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“I refuse to be called Fluffykins!” The prince snarled this girl was insufferable, he thought. “You will call me Sebastian, or Prince Lyngve, but address me other wise and Red will not just be your name.” If possible the lion felt his brows burrow into an angry scowl. To make matters worse, something moved from the brush. He lashed out at the being. It was a man that was wildly screaming about a beast. Sebastian roared angrily at the stranger, in four years he was the second person the prince happened to meet, not only that but it happened all with in a Day. This was too much to ask for when he was so close to salvation. He pounced on the stranger, he had weapons and thicker clothing then the girl. He was also made from a brawnier stock. Sebastian's hungry mind quickly surmised that the man was a hunter. With out thinking with his humanity, Sebastian bared his teeth aiming for the strange mans jaw.
XD btw funk he looks like the beast in the character picture. I wasnt feeling to creative when I made him. |
The morning light shone down a still slumbering form lying next to an ancient fallen oak. Tethered to one of the old tree's branches stood a tall black stallion. The sleeping girl held tight to an ash-colored bow, cuddling up to it as if it were a stuffed animal. A quiver full of red fletched arrows was leaning against the oak's mossy trunk. An errant ray of sunlight broke through the cloak Tess had covered her head with, causing her to squint unbecomingly, and sit up, untangling herself from her long forest green cloak. Getting up, she stretched and walked over to her horse, getting a bit of food out from one of the saddlebags. As she munched, she started re-saddling the destrier and covering her marks from the night before. After she was satisfied that she had left as little a trace as possible, she shouldered her quiver and bow and mounted the stallion. "Alright Xanthos, just a few more days and we should be out of this place for good!" Tess gave her mount directions to move into a quick walk. She didn't think she'd been sighted, so she wasn't worried about rushing. Better to leave fewer telltale tracks than to go careening through the forest, breaking branches and leaving deep hoofprints. Tess let her mind wander back to the events of the past week. If not for her father's insistence that she be trained in horsemanship, archery, and survival skills along with her brothers, she probably wouldn't have survived her trek through the wilds of the White Kingdom. She still couldn't quite wrap her mind around the treachery of the neighboring duke. Fingering her now shoulder length locks, she scowled. If that stupid fairy hadn't gone and put such a weird spell on me, I wouldn't be in this mess, she thought. Suddenly the trees started to clear out, giving Tess a view of a town. She stopped Xanthos, trying to decide if she was close enough to the border to walk around in a crowded place without being recognized. Her supplies were running low, and she wanted to hear news of the kingdom. Deciding that she could outrun the local guard on Xanthos if need be, she directed the horse to move in the direction of the gates, pulling her hood over her head while looking about her for any signs that she was being followed. |
Averad looked in amazement as the beast not only spoke, but expressed personality as though he were human.
“I refuse to be called Fluffykins!” The prince snarled. “You will call me Sebastian, or Prince Lyngve, but address me other wise and Red will not just be your name.” Then the beast... ("No prince," he thought) turned towards him and his made Averad realize that he made a mistake. "This was no 'prince'...this was a beast." Sebastian's hungry mind quickly surmised that the man was a hunter. With out thinking with his humanity, Sebastian bared his teeth aiming for the strange man's jaw. Averad jumped back and slashed his sword and an upward arc. He didn't mean to blink...but he did. |
Sasha had simply continued to laugh at the boy’s anger at the name as Red continued walking. When the stuffed annoyance was finally able to speak again he began translating the boy beast’s following roars. He was just finishing up when the beast roared again. This time however it was a sound better associated with that of an angry beast about to attack. Whirling around once again, she was surprised to see the arrival of another man.
Then it all seemed to happen instantly. She barely even noted Sasha grumbling for her to let them kill each other when she suddenly felt herself move. The boy beast lunged at the man’s head and in a second the man had a sword swinging upwards at the beast. Just before the two collided she drew a dagger from her belt blocking the man’s sword mid arch, just as she used her other arm to block the beast’s attack. “That is enough.” (( Also, just so ya'll know. Red cannot understand what Sebastian is saying since he's a lion, she's getting translations from her stuffed wolf Sasha whom only she can hear. Okay just wanted to clarify that. )) |
Sebastian found his jaws sinking into flesh but it didn't taste like sea or male sweat. Sebastian didn't let his jaws sink into the flesh but he couldn't stop himself from falling hard into the ground. Once his mouth was free, he simply rolled to the side to keep from hitting both of them. Slowly he got up and started. He had so many questions he wanted to ask the man, namely friend or foe. Given that he was in beast form he was obvious a foe for now, but where did he come from? The most important question that Sebastian wanted to ask was how was he going to help.
