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bayode
So far, Auster had done nothing but impress him. Rolling hills, vast expanses of land, and a myriad of felines that had crossed his path. Humbled by the arrival and settling in nicely, Raumr makes his way to find an early morning snack. The sun rises slowly, warming dewy grass through breaks in the cloudy sky. It was colder here than he expected for the time of year, but he wouldn't let it hold him back. He was somewhere completely different now and would need to become accustomed to their locale.
The stark scent of briny shellfish piques his interest. Fiery amber eyes peeking over a sand dune, hidden expertly behind tall grass. His tail flicks behind him as he examines the pools of water laid out before him. As was his luck, the tide had just rolled out, waves lapping gently at the far end of the cove. Tide pools rose from the depths revealing crabs and other aquatics animals. The question was... did he go for the smaller critters or wait to see if someone else came by that he could snag for a bigger meal ticket?
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Bayode was, admittedly, feeling a bit like a drowned rat. He'd somehow washed ashore only about a day ago and based on how well that had gone he was probably going to have to cross out swimming on his list of skills. Based on his growling stomach it seemed fishing would be along shortly. He'd arrived only a little ways off, and frankly would have chosen not to keep skirting the sea if it weren't for the strong canine smell that told him some sort of group had set up shop there. So instead he was now plodding on the beach, scanning the tide pools as they'd started appearing and trying his damnedest to catch something, anything. All he'd gotten for his trouble so far was splashing himself with more water. "Speech" |
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The shift of the wind would take it away from Raumr. Thankful that he didn't have nostrils full of salt, it also meant he didn't scent the other male making a wide berth around him. His focus is too intent on the tide pools in front of him to really notice. Muscles tensed, poised and ready for the right moment to snatch up a good snack. He even takes a moment to lick his lips, paws kneading into the dense sand as his stomach growls quietly.
At last, a few birds land upon a cluster of stones. Their beady eyes watch beneath the surface of a deeper tide pool, clearly interested on something below. With their attention distracted by their next meal, Raumr knew that this would be his chance for a meal. Inching closer, slower and slower, he readies to pounce, revealing his position from the brush when the sound of stones clattering and someone hitting the ground startles the birds.
As they light the air, Raumr still attempts. Rushing forward, he jumps into the air after the birds, but clearly misses the target. A growl rumbles in his chest as he turns to see what had caused the disruption in his hunt. Narrowed eyes of fiery amber see the drenched male sputtering and recovering from near drowning. Unlike the brutes of his homeland, Raumr does not stay mad. For as much as his instincts want him to be aggressive and attack the male for allowing his prey to escape, he doesn't see it that way. Clearly, this was not intentional.
Taking a calming breath, Raumr approaches slowly and cautiously. He keeps his head up, but tail low and slowly flickering back and forth. "Are you alright?" His deep rumbles of sweet honey are pleasant to anyone's ears as he gives a gentle smile.
any of raumr's known friends are welcome to crash his threads
For a moment Bayode's worries about the other feline were forgotten as he started trying to haul himself back up to his paws, his mane was soaked, dragging his weight down and he struggled for a moment to get a good grip on the ground enough to really start lifting himself. He'd only just managed to start getting his chest off the ground when a shadow fell over him and a voice rumbled, not unpleasantly, close by. Stopping halfway through the man tilts his head, turning to look up at the male that now loomed (though it really only felt like looming to him) over Bayode. It took a moment for the question to really process and when it did Bay was even more embarrassed. |
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Tension hung in the air. A charge electricity that had Raumr's hair bristling for a moment. As the other male hovered close to the ground, bright blues assessing him carefully, cautiously, Raumr began to feel... nervous. It had been a bit since he'd been around or interacted with another male, especially one closer to him in size. The sensation that rippled through him forced him to take a step back even if the other lion's answer was weak, timid, and definitely not intimidating. Did the other male think he to be the threatening one?
A wistful sigh left his lips, amber eyes sweeping over the male a second time. Ah, it was clear that he was waterlogged. Taking a few more steps back, Raumr dips his head to him. "Please, I don't mean to encroach your space," he speaks humbly, if only a tad embarrassed himself. "I am Raumr, and you are?" He inquires respectfully, head canting slightly.
any of raumr's known friends are welcome to crash his threads
Maybe it was just that his best point of context for other males was his father and the few lone ones he'd met before arriving here but there was something confusing about the way the male backed up... But Bayode decided that was a problem for future Bay to puzzle over. He waited until he felt he wasn't likely to get the other feline before finally shaking himself out, certain that all this salt water was probably going to be terrible for his mane... An ear swivelled towards the stranger and Bay grimaced slightly. "No I just uh-" He just what? Assumed poorly of the man? "I'm Bayode." He tried to smooth past his failed start. Standing now he could clearly see that Raumr was bigger than he was, maybe bigger than any other lion he'd ever seen? Not like, gigantic but certainly large. Despite himself he felt his gaze lingering slightly, admiring... Before he caught himself and he flashed his gaze away. |
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