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Silent Death is a sneaky young cub who Angelus Mortis and his queen Night Whisper brought in.She is the elder sister to Haunted Winter. They saw her one day for sale and knew that they had to have her. She was quickly welcomed into the Hellfire pride and became a force to be reckoned with, she can often be found off by her own wandering amongst the shadows or training with her Uncles, and/or dad, and/or mom though none of her family members are related by blood they are a true family.
She wears the flesh of an lion who's pride attacked the land one day, ignoring the order to stay put with the other cubs she ran into the battle between the prides. Silent Death earned her name that day for none noticed the dark cub running through the bloody battle field. With the shadows on her side she had snuck up on the king who was about to leap at Angelus Mortis who's back was turned as he battled another. With deadly speed and grace she released her claws and slid them along the underside of the king. When he fell with a great cry she leapt atop his still form and let out a kitten roar, the fighting stopped and the rival pride vanished quickly back to their lands. Angelus Mortis, Thorn, Darkness, and Night Whisper smiled at their little cub and made the skin into a cloak for her to wear to show her strength.
Stories will be passed to generation after generation of this great lioness known as Silent Death.
She will be the next queen when Angelus Mortis passes and the next king Illusion steps up or when the neighboring pride leader passes.
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~Silent Death and Peryite~
Silent Death padded trough the shadows, her customary lion skin cloak worn over her own onyx fur. Her muzzle was stained with the blood of a foolish lioness who dared try to steal a way into her pride.
Not to far away a fiery based lioness was also walking along, her face was turned down in a scowl as her claws clicked along the ground. She refused to be just a high member of her pride, no she was Peryite the daughter of the king! She should be ruling her own pride not being a head huntress, it was stupid all they did was follow the same attacks everyday.
The onyx lioness froze before crouching low in the shadows of the trees, her ears were perked up as she listened to the coming paw steps. A smirk made it's way onto her face as she licked the blood off her muzzle. 'This should be fun, maybe this toy will last longer than the last one,' she thought as she glanced at the lions flesh she wore. Oh she did hope that whoever this new comer was, that they would last longer.
Peryite stopped her blue eyes narrowing at the sight of a crouched figure. 'Pathetic,' she thought, 'the least they could have done was try to actually hide.' The figure a few yards away stood out like a zebra in a lion pride, the flesh was easily noticeable and stood out against the shadows.
Silent hissed through her clenched teeth as she watched the fiery lioness stand still. She didn't understand what was going on why did she stop. Growling once more she leapt up out of the shadows and into the open. With a mighty roar she stood tall before the lioness before her, showing now sign of fear.
Peryite was ready to burst out laughing this foolish lioness thought she was tough? Ha what a sad dream. Everyone around these lands knew that Peryite was the strongest and most feared lioness. She was not about to be upstaged by a pathetic upstart.
"Well, well you show no fear, interesting. Most would be smart enough to fear me for i am Silent Death! The silent killer and it seems you shall be my newest prey," Silent Death boosted.
Peryite rolled her eyes in reply, "Meow,meow,meow... Are you done little cub? Because i grow bored of you," with a sigh the lioness waved a paw at the onyx lioness in a dismissing fashion, "leave now well i'm feeling merciful."
She looked at Peryite in shock, "cub...Cub you dare call me a cub you little brat!" She hissed her claws making an entrance.
"I am Peryite daughter of Xenophilius from Kynareth's Grove," she spoke proudly standing tall.
Silent Death crouched low and leapt at Peryite, she was going to show this brat why she has the name of Silent Death! Growling she snapped her teeth at the lioness who hissed and swiped at her face. Both dodged each others attack and stood crouching low, watching, analyzing one another. Once more they repeated their dance, swinging their claws at one another and snapping one another. Wounds found their way onto each of their pelts, staining their claws and muzzles red with their opponents blood.
Both lioness stopped and stood panting, waiting for the other to attack again. Silent Death's lion flesh lay discarded off to the side in a crumpled heap. Catching her breath she sat down and looked at Peryite again, "You are strong, Peryite," she nodded her head in acknowledgement.
Peryite sat down after a moment hesitation, lifting a paw she licked a small wound that lay on it. Once she finished cleaning her wound she nodded at Silent Death, "You are also a formidable foe Silent Death."
She smiled a bit at the praise even if it was coming from her foe, "thank you Peryite...So you are a member of Xenophilius pride."
Nodding the fiery lioness spoke again, "Yes, he is my father and my king," she sneered in annoyance.
"You are not happy?" Silent questioned with a tilt of her head, why didn't Peryite like her pride. She herself was the adopted daughter of Angelus Mortis and she loved her pride.
"Why should I be happy in a pride where my skills are wasted! He made me a lead huntress I should be leading my own pride!" She roared, her tail flicking back and forth in anger.
Chuckling quietly, Silent Death shook her head, "what a foolish king your pride has, he should see that you have so much potential yet he squanders it by making you repeat the same attacks and hunting gazelle all through an evening, fool."
Peryite froze in shock no one had before listened to her claims and agreed, most of the other lionesses rolled their eyes and told her to be happy she had such a high rank. "You understand?"
"Yes i do though i have never had that happen to me for in the Hellfire pride each an every lion and lioness is allowed to do what they wish, I myself enjoy patrolling and killing the foolish lions and lionesses who think they are allowed to enter our land."
Peryite's eyes shone with wonder, a pride that allowed it's members to do what they wish, "who is the queen than?" She asked trying to decided if this dream could be real.
"The queen is the strongest member of the pride, she is the true ruler of the pride Night Whisper is the Hellfire pride's current queen. She decides which huntresses go out to hunt and when, she also decides who lives and who is killed off," Silent Death explained, the workings of her families pride, "their is also our allied pride who has the same workings though they lack a queen at the moment," she smiled dropping the hint that a spot as ruler of her own pride was ready for her to take.
"Wow..." She whispered in awe, this sounded like a dream come true. The ruler of her own pride there was no rank higher than that. If all went well one day she would rule her own pride and no longer have to take orders from anyone.
Standing up once more Silent Death padded over to her lion flesh cloak and slipped it back over her body, "I do hope that one day you rule a pride Peryite," she smiled speaking truthfully this lioness deserved her own pride and she hopped that Xenophilius would figure that out before it grew to late.
Peryite nodded, "I don't hope i know it will come true one day," she grinned, "goodbye Silent Death."
"Goodbye Peryite."
Both lionesses gave one another a final nod of farewell before they turned away padding back to their respective prides.
~Reaction~
Peryite couldn't stop thinking of what she'd said... leader of her own pride? She could imagine everything she'd do, and the little part of her she hated for being so organized began to think of hunting schedules for her future huntresses. Silent Death had been a formidable foe, almost good enough to beat her, she could learn from them, better herself, she could be stronger than any king who'd ever walked.
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