When he recovered his strength, Sebastian started to pace around him. The man was thick and meaty, as much as he attempted to keep those thoughts from his head, the prince could not. He turned towards Red sitting down beside her. “Thank you.” He growled still refusing to submit to the name fluffykins. “I don't know how you can understand me but for the love of god I am still a human being woman. I will pay you 100 gold to call me Sebastian and let me be your pet.” The lion grumbled. His treasury was not going to like this, not one bit. |
Some distance from where the altercation between the captain, lion price, bounty hunter, and stuffed animal was happning, Agrath decided to open her eyes. The water was still and clearn all about her and there were none of her little bird toothpicks to be found.
She fluttered her eyelids and stretched her jaw before gradually working each limb out of the sleep paralysis it seemed to have settled in to. It had been days now, since her last meal and the meat had now worked it's way through her system, for the most part. Extending her limbs, clacking her jaw sn stretching more vigourously now she decided that it might be time for another meal. She certainly wasn't starving yet, but one never knew when the next meal was to be found. My not take advantage of the easy ones already top be had? And an easy meal was waiting for her so long as that new ship remained in port. |
It had been such a very long time since Nikolai had actually been around proper people. Well, people at all, being as they were perhaps so far and few. Cretins, idiots, slaves, savages, infidels, monsters, braggarts, cowards, fools, nancies, and hoodlums.
Though sometimes..you found people. And it was ever so amusing. "How very interesting the upside out and right side down things are~" He cooed in a low and purring voice, dissolving- or was it resolving? Into being on a low hanging branch near where all the commotion was. He grinned a toothy grin, clacking sharp claws against the bark of the tree. His tail slung down, jangling as this or that ornament went skittering about against the others, all racing to escape; being trapped by the final ring along his scrawny looking tail. The ridiculous length wrapped about the limb he rested upon- giving him balance while still looking lazy as all heck. "Could this be a dream- or a coincidence? Or perhaps Both and neither." He grinned ever wider, voice a sinister crawl as he looked them each over in turn. His tail unfurled again, curling and uncurling below him like a lazy yo-yo, too unmotivated to make it all the way back up each time. It didn't even occur to him that it was the oddest situation to be popping into; nor that it was odder still to suddenly up and try starting a conversation. All irrelevancies in his mind. ..That was, if he still had a mind left. |
When the lion boy backed off, thankfully leaving her arm intact as he did so, Red released the other man’s blade and moved away. These people were becoming more trouble than they were worth. Returning her dagger to its proper place in her belt, she turned to head to the village again when she heard the lion’s rumblings once again. Letting out a small sigh, she turned to face the beast that had come to sit beside her while she let Sasha translate what he said. “I doubt you have any gold hidden in that fur of yours, and 100 gold is hardly worth my time…But since I currently have no job lined up at the moment, I suppose you may tag along. But if I find you have no gold, I will have no qualms letting Sasha eat you.”
Yum…cat food. Turning to head towards the village again, she suddenly heard the appearance of yet another voice. She could feel her patience ebbing away. At this rate she would never get out of the forest. Great I smell more cat. While she didn’t have any particular distaste for cats, she could not help but share in the annoyance that seeped out of her stuffed companion. Either way, she was tired of being delayed and decided to ignore all of them and began towards her destination once again. If the beast followed her fine, she had already accepted the job, now it was his choice to follow. |
The lion let out a heavy sigh, ignoring the smell of yet another cat and the distant voice it brought with it. Before he followed the girl, he found the remains of his pants, shifting through the fabric he found his most prized possession. It identified him as who he was and was worth more then a mere 100 gold. It was a medium sized golden locket, with a clock on the outside. Around the clock were intricate carvings which curved around to the back where there was an embossment of his families crest He gathered up the locket and ran after the girl pausing in front of her walking path and dropped it. He growled yet another message to her . “You may keep this as a show of good faith, you will have your money... or else you can keep this.” He hated adding the last part dropping the gold in front of her with watery eyes. With out looking back and continued walking ahead of the girl not really caring if she understood or not. The lion felt like he lost a little part of what little there was left of him.
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The cat gave a low and purring laugh, his voice bubbling about in his chest like an overfilled pot of water. "And this looks like such fun; off to town for a loaf of bread?" He slid down- hanging by knees until he was upside down himself; watching the band of misfits as though this were proper-side up. His volume grew- just to ensure they could hear each of his properly enunciated syllables and appreciate them to their fullest; or perhaps so they could all hear the insult in his voice.
