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February 11, 2024The Mire has fallen from the Stärke family and is now held by Luther Rike. The change has stirred but the fighting nature of those on the island. The Brook finds a new leader with Icefang and Isla takes over the Lagoon after a storm pushes out the old leader. Reti finds himself the leader of the Hollows after Alexander is hurt. The Oasis finds a new leader in Léonie who is soon tested by Harou.

January 8, 2024 The snow has finally begun to melt anew, which means that the world is slowly returning to the much-anticipated summer season. With the various holiday activities and the other jests put on by Nafasi also coming to a close, it is safe to say that winter is finally over.

December 5th, 2023 Nafasi had pulled a cruel trick and has sent Amaryllis back into a renewed winter season! But it's not all bad, because the lands will also see a handful of holiday-themed events popping up as a result. To make things more interesting, a wayward trio of travlers have also arrived and are facilitating a mass competition between the prides, bands, and rogues -- formally dubbed the Amaryllis Winter Games.

December 2nd, 2023 The spring air brings forth a number of pride challenges. A familiar challenger for the Cove and the Oasis arrive to try to earn what they want. The new leader of the Lagoon is tested in battle as well. What changes will come from the challenges? Who will remain standing and who will find their world turned upside down?

November 27th, 2023 In a challenge between mother and daughter, the leadership of Wolfbron Bluff changes for the first time in 5 IC years.

November 22nd, 2023 Two death matches, one resurrection, and an almost-war later, the lands find themselves in a constant state of turmoil and calamity. Families have been torn apart and endless blood has been spilt; but how is it all going to end?

November 3rd, 2023 The lands stir violently as a death match rages on between Aeistrios Saxe and Morrigan Greyflood. Observers spill into the pit in droves to witness what will no doubt be a historic battle -- and it is clear that this familial fued is far from over, no matter who wins and who dies.

October 12th, 2023 With winter comes the surge of more pride challenges; Ludivine challenges Ryker for Firnen Rainforest and is victorious in her endeavors, meanwhile an outcropping of maims breaks out on the sidelines. In a shocking turn of events Luther returns to challenge Bruno for Ecrosia Mire, will the former heir prove victorious or has Bruno got what it takes to keep his brother's ambitions at bay? This has undoubtedly shaken things up as Bruno declares war against Andal Oasis and Allies in the process!

September 26th, 2023 A series of pride challenges spark up across the peninsula, while warring families face-off as tensions reach their boiling points. Anthonius Savante barely manages to escape the clutches of Apollinaire Dieudonne with his life, while death looms over the broken truce between the Valour-Greyflood and Saxe families.

September 4th, 2023 After Tinúviel collapsed at the Wolfbron Bluff's challenge, she was unable to make it back to the Lagoon to take up her leadership position again and the pride disbands. Diomedeidae & Cirilla fight for the pride.

August 28th, 2023 Both Amara and Morrigan keep their prides. Lachesis doesn't show to defend the Brook and Renfri takes over. The Wolfbron Bluffs challenge seems to be setting off fireworks already.

August 15th, 2023 The two longest standing female leaders are both fighting for their prides once again. Anthonius challenges Amara for the Bluffs. Amaroq challenges Morrigan for the Summit. A new leader faces his first challenge as Renfri challenges Lachesis for the Brook. Did anyone think that peace was something the island was able to have?

August 1st, 2023 Conflict, drama, love, and loss - the lands are never free from any of it for more than a fleeting moment. As the summer months wane on and the season nears its end, there is no telling what is coming next upon the horizon.

June 19th, 2023 With the rains leaving and spring upon the island, things are heating up among the lions. Bruno seeks to unseat his father in the Mire. Helah looks to dethrone Scorpius in the Oasis and keep the fire between the Bluffs and the Oasis alive. The Plains have raided the Brook and allies on both sides showed up to help.

May 23rd, 2023 All is fair in love and war - moments of chaos and peace lull in a cyclical nature across the lands of Amaryllis, though most are wise enough to know that the quiet never lasts quite long enough.

April 20th, 2023 Alexander manages to win the Hollows and Tiamat keeps the Lagoon. Vághan challenges Amara for the Bluffs but Amara is able to hold off another challenger and keeps the Bluffs. The Cove was hit by a storm that washed away it's leader leaving the lands open to be claimed by Nephthys and Keligan who both are attached to the land. Cirilla attempts to take the Oasis from Scorpius who seems driven to keep the land.

