-Planning-

[~ ashira]

MORGOTH
[CLAIM] t h e .souls

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So the cubs were growing quickly, growing into fine warriors indeed. Now they were about 5 moons old. Their bodies had lost it's young looking fluff, and their pelts had turned into a courser, shinier fur. The two cubs, dubbed Ryoshi and Kieron, were becoming warriors. Builds were sleek and lion-like - thanks to mother. Ah yes, hunters indeed. Agile and quick, perfect for combat. He had to admit, leopard bodies were heavier, giving some advantage, but overall, the sleeker bodies spelled triumph.

He let out an reverberating call, echoing through the temple. His lyrics were low and bellowing, almost demanding. Kyouran and her cubs needed to come. It was time to plan. To plan the downfall of Ashira and her followers. To plan his revenge. Morgoth would let his new family share that sweet taste. Revenge...

His massive paws brought him to the pond beside him, drinking his fill and letting the excess drip down his chin and back to its source as he waited. They had better not be late, for Ashira could be plotting her revenge too.

Phfft. Why worry? She could never defeat the dark one. It was simply not done. The bad guys always won. No matter what fairytales said. They were lies made up by the lights ones. The weaklings, to hide what was really true.

[Retsu → [氷]]

-K.Y.O.U.R.A.N-
-R.Y.O.U.S.H.I-
-K.I.E.R.O.N-

Kyouran led her two cubs. They were still small, but they looked older and bigger, they were slightly more of a threat than the little scraps of puff that they had been. She herded them along with her tail, sweeping them forward in case they fell behind. Kieron walked proudly in front of the two, while Ryoushi preferred to walk beside his mother.
The threesome wandered towards where they heard the call of Morgoth, readying themselves for the first training session.
They arrived right where Morgoth was standing, and then the two young ones sat down to show respect while Kyouran merely nodded her head at them and stood there to await the commands. She knew he was the leader, but she was co-commanding. She had decided that she didn't need to act like he was too superior. Nor did she want to bow down to anyone, even the father of her cubs and her King.
"So, are we going to plot something?" She asked, licking a claw.[/center]

[~ ashira]

MORGOTH
[CLAIM] t h e .souls

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Ah, Kyouran was still as beautiful and proud as always. She hadn't lost that shine in her eyes that he loved. Some faes would lose it to the burden of a child, but Kyouran was not weak, she was of the strong. The two cubs were old enough to train in his ways...notheir ways. He had to show some respect for Kyouran. She had done he hard work, after all.

The brute came closer, nodding to Kyouran and looking over the cubs. It was time to plan, but first Kieron and Ryoushi would have to be trained. So, they would do so first.

He glanced back to Kyouran, signaling silently to come to his side.

"So, do you two want to learn to be warriors?"

He smiled. Morgoth was persuading in these times, making it sound like there was no other answer. But there was no better answer. Being a warrior was close to the best thing to be. You were respected by your clan and feared by your enemies. Was there any better place to be?

Light shone through the holes in the wall, lighting up his golden pelt into a wondrous color of dark gold.

Dark gold? It was a strange color. A strange color indeed. He had never seen one with the same dark color. He was born in hell and spat out. The black optics, changing to crimson, it all made the picture complete.

Darkness. Evil. Cruelty.

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[Retsu → [氷]]

"Yessir," The two heirs said, nodding at their father. They waited patiently, as they had been taught to be very obedient by their mother. She knew that it would come in handy, as reckless heirs could get out of hand.
Kyouran nodded, then slid into place beside him.

OOC:

Writer's block.

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[~ ashira]

[ooc - that's okay]

MORGOTH
[CLAIM] t h e .souls

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Ah yes, they would be fine warriors. Obedient and attentive. They'd learn quickly, he knew they would. And soon, they would become commanders of the islands. How was that for the future? It would happen, eventually. He knew it. With his minds, his brawn, his experience. Everything would fall into place. Everything would click. It was something that would be so easy to take over. A battle against the lights? That would be easy. Their numbers were much smaller than Retuna, that's for sure. It would be too easy. The battle was already won.

Tail flicked back and forth impatiently, trying to think of where to start with the cubs. He walked towards them, sitting down. His sons were growing, and had adopted his proud posture.

"That's right. Chin up. But let's not talk about wee things like posture now. That will be perfected on its own. " Yes, Morgoth hadn't needed to think about it at all. No. It naturally came to him, like it would to them. "Step one. Combat. It's quite easy. Attack me, but sheath your claws for right now. We don't want blood do we?" He stood up, facing his side to them, watching them intently. "One of you, go for your mother." Morgoth nodded to Kyouran, telling her to get into position.

Let's see what they could do.

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[Retsu → [氷]]

Kyouran steadied herself, but not too much. After all, they were only mere cubs.

Kieron stood up, crouching down and flattening his ears. He studied Morgoth for a moment and then leaped, paws out for the attack. Ryoushi copied the position, but instead of leaping he darted to Kyouran's side with speed and dexterity, letting loose a paw to try and slam into her.

Neatly, the female dodged the swipe and then 'bopped' the cub on his head, then pushed him away. "Good try," She whispered.

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[~ ashira]

MORGOTH
[CLAIM] t h e .souls

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Oh, they had a lot to learn, indeed. They were brave and bold, he admired that greatly, but sometimes that wasn't enough. You needed brains. Strategy. Without them, you fight like a mob, and lose. And Retuna Clan was not a losing type. No, no. They were always victorious. That was why these cubs must be trained.

Morgoth smiled, seeing how much Kieron 'Advertised' what he was about to do. His crouch gave it all away. He admired such a bold move, lunging flat out like that, paws outstretched to their farthest. It was surprising, true, that he would attempt such a move, but they had no experience. Who could blame them? Quite frankly, he would have done the same thing. Oh, he was so proud of them.

The evil brute glanced to Kyouran just in time to see her bop Ryoushi neatly on the head. Smiling, he looked back to his young opponent and slid to the side of him, lushing out a powerful paw and giving him a strong push, trying to get him off balance.

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[ooc - eh, muse is finally wearing thin.]