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Post by Jason on Apr 6, 2013 19:49:36 GMT -5
A rather unique feline lay alone in the Veldt. With fair fur, innocent beauty, and a sense of fragility about her, she did not seem to fit into this area. Among monsters, however, Faia was quite comfortable. Her father and her uncle were the worst creatures she knew of, after all. Even if something terrifying had come up to her, she would not have reacted. As it happened, she was nearly emotionless. At her own behest, her father had locked away most of her emotions. She was not likely to disclose why with others, but it had likely been due to constant depression or something of the like.
Faia was waiting for someone, that much was clear with the way she scanned the landscape. Funeral was the one she awaited currently. Her father had arranged this meeting, though she was not entirely sure why. However, she had the notion that Jasper was seeking suitors for her.
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Post by Silverfang on Apr 6, 2013 20:21:06 GMT -5
A calm breeze blew in the Veldt, a winged beast making his way across the lands. He held himself enough to not go about his way with a jaded endeavor, but enough to hold himself together. He made no effort to look regal or important, that being the last on his mind for the day.
Jasper had somehow talked him into meeting a young female - eldest daughter, if he remembered correctly? Hn, figured it may be good to meet allies and whatnot. No matter.
As she came into sight, the dominant stepped over, ripped audits perking in the slightest, eyelids lowered the top half of his eyes. He didn't seem too interested. "You this 'Faia' I've heard about?" He rose a single brow, waiting for her answer to prove he had gotten the right person.
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Post by Jason on Apr 6, 2013 20:38:56 GMT -5
Faia perked her ears as the sound of a larger beast approached. Her head tilt as azure eyes focused on him. “Indeed I am. And from the description my father gave me, you must be Lord Funeral.” The feline possessed a musical voice, quite pleasant and soothing. She inclined her head politely, but did not smile, face void of emotion, yet making her appear incredibly innocent. “A pleasure to meet you, sir.” She stood, slender legs moving so that she bowed to him. She was incredibly well mannered.
“I apologize if my father convinced you to do this against your better judgment. I can assure you I will not cause you any problems. He said you were deserving of a female who could appreciate you fully. A female without such attitude, and thus he wanted to see if I might be that feline.” Her lush tail brushed over ground and her creamy mane was flicked from her eyes with a casual motion of her head. She seemed regal, but it did not appear forced, just a natural grace. “If it would not bother you, I would like to follow you around a bit. I fear that my father’s tour did not go into much detail…” She shook her head. “He has a reason to all he does,” she sighed, almost laughing. “And I am aware there is little family resemblance twixt my father and I. But I suppose you can infer why.”
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Post by Silverfang on Apr 6, 2013 20:58:50 GMT -5
"There's no need for that.." He mumbled lowly when she made a bow to him. "Hardly necessary." All of the inhabitants knew who he was - good opinion or bad. He supposed the whole concept of over-the-top greetings and such were a bit superfluous by now. It wasn't even important to him anymore, really, just as long as they showed some form of respect. And if not, well, he could chew them out and spit them back to put them in their place if he needed too.
He listened to her next words carefully, a hint of anger flickering in his dark olive gaze. More for Jasper than the fae beside him. "I don't need a female on my arm." He replied crossly, ears pinning back. "You can tell your father I have no interest at this time. For any female, be them with or without any 'attitude' that he described." Was the cat seriously obliging himself to present him with his daughter? To maybe, make him look good? A snort was given at the thought, and he rolled his eyes. "No offense to you or your family, of course, but I can fair on my own. I don't need someone breathing down my neck in my private affairs. I've got a pride to run, and I'm capable of it on my own." Again, a snort left his lips as she explained that he had a 'reason'. The King shook his head and turned the opposite direction, calling back over his shoulder. "Enjoy your stay in the Veldt."
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Post by Jason on Apr 6, 2013 21:41:51 GMT -5
“I was taught my manners and I shall use them,” she stated firmly in response. “And by the opinion of most, a bow is mainly a gesture of respect. I have not prostrated myself to you.” Once again, her fine mane was in her face, but at this point, she was no longer concerned with keeping it out of her eyes. As his expression soured, she realized that her father had not been completely honest with this male and knew she had to remedy the situation immediately. Thus she leapt to stand before him. Her form may have been incredibly lithe, but she was still the spawn of an abomination and thus not so easily pushed aside. “I did not mean to offend, and I doubt he did either. Neither he or I question your ability to lead. I am not going to lay compliments upon you, but to have made it to this point, you obviously have some skill in leadership.” Her stance relaxed a bit and she stepped back, no longer trying to block his way. “I am still curious about the creature who now leads this pride. Could you at least indulge me that much? I would like to know of the wars I have missed.”
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Post by Silverfang on Apr 8, 2013 23:10:56 GMT -5
A bland 'hmn' was given as he overlooked her, a single brow twitching as he listened to her words without much of a lively flicker in his expression. The situation had already lost some of it's meaning for him, but as she loosened her posture and took a step back and spoke, a very light huff was given. A single paw of his was stranded in the air, and had now been set down softly, some of his irritation having leaked off. It was still clear he wasn't at all pleased with this, however.
"If you want to know more about me, you'll do fine to observe, like every other comrade that is apart of Meurtrier." He stated firmly, before continuing. "Wars? I've only ever been in one, most recently. All the others I've heard of, so there aren't many facts in those ones."
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