April 5th, 2023 It doesn't take long for the dust to kick up as the Hollows is challenged for by Alexander once again and the Lagoon is challenged for by Fernweh.

March 31st, 2023 As wars and challenges continue to break out across the lands, Amaryllis is certainly keeping up with its turbulent reputation. One can only hope that the dust will settle soon enough - for everyone's sake.

March 10th, 2023 The turbulance of the prides never ceases for very long, as a violent landslide forces the members of Firnen Rainforest to evacuate and disband. Who will step up for the throne this time around?

March 1st, 2023 While Gauthier manages to retain control of Caladan Cove, Lorien Plains' fate is not so simple. With Aeistrios overthrowing Violarum and taking the pride's throne, how will things unravel from here?

February 20th, 2023 Even though the last batch of pride challenges did not succeed in shifting most of the political tides in Amaryllis, it did not deter ambitious souls from seeking out thrones of their own. The fates of both Lorien Plains and Caladan Cove now hang in the balance, stirring further unrest as a result.

January 25th, 2023 It seems that the island wasn't ready for new leaders to take over right away as Vermier keeps ahold of the Hollows and Cassandra keeps the Brook in the family. The steadiness doesn't last long as a blistering sand storm rolls through the Oasis, leaving it empty until Ronin and Scorpius take up battle to see who will claim the lands.

January 16th, 2023 After battling for their prides, all current leaders remain with their crowns. Amara successfully wins a challenge for the Bluffs for the third time. Morrigan wins her first battle after a year of leading the Summit, the relations between the Mire and Summit seem to have splintered as war breaks out. Ryker battles a familiar face in Leander for the Oasis and manages to keep his crown and denies a family the ability to get back to it. Alexander battles Vermier for the Hollows, a move that causes Ryker to drop his attachements to Alexander's family.

January 9th, 2023 After peace seemed to settle over the island the warm air and lifting of the rains brings out the challenges for prides. The Lagoon gains new leaders. The Oasis leader, Ryker fights to keep his pride from Leander. Amara, the oldest leader in the island once again fights to keep the Bluffs, this time against Arkyn. While Cassandra fights against Aeistrios to keep the Brook in the paws of family and friends.

December 19th, 2022 In a bold move, Amara of Wolfbron Bluffs has taken King Alizabeth prisoner after she was attacked by some mammoths. This has left Scilla Lagoon empty of it's leader once again.

December 16th, 2022 Spring works it's way to the island and with the coming of warmer weather it seems that the island has calmed and for the moment allowed things to settle.

November 29th, 2022 The winter season has proven to be brutal and unforgiving as the weather pushes the lions of Scilla Lagoon from their home, once again leaving the pride vulnerable for claiming. This time, Ronin is looking for the opportunity to rule, though he is quickly countered by Alizabeth, who is hoping to reclaim what was once her's.

November 11th, 2022 After Alizabeth left the Lagoon to find her cub and ended up falling ill, the pride has found itself at the center of another challenge and war. Prometheus and Recluse fought to see who would lead Scilla Lagoon, with Recluse reigning victorious, while the lions of Wolfbron Bluffs extend their reach with Vermier as the new High Sovereign of Obsidian Hollows. With so many changes to the leaders of Amaryllis, what is ahead for the island?

November 8th, 2022 "When will this end?" you may ask yourself as you are thrust in between worlds once more. This time, however, you are not simply floating in the nothingness or above the land you call home. No. It is snippets of visions that pay now before you as if you're there. As if it isn't just a memory of a time long gone. Their piercing eyes gaze at you. You are taken aback out of fear or maybe awe. Somehow you know deep within your heart the identity of this loner: Kivuli. When you awake, the memory of the fury in their gaze remains burned within your mind.

October 22nd, 2022 An earthquake has resulted in parts of Obsidian Hollow to fall in, trapping Roan in the process as he sought to evacuate the others. In the aftermath, Vermier and Revna waste no time moving in to make their claim for the newly vacant territory.

October 17th, 2022 It is happening again - you are thrust into this in-between of worlds, the tendrils of mist swirling before you like hungry serpents. You can almost feel them tickle your sides and wrap around your ankles -- "I am Kivuli," the strange chorus of voices responds firmly, their fury brimming at the tip of their words. It is powerful and intense, like a titanous wave about to crash and leave everything in ruin. "... and I will take back what is mine." What is coming for the island? Will there be enough support to keep Maua as the stronger deity or will Kivuli take over?

