Deliberate (Open)

[Taboo]

DHALIA

Red eyes surveyed the cold stone around her, the place was not natural, everything was deliberate here. Padding along one of the long rows of stone seats, the feline narrowed her eyes, whatever made these was long gone from what she could tell. Stopping, she sat back on her haunches and looked down into the open space below. The area in the middle of the formation was overgrown with weeds, a few bones scattered here or there.

The blood colored Crimson had been gone from her birth pride for at least a week now, and could not see herself returning in the future. Detaching herself from all that she knew was surprisingly easier than she thought, if anything, it was almost refreshing in a painful way. Like tearing open a scab, while the cool air against the wound is nice, it still bleeds anew. It helped to not think about it, to not dwell on it at all.

[Jason]

Elliot had been lounging in the Arena, unused to normal land now. His missing eye was hurting more and more of late, though, Jasper had brought him here. It was a good place, once one left the Colosseum. While he was not yet fully aware of the history behind its creation, he knew who had indeed created it. He knew the land lived. He knew that only recently was it able to be found by mortals. He knew that it was helping him to control the pain. He would have begun to doze had not another creature appeared.

She had a red, enticing figure, but the gate in his eye became a bit active at her presence. A soft hiss slipped between his teeth and the black and white beast stood to gaze down upon her, injuries having finally healed, though blood still came from his missing eye and occasionally out of his lungs. "This place is treacherous," he stated, loudly enough for her to hear. "It does not take kindly to uninvited guests."

[Taboo]

DHALIA

She heard the male before he spoke, his claws on the stone alerted her. Turning her eyes to rest on him, the blood on his face was minor footnote, she glared uninterested at him, curling her lip as she spoke.

"That's cute, really, but I'm sure what happens to me is none of your concern" she growled "Let it be treacherous, I don't care"

[Jason]

Elliot rolled a pale eye at her growl. He descended the rows of seats with ease, appreciating the healing talents of Victor greatly. He was scarred to the point he would make a cub flinch, but he did not behave as if he thought he looked odd. "Unfortunately, I live here, so I do have to care. Should you leave the land and die, then it is out of my hands, so to speak."

He was close enough to smell her now, and what hit his nose puzzled him. He thought back a bit and a slow smile appeared. "Ah... You are Jasper's daughter? One of his new young. That would explain why nothing has tried to attack you yet. I suppose that makes you welcome here." He sat down, broad shoulders slackening. He was aware that she was quite dangerous due to her father's blood, but Jasper had been protecting him much longer than she had been alive. He knew how Crimsons worked, as he was the great grandchild of the beast.

[Taboo]

DHALIA

She kept her glare even as the stranger smiled.

"How fortunate" she growled in reply, sarcasm dripping from her words. "And unfortunate at the same time, I think I'd rather enjoy getting a few limbs sliced off right about now"

[Jason]

Elliot could not help but be amused by the teenage angst, which he knew would only further piss her off. He adjust the patch over his eye as it began to slip, though wisps of charcoal mists slipped through for that second. "Why would you leave your father?" He currently did not think too highly of her. His mother and father had disappeared many years after he had become an adult, but he still missed both greatly.

"I suppose I could oblige, if you are into self mutilation," he replied, single eye focused on her.