just can't wait [open]

just can't wait [open] Jul 26, 2019 12:04:37 GMT -6

Post by Orzala on Jul 26, 2019 12:04:37 GMT -6

Sitting here atop the South Rim, Orzala could see out over almost all of the land, as if she were some kind of ruler over it. She yearned for such a thing like nothing else she could ever imagine. She was the daughter of a king after all, powerful and beautiful. At least that is what she liked to tell herself. In reality she was the bastard daughter of a king, her mother's blood tainting any chance she would ever have to ascending the throne to her father's empire. Khalsa was still relatively small, but the young female still saw the potential in her father's vision. He truly was a king but Orzala knew that someday he would fade away and someone else would have to carry on his vision. So she dedicated herself to learning everything she could so that someday she could become someone able to rule. Kharak had never once claimed the bastard pups that came from Siren's womb as his own, but it was obvious from size alone that they were his welps. Orzala only wished that her mother hadn't given her heart so easily to Kalique. It wasn't as though she had anything against the monochromatic male, but he was no king. Now Orzala and her sister Liatris were doomed to be nothing more than bastards forever.

Orzala knew the fate that awaited her if she was to wait around for her fate. She saw the other pups being groomed to be Ganika, taught how to serve a male's carnal desire. There was even a chance that the Rajah might grace a lucky female with his attention. Orzala didn't want to be anyone's vessel for pleasure. Instead she saw the potential within herself to be so much more. Besides why would she settle herself to allow every male in this pack to breed her when she wanted to rule over them all someday. In fact it disgusted her thinking of herself in that role. It disgusted her to think of Liatris in that role. They were too good for such treatment. After all they were the daughters of the Rajah, even if he refused to claim them as his own. She wouldn't wait for him to decide they were worthy though. She would train and train and train until her paws bled. Nothing would be able to stop her from claiming her destiny even if it meant starting off as a lowly foot soldier. She would rise to her destiny and no one would be able to douse the fire within her. Soon everything that she saw before her would belong to her as well.

just can't wait [open] Jul 27, 2019 20:51:39 GMT -6

Post by Liatris on Jul 27, 2019 20:51:39 GMT -6

Over the course of the past few weeks, Liatris had made it her mission to explore the new territory Kharak had claimed, eager to discover all the secrets of the desert paradise. He was such an impressive Rajah, claiming Arit like that and expanding the borders of their mighty pack. She didn’t really think of him as her father, even though she had been told that was the truth. He didn’t behave the same way as Kalique did around her mother, and Kalique was definitely the father of Siren’s other pups. And it was clear that Siren cared much more for Kalique than she did for Kharak. So if that was what a relationship between a mother and a father was supposed to be like, why did they call Kharak her father? Kharak himself had never claimed to be her father, nor shown any interest in it, and didn’t he know best since he was the leader of Khalsa? It was all so confusing. She tried not to worry about it though. One day she would prove to Kharak how strong and well-behaved and beautiful she was, and maybe then he would notice her.

At least for today, those thoughts weren’t bothering her much. Today she’d delved into the canyons right at the edge of the territory, daring to explore the border Arit shared with Xisyn. But she didn’t want to anger anyone by straying out of the territory, so had decided to scale the South Rim on the way back.

Liatris was nearly three quarters of the way up when she caught sight of Orzala up at the top. Her tail immediately began wagging enthusiastically behind her, sending her a little off balance as she attempted to scramble up the rocky cliff side. The earth was dry beneath her paws, sometimes crumbling away when she put her weight on it. Having grown to be large for her age, she was still getting used to her size. She slipped once or twice on clumsy paws as she made the climb, getting dust all through her pale grey and white fur.

But she made it eventually, panting lightly as she reached more level ground. “Hey Orzala!” She said cheerily as she bounded over to where her sister sat. “How’s everything going?” She wanted to bury her head in Orzala’s fur in greeting, but pulled herself to a halt a short distance away, one paw raised with uncertainty. “I’m sorry, I’m all dirty from clambering up here...” Orzala surely wouldn’t like it if Liatris got her dirty too. So the pale female took a step back then shook her pelt thoroughly, sending dust motes floating into the air in a great cloud. Hopefully far enough away that her sister wouldn’t be affected. She bent her head to lick at a spot which hadn’t been dislodged by her shaking, and then found another.

Only after having properly cleaned herself up did her violet gaze shift to the scenery. “Wow! It’s so beautiful up here, isn’t it?” The pup leaned forward so that she could better admire the lands that fell away before them. So much could be seen from the rim: mazes of rocky canyons, barren rock fields, and slopes dotted with scrubby desert trees in a vast territory which stretched for miles. The arid climate of southern Anikira was all she had known, and she loved it. This was her home.