October 8th, 2022 A rumble is felt on the eastern side of the island, prompting violent waves to crash into the lands of Caladan Cove and driving out the lions that once lived there. Days pass before the ocean calms and settles once again, but the lions that were once there are now gone, and the pridelands are open for a new ruler.

October 7th, 2022 Alizabeth remains the leader of Scilla Lagoon whilst Seneca loses his battle to Ryker for Andal Oasis. Will the outcome of these battles shape how the island works together in the coming days? With new leaders also taking over Lorien Plains (Ghyslaine) and Vermeda Brook (Cassandra), things could be on edge once again.

October 1st, 2022 Something takes hold of those living on the island - - shared vision or dream that seems to shake the core of what they have come to know. Accompanied with a strange voice within their minds, those who came to Amaryllis long ago, guided by Maua's voice, will feel a pagne of familiarity. Only this time, the voice is different and chilling. What is coming?

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winter wakes the wolf
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drag my teeth across your chest
to taste your beating heart
there were several things that occupied her mind as she made the trek to the rainforest. louve came alone, and that was a message unto itself. fire did not mark her trail but it burned in her chest, a tempered smolder that would ignite only under certain conditions.

travel gives her time to reflect, thrusting the scarred wolf in to a history that was chillingly bloodstained. not just any blood but that of the Gods, spilled between family members in a manner that speaks to their ancestry. louve remembers the taste of her; remembers, too, the bite of her claws. despite the blood spilled her memory of that day is sharp, turned over and over in her mind in an almost manic need to not forget anything.

she remembers, too, the sight of her daughter, bloodied on the steps of the bluffs, speaking of a description that is burned in to her mind. louve, though fiercely protective, did not immediately track down the source of her daughter's wounds. she might have, had the call for firnen not come first, followed by the news from her mother and husband.

between them whispers the beginning of a blood feud -- it is not something the matriarch wishes to see solidified. they are family, they are dieudonne, and so their blood is as important as her own. she comes to speak to them, alone; she is prepared if they wish to bring Death to the meeting.

standing well clear of the borders she calls for the high sovereign and her king, for her sister, too should she wish to join.

and then she waits.

@Ludivine ♔ @Gauthier ♔ @Léontine
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      |   #2
It festers. A gnawing, thriving infection, black tendrils spreading like a sickness from a maggot-infested wound. It pulses and grows with every breath, every beat of a heart. Haunting, punishing, weeping. It fuels and yet takes at the same time, a parasite driven deep down into the very core.

H A T E

“It seems you haven't heard the news,” a soft purr rumbles from the darkness, thick foliage shrouding the speaker from vision. “So let me make it clear to you.”

“Cette fierté n'est plus ton alliée.”

This pride is no longer your ally. From her bloody throne she emerges, a proud tyrant with a crooked crown. Disdain floods her very being as she approaches the earthen lioness, teeth bared and claws reaching for dirt, as though eager to dig the other's grave. Upon the border she halts her advance, a gargoyle ready to kill to defend her castle. To defend what she had fought so valiantly for.

Mercy. That is what @Louve ♔ had called it when she had chosen not to kill Ludivine that day. Ah, but there was no mercy in such a sparing! Only a devil's mark left to fester hatred like sepsis, infecting her very core and burning her veins. She could so easily seek to extinguish the fire — to reach forward and gouge the life from the Dieudonné matriarch. She would do it with great glee, so bathe herself in blood and make herself whole once more.

But that would simply be... Too easy.
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an afterthought; that's what she is? she may attend, if interested, @Louve ♔'s song sings as it reverberates through the trees. and for a long, long moment the heiress remains where she is: stretched on her back, paws tucked to her chest and staring blandly up at the sky where it filters through the canopy. and she lets the rage fester, boil up in her blood. an afterthought. she rolls, feet tucking under her body, and shoves upwards as her claws unsheathe. she's moving before she fully finishes the motion, ears slicked down tight to her skull and head slung low between her rolling shoulder blades as she prowls for the scent of her sister.

for the fury that paves a clear path to her.

léontine comes from an angle, seeing where her sister prowls in the underbrush, and she pauses - watching louve from across the border with luminous, unimpressed eyes. but she's silent, still; waiting.

the high sovereign strides from her place, toeing the line between the two family members, and léo feels her lips peel back with a wicked sort of smile. when the stance is taken, the threat laid bare, she shifts into motion, rolling up alongside her kin and brushing a shoulder against her hip. a purr catches in her throat as she rubs her jaw along her side, slicking herself fully against her, before letting her gaze slide back to louve and the purr strangles, shifts to a deep, rolling growl.

