A Forceful Home (Claiming)

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Vipers ears twitched and she became increasingly aware that it was no longer just the three of them.


Viper was a little taken aback by the crocodile's words but her face did not show it. She eyes the crocodile in an new light. Facing him she lower her head in apology "Forgive me I did not know the word 'lizard' would offend you so. Is there a name I can call you by, I do not wish to keep referring to you as 'lizard' or 'crocodile'. Unless of course you would prefer I call you crocodile." she had no intention of fighting the crocodile today. If he forced her she wouldn't back down. She admired his colourful language but decided that now that the apology was out of the way she would turn back to the male lion.


She liked his answer to her question she felt it matched very well with her ideals. She wanted power but she was in no rush to get it. "I see." she says slowly as if digesting his words. He addressed the crocodile again before responding to her second question.


It seemed as though she hit a nerve when he gave her two options. She chucked at that and shook her head. "no, no, no" she says slowly "standing under you will not do at all." she paused and walked a short distance away from him. "I will not stand against you, but if you want me to join you, you have to prove your strength to me." she paused for dramatic effect. "I do not follow the weak." And with that statement she began to leave in the direction she came. (unless stopped)

Viper was fairly confident that she wouldn't be stopped, none seemed to like her or know her after all. She was wrong though. Something called out to her, its voice was small but the words were intelligent and interesting enough that she felt the need to face the creature. What she saw on the rock was unlike anything she expected, she tilted her head to the side unsure if what she was seeing was real.


The creature's words sinking in she smiled. She never would have guessed that someone so small would pick up on something like that. "Forgive me," she says slowly "maybe I was not clear, I am not saying that the lion is weak, I just have no proof of his strength. I have certain expectations from leaders and at the moment this lion fits almost all of them." she paused as she considered her next words. "it is clear that all here is intelligent, so would not consider defuseing a situation a result of strength. No it is a result of authority and power. But those in power do not always have to strength to hold it, therefor I will not hinder your progress or get in your way. But until I see an act of strength I will not follow you either. " the last part she addressed mostly to Satan. "I am not walking away from death, I admire death.." she says darkly "But your worth is yet to be proven to me."


Looking at the crocodile she turned to acknowledge him with a graceful dip of her head. "Harley it is." she says softly


Nex the white lion began to speak, she turns her head to him. She narrows her eyes at the male lion and makes a show of considering his words before she spoke. "my friend, do not presume to know me. I have never once stated that I was powerful, merely that I do not follow the weak." she says ready to pick at his words and put him in his place. Even if it polite in its method. "And what happens should YOU disappoint me. If you turn out to be weaker than you claim to be what to I get out of this arrangement?" she asked mainly because there was no way she would mate with one weaker than herself.

Satan Harley Jorah