her own den, not wishing to bring uneasiness to the young King nor his disciples.

The lioness whom had approached would be a more familiar figure to the King, Lumina Aprinde. Vibrant vision of fluorescent hues seemed to dance in the light of a full moon just above thick tree tops, dome shifting ever so slightly the left as she'd take the view of her king into perception. It was as if a silent conversation took place as the two would finally come to the end of the Kingdom, beyond the entrance to their home where preparations had taken place a large pile in the mid of it all, and standing above many lioness would be found...even the young watching in curiosity as the unknown beings would approach and eventually even enter their territory. Tonight was a night all of the Avanti Children were invited...though many submitted disapproval or the wish not to possibly scare the neighbors of the west...wishing to watch from a distance. No matter the reason the gathering would be much smaller than it could be from the Avanti stand point...all the better for the King to converse, however,

Anticipation grew and with each stroke of cavity the lord's paws shifted ever so slightly in softened soils, upon the arrival of the others their first view would be only that of two... well, three. Only minutes into the wait and the Queen had approached, Maiatri's vibrant lavender voids set into the distance with an almost silent whisper, "My love."