she's silent; watching, calculating. waiting, ever waiting, for one slip up so that she may launch herself across the line at the matriarch.

the last time she attacked without thinking - without order - ludivine made sure that her sister knew how very displeased she was.

so this time she waits, practically vibrating in place, as she kneads the soft earth beneath her claws. waiting for her lead to be unsnapped from her collar, and the word that will let her free.
EXECUTION FANTASY
      |   #4
drag my teeth across your chest
to taste your beating heart
teeth and claws, teeth and claws. drench them in blood and drag them across your tongue, for that was the way of the dieudonne. rip and shred, lay waste to your enemies -- but oh, is that what she found, here? enemies?

"non," she agreed, as they arrive with fire and brimstone in their eyes, "vous l'avez dit clairement lorsque vous avez versé le sang de ma fille." you made that clear when you spilled my daughter's blood. once she had thought it possible, when she had come to the bluffs to meet family. once she had been thrilled to find more of her kind on the borders.

her daughter's blood against the red rock.

"pas des alliés, mais une famille." not allies, but family. louve does not back down from their threats, veiled or not. her gaze is steady, unflinching, shifting from one sister to the other and back again. she had fought for her place, proven her worth, and so what was she meant to do with those that did not fall in line? those that held grudges that had no place in their family?

a part of her wants to prove to them (again) her strength, to demand justice for the blood they spilled. to take from them as they had taken from her beloved daughter, a girl-child of the dieudonne.

instead she swallows her impulse and tries, once, to reach the unattainable. "cette... querelle... ne lui sert pas à grand chose." this... feud... does not serve it well. "les dieudonnés sont plus forts quand on ne s'égorge pas.." the dieudonne are stronger when we are not ripping out eachothers throats. .

@Ludivine ♔ @Léontine
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      |   #5
The touch of her sister against her hip calms the fire gouging her veins and filling her with festering anger — festering hate. Enough, at least, to prevent her from simply launching across the border and seizing the other by the throat. A laugh, raw and unbridled, rumbles in her throat at @Louve ♔'s words.

“Oh? Celui-là était le tien? Mes plus sincères excuses,” That one was yours? My sincerest apologies, she sneers, words thick with sarcasm. “Considérez cela œil pour œil.” Consider it an eye for an eye. Or, as @Léontine had said, a life for a life. There is no remorse in her gaze — a steeled warrior's eyes, filled with nothing but loathing. She does not fear the other — only one of them had a crown, bloodied with their enemy. A scoff, follows Louve's next set of words, but this time she keeps her poisoned tongue trapped behind the cage of her teeth. Silent.

There would be no acknowledgement of family.

Her silence is broken by laughter, her loathing once more stoked to flame by the chartreux lioness. There is some acknowledgement in the back of her mind that Louve has come simply seeking for a truce — but she'd spent an entire long year giving birth to the monster that is her hate. It would not be so easily caged.

“Tu aurais dû y penser avant d'essayer d'arracher ma sœur!” You should have thought of that before you tried to tear my sister's out! A screech — a banshee wail — as she takes a lone step closer to her enemy. “Vous l'avez connue pendant cinq minutes avant de déterminer qu'elle méritait la mort — elle, ta famille. Et pour quelle raison?” You knew her for five minutes before you determined she deserved to die — her, your family. And for what reason? Another step.

“Because we weren't born in these lands? Amaryllis never was, and never will be, the Dieudonné's homeland. We have just as much a right to these lands as you.” Perhaps, there was even another Dieudonné matriarch out there, leading the family in lands outside of where they were now. One fight did not a leader make — if Louve wanted to be sincere in her apology, in mending their relationship, then she'd have to do more than simply talk. Respect went both ways.
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drag my teeth across your chest
to taste your beating heart
@Ludivine ♔ laughs and louve wants to rip out her throat then and there. it is an impulsive thought that she does not act on; ironic considering the words she says, the truce she attempts. so much so that she finds amusement, there, and one lip curls in faint grin. "la vie d'un enfant ne paie pas celle d'un adulte." a child's life does not pay for an adult's. her voice carries the same sneer, jabbing at the fact that they had extracted their revenge on a girl barely half grown.

and when laughter rises again she is reminded vaguely of her own husband.