"An overgrown kitten, a red specter, and a sea cucumber; now that's delicious randomality of the cosmically unlikely kind." Not only did it seem as though he simply loved the sound of his own voice- but it was as though he himself didn't think he was abnormal at all. Regardless as to whether or not the sky was all purples and cream in his world. He grinned again, teeth poking at his lips as they drew tight- arms crossing over his chest as he crossed one ankle over the opposite knee. (Did he simply forget the laws of gravity??) His voice grew in a slight mocking tone; an edge that said 'I'm doing this on purpose; you know.' in so obvious a fashion that no doubt no one would notice in the slightest. "Now..which one of you niblets thought it would be wise to skulk about unattended...? Adults can be terribly unforgiving beasties..and nobody's ever quite friendly to bumbling strangers you know.." Yes..he certainly did seem to enjoy the sound of his own smoky voice. |
The hairs on his neck stood up before he heard the mocking voice again. This time it was impossible to ignore as a monkey... no a money this thing was not. The thing fore him had a devilish grin and was speaking in riddles. Though he was amused that it called the strange man a sea cucumber. His eyes traced the beings movements as it sat on the branch as if it were sitting in a chair. What was this fiend doing in the forest. Sebastian shook his head as he realized he should have given up on trying to answer that question along time ago. In all his years of wondering now, he had come across three mysterious beings in one day. It must have been in the water for this monkey was the strangest of them all. Especially since it smelled faintly like lavender. “I am not an over grown kitten..” He growled indignantly wondering if the creature could understand him. His eyes narrowed to two thin amber slits. “I have no answers for you stranger.” Since the being was of no use to him, he did not deserve answers.
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Red stared at the trinket that the lion dropped beside her. Kneeling down, she picked it up and examined it. Studying the locket, she found family crest on the back side of it. She raised an eyebrow as Sasha spoke again.
Fluffykins says that you can hold onto it until he can pay you. If he can’t he says you can keep it…I vote you keep it anyways, it looks like it’s worth a good amount. Also the other cat is getting annoying. Can you make it shut up? She rolled her eyes at his assessment of the locket, it was worth more than just a good amount, and ignored his request, the creature was not bothering her and she had no interest in involving herself in anything to simply appease the wolf. The lockets quality was high, and the gold even higher. The crest alone would bring in a large sum. Pocketing the locket she turned and began walking again. “You have a deal…Sebastian.” |
"Don't worry furbucket, I'm sure it's not your fault you were cursed with four legs and a hideous crown of hair. How -do- you keep from suffocating in it..?" True sympathy rang from his tone as the mangy cat slid from the tree- intent on following the group as it ebbed and slunk away from the forest. What were they all doing in such unmatched pairs? He pondered this as he came to stand next to the lion, eyebrows raising just as he leaned a hand on him.
"Perhaps I will go with you my friend, and follow you- I could ride you you know; as I weigh nothing at all." He smirked, leaning on his hand and very obviously weighing quite a bit more than nothing- as though he were heavier than he appeared. A feather with the weight of an egg, as it were. He smirked, giving a little hop and ending up supporting himself on one hand on the lion's back, smirking over at the woman clothed in red. now he weighed nothing more than a small book- an odd change from the heaviness from before- and spoke as though the lion were now nothing to consider in the slightest. Furniture and no more. "And you understand his mental mumblings- the so silly grunts and squawks he has rambling about in his brain like a gaggle of crazed beasties and muffins? I think he wants me to fetch him a cradle..what ever for, I'm sure I have no idea. What could a lion do with a cradle of all things..?" He carried on, his grin indulgent if anything. What indeed could a lion do with a cradle? Well, certainly more than a baby could, that was fact. It seemed he hadn't a care in the world. Or at least that he cared for nothing in the world- either way, this seemed an interesting method for killing his boredom as it were. The mess derived from such murder however...well, he certainly wouldn't be bothered in picking it up! |
The lion looked up, his body visibly showing relief. Not only did the girl agree to help him but she called him by his real name. It was a start at least. He would be able to pay her to her hearts content when he had this spell removed from him. There was no price he wouldn't pay to get his mothers locket back. He started to follow behind the girl when the other cat said something. It sounded as if he was trying to insult Sebastian's hair. He started to follow in pace behind Red, ignoring the new comer. But then he felt his knees buckling under additional weight.
He soon started to thrash about trying to get the man off of him. He didn't understand what the crazy cat was talking about. Who understood whose mental ramblings? But Sebastian didn't want to ask. He simply found himself rolling over not sure if he crushed the cat under his weight or not. “I am not your friend.” He growled slowly getting up and inching his way to follow red. “I don't know who you are or what your talking about, “ He turned to the man with a dangerous gleam in his eye “but do not mistake me for a horse ever again or you will be fighting my digestive system.” The crazy cat was so rude, and Sebastian didn't even know what to call him. |
Averad looked at the scene and let himself fade into the background, afraid of what else these two might do, as more and more anomalies appeared before him. "It seems that I've been out at sea too long. This is unprecedented," he thought as the Lion-prince exchanged pleasantries with Red, and the cat-like person began to speak in riddles or nonsense depending on how one would look at it. He wondered if he was dreaming for a moment, as he sheathed his sword. He could still hear the ringing from when red blocked it. "No wonder that no one entered the lost forest, not so much because the would be lost in a physical sense, but in a mental sense it would drive someone mad." After pinching himself, hard, he concluded that he definitely was not dreaming.
Following after Red, he called out, "Wait! I'd like to hire your services." ((sorry for the inactivity. Things have been going on. XP)) |
(((Am I too late to play?)))
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((Attempts to shock the RP back to life))
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Sorry Funk we would have to start over, at least I dont think thats a bad idea starting over.
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Locking at request of OP.
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