Irisma of the Valley
she/her ;; huntress ;; outside-born
sometimes i don't know where this dirty road is taking me
sometimes i can't even see the reason why
i guess i'll keep on gambling, lots of booze, and lots of rambling
easier than a-waiting around to die
"You outsiders, and your incessant questions."
The half-blind lioness stalks in a wide circle around you, her footfalls heavy and purposeful. You choose to not be intimidated by her threatening posturing, knowing that showing weakness would only goad her further.
You repeat the question.
"It's always the same one. Why follow Salathiell, why stay in the Sunless lands, why not find a better, sweeter King to take care of you?" The lioness scoffs. "Curiosity killed the cub. So you know how many have died asking that question?"
You have a rough idea, but you're willing to bet the numbers are higher than you anticipated just from the way her fur bristles in irritation.
"You really want to know? Fine. Maybe I just like the violence."
History
Irisima doesn't want a bath. Well too bad. They can cry and moan all they want, but they smell like butt. You catch them between your paws and give them a good licking.
Irisima is sitting in the grass looking bummed. You pick them up by the scruff of the neck and carry them to your sleeping spot, where you groom them until they feel better.
You see Irisima hurriedly push a pile of leaves over a hole, but you get a glimpse of a huge pile of feathers hidden away.
Irisima seems to hide something under her paw as you greet her, apparently not intending to share whatever tidbit she is holding.
Irisima has been pestering you about being hungry for ages, and when they turn to Grandpaw Anacas, he just grins and exclaims, "Hey, Hungry, I'm Grandpaw!" He seems to have successfully distracted them... for the moment.
Having been picked on all day by their siblings, Irisima has had enough. Preparing to pounce on a particularly bratty cub, Grandpaw Anacas swoops in just in time. He scolds Irisima for not showing forgiveness towards siblings.
Grandpaw Anacas was kind enough to entertain Irisima at the break of dawn when they woke up early. He goes on to tell them of the times you would wake up early and come tug on his mane to try and wake him up. It's funnier on the other end of it, Grandpaw!
You see Irisima hurriedly push a pile of leaves over a hole, but you get a glimpse of a huge pile of feathers hidden away.
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