louve takes a step forward, matching the firnen queen, yellow eyes narrowed in determination. show no weakness. "elle a demandé," she asked "j'ai répondu. c'est la voie dieudonné, mais tu le sais sûrement ?" i answered. it is the dieudonne way, but surely you know that? how many matriarch's had been crowned in the blood of family? "qu'est-ce qui m'aurait fait faire ?" what would you have had me do? there was no winning, that day. there was no clear cut path, no obvious challenger. and louve knows damn well that ludivine would not have backed down were the roles reversed.

who will you kill to reign?

another step, mirroring, keeping the invisible boundary between them. "je n'ai jamais nié votre droit à ces terres." i have never denied your right to these lands. the lands they ruled meant nothing in the end. "notre sang vaut plus que la saleté sur laquelle nous nous tenons." our blood is worth more than the dirt we stand on.
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“Alors peut-être devriez-vous apprendre à votre fille à ne pas menacer ceux qui sont plus grands qu'elle. Les prochains qu’elle rencontrera ne seront peut-être pas aussi miséricordieux que nous.” Then perhaps you should teach your daughter not to threaten those larger than her. The next ones she meets might not be as merciful as us. A wicken grin of her own, mirroring that of @Louve ♔ — perhaps, before placing her daughter as the victim, she should learn the truth. If one wished to threaten others — threaten them with bodily harm — then they should be ready to back it up. @Léontine had gone easy on Faustine; a crueler lion might have gone much further.

In fact, they might have gone further themselves, if the scent of Wolfbron had not been so heavy upon her pelt. “What would you have had me do?” Ludivine studies the other for a moment noticing the mirror of her actions. If the Firnen Queen pushed her enough, would the Sovereign be foolish enough to step across enemy borders just to prove a point?

“Tu aurais pu revendiquer ton droit avec le sang d'un ennemi,” You could have claimed your right with the blood of an enemy, she deadpans in response, no hesitation in her words. “She challenged your right to have authority over those whose respect you had not yet earned — she did not challenge you for your crown. The fight to the death is only reserved for two Dieudonné that both want the crown — but surely you know that?” She throws Louve's words back at her, as though insulted by any insinuation that Ludivine wouldn't know the rules of her own kind.

But she wasn't there to convince the Wolfbron Sovereign of anything — she could choose to live in denial if she wished, and it would not affect the Firnen Queen any. She had been absolved of any familial guilt a long time ago, and accepted that they may forever have an ocean of blood between them.

“Si la paix est ce que vous désirez, que ferez-vous pour la gagner?” If peace is what you wish for, what will you do to earn it? Words were simply not enough.
      |   #8
drag my teeth across your chest
to taste your beating heart
"tous mes enfants apprennent à se défendre contre ceux qui les menacent," all of my children are taught to defend themselves against those that threaten them for the story she had heard from faustine painted a much different story, the younger girl trapped between the two adults, "si elle était assez stupide pour vous menacer en premier, alors elle méritait ses cicatrices." if she was fool enough to threaten you first then she deserved her scars. a hard learned lesson, though louve was not entirely certain of where the truth lay between the two versions she had heard.

louve cannot entirely hold back the scoff that breaks free, though, when ludivine suggests an enemy might have done the trick. "puis-je avoir?" could i have? it was not what she had been taught, it was not what she had been raised to believe. there were none worth fighting for such a title except for those that bore the same blood. "crois-tu vraiment que Dieudonné aurait respecté mon règne si je m'étais contenté de mouiller mes griffes avec le sang d'un ennemi ?" do you truly believe the dieudonne would have respected my rule if i only wet my claws with the blood of an enemy?

reflecting on that day, on the insults that had been tossed, the anger that had flared, louve was not ashamed to admit she had been caught up in it. too eager to prove herself, too eager to prove a point. "j'avais besoin de faire mes preuves mais... je suis désolé de ne pas avoir fait preuve de plus... de patience." i needed to prove myself but... i am sorry i did not exercise more... patience. it is not exactly an apology or an admission of error, but louve is at least willing to entertain the notion that she should have waited for a more willing challenger.

"je ne me fais pas d'illusions avec des pensées de paix, Ludivine," i do not delude myself with thoughts of peace, @Ludivine ♔ that seemed an unattainable dream, now, with a river of blood between them, "mais je ne souhaite pas non plus la haine." but i do not wish for hatred, either. louve stops, there, gauging the firnen queen's response before she says any more.
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      |   #9
A claim, that she teaches her children how to defend themselves — did she though? Ludivine is certain @Léontine would attest to the opposite, seeing as how she had a nice little snack ripped straight from the obsidian yearling's body. But she chooses to school her emotions and keep her expression flat as she remains quiet, not here to argue such facts. Regardless it seemed that @Louve ♔ wasn't here for revenge. A part of the cannibal Queen almost laments such a fact — how easy it would be to dine on the other, a taboo feast amongst kin — but bloodshed, perhaps, would be avoided still. Time would tell.

She remains silent still as the other scoffs at the idea that the blood of an enemy would be enough. Why does the chartreux lioness truly believe that only the flesh of kin would demand respect? If she was so honour-bound by their blood, by the belief that war amongst kin was above them — then, perhaps, she should have realized that respect could be earned in other ways?

If you had simply treated me with respect, you would have earned it. But the words forever remain unsaid.

Louve continues to speak — Ludivine, listens. A poker face masking her emotions, though lips quirk every now and then into a sinister grin. A huff of air every now and then — a laugh, perhaps? Imagine ruling a family as a matriarch and believing peace between its members was unattainable. Still so young, still so naive, Louve couldn't possibly comprehend that bonds could easily be repaired.

I'm sorry.
I want to earn your respect.


It would have been... So easy.

“Our grandmother was the youngest daughter of the first and only Dieudonné patriarch,” Ludivine finally begins to speak once more once Louve is done, yellow gaze trained against her for a response. “Upon his death, her family cast her out. There was no crime laid upon her head that could have earned her such a judgement — merely the fact that they saw her to be nothing more than an outsider.” A sneer, claws torturing the soil beneath as she begins to prowl back and forth, tail lashing against thighs. “She was left to fend for herself. Even alone, she kept to the Dieudonné ways, ingrained in her since birth. She was royalty, a granddaughter of the first matriarch. She deserved... Better.”

Ludivine stops pacing once she is back in front of Louve once more, her gaze filled with festering loathing. She doesn't have a reason to tell the other her story — especially when she never asked. Louve and her entire side of the family cared for nothing other than their own immediate blood, it seemed, blind to the fact that there was so much more family outside of their own lineage.

“Nous sommes venus sur ces terres pour voir si notre famille avait changé ses habitudes,” We came to these lands to see if our family had changed their ways, a scoff as she speaks her words, salmon-coloured gaze trained to Louve's.

“Selon vous, quelle est notre conclusion?” What do you think our conclusion is? Let her answer correctly.
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léontine watches for a long time, her eyes gleaming as they watch @Louve ♔ hungrily. every word from her lip bids the loyal hound's own to peel back into a wider and wider cheshire cat smile. she claims them family even as léo thinks back to that day on the bluffs; claims that they - they! - were the instigators at every turn. and while she might have leapt to her own defense, @Ludivine ♔ does so quite nicely. she screeches her outrage at the woman and the heiress all but gloats. it's nice, to have one another's back, she thinks. with gauthier's addition, it's nice to have a moment where it is only the two of them once more.

it's when louve presses closer, a flippant i teach my children to defend themselves falling from her lips that the heiress finally joins the conversation. she strolls closer herself, leaning right up to the invisible boundary line and presses a single claw against it - testing for weakness. probing and prodding in an attempt to goad the other dieudonné into action so she has a reason to fight.

est-ce que tu leur enseignes ? do you teach them? she asks, innocently, lifting a paw to examine her claws before leveling her gaze on the woman once more. perhaps you should do better. De toute façon, elle avait un mauvais goût. she tasted foul anyway. but the other seems eager for peace even as she denies any hand in the trouble that day; acts as though léontine had ever wanted the matriarchy.

the death of an enemy was more than enough to prove yourself; better than kin who had no such desire.

léo knows she had goaded the other into attacking, intent on finding her weakness - her insecurity - and laying it bare for all to see. but she wanted the rest of them to see what was going to lead them. what still lead... most of them. she flashes her gaze up and down the sovereign, eyes rolling away to land on her sister as she prowls and lay their history bare in the earth between the sects of the family.

she has nothing to add to what her sister says, initially; nothing except a stuttering growl that rumbles in the depths of her throat. it's only when ludivine is finished that léontine offers one more reminder to the matriarch: même ta propre mère a nié nos règles. even your own mother denies our rules. louve had been there when amara tried to intervene on vermier's behalf; a man. a man in the family. she scoffs, spits on the earth at her cousin's paws. pathétique.
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