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Salar yawned as he awoke another day in the pridelands, he missed his home so much that he decided it was worth missing a day of good information about what rulers were sopost to be to see his son and viza. He stretched his tired muscles and without a second thought walked to the west and sat near his and viza's den before calling out, "Adannna! Viza! Ikenna!" hoping to hear from his loved ones, he didn't think about the fact that he'd been praying to Baya, or that he'd been talking to the enemy...Ime was so much like baya in an odd way if he though about it, she was so unlike what he thought a pridelander would be, but he loved viza, and the west to much to leave, he only wanted to know from a good leader how the pride should opperate, and Ime was giving him just that and maybe she would give more and help him become a valliable spy for the west

So long had passed since the prince had caught sight of his beloved, and for the longest while the only thing close to his wounded heart was his growing daughter, Suma. Kiwa was very close in his tight knit circle, and yet he could not bring himself to trust her. Sure the secret about Kazim's kingship would have gotten out eventually, but to have it said by Salar to the queen of the Pridelands, whom Viza had inner quarrel with since cubhood, was unforgivable. Such a small slip up turned into a large consequence for the sake of loyalty. How far was the limit of the west? It seemed as if this was just scratching the surface of the swelling power Viza would now hold... and he wasn't sure he wanted to dig a pawful deeper. On his patrols he came across a familiar scent, one he could recognize by heart, that he would never forget even if years seperated their union. "Salar..." he whispered, his eyes rounding with grief for a short moment before he caught himself and put on a stern expression, his face twisting in a snarl. If he did not catch him, someone else would. Soon after the initial discovery the male heard his love's voice ringing in the direction of the den which had long been abandoned, and a pain stabbed at his heart. He didn't want to do this, but he needed to. What kind of king would he be if he turned soft? Stalking forward until the only thing that seperated Salar from Viza was a tense air, the prince let a snarl loose to let the male, who was no more than ten feet before him, know that he had arrived. "Pridelanders do not belong here," he said, forcing a sneer with his words, "Any should be attacked on sight. You're lucky I am a generous one," his claws glinted as if to emphasize his seriousness, though his heart ached. He wished to not rip through the pelt of his lover, to not send him away like this, but what was done was done and he could not turn back. "This is not your home anymore, Salar. Not when you have betrayed so horrifically your pride, your family... me..." His ears twitched and he felt as if he would loose his composure, though he forced himself to continue.

Salar smiled when he saw viza, it had been awhile he'd learned much about hunting parties, heat cycles and how patroling should run, the curly haired male never helped the pridelands in his time there and he hadn't spoken to any other than Ime, he loathed how long it took to heal, how long it took to forgive himself for running away and even longer to let go of what Zola had called him, " Viza...My love I missed you..." he started but was taken back by his words and the growl, salar neared him but decided to keep his guard up, " Viza I have been learning...spying...I know how the pridelands are so strong now...organization...they have partol times all the time, organized hunts sometimes and the cubs are watched after....all of them..." salr froze he knew he'd been away and he knew that must have hurt viza but he loved the male before him more than life...and he'd give his life if need be, " Viza I love you I wouldn't....Okay....Let me tell you...Zola...she angered me....she called me a faggot, she said awful things about me and I was hurt viza...I needed time...I never got over my mother...." he looked to the crowned prince with teary eyes, " But I took the time away...without telling you...I mean suma needed you, our pride needed you...I needed time to understand my past viza...I see now that Baya was weak....that my father... he has no place among us when the east falls....I see now why I love you so much" He lowered his head and let out a small sigh, " Yes I told Ime about Kazim but that was the only information to pass my lips.....but she gave away that the east and the pridelands are one until a new king can be crowned...and they have no takers" He said sitting only a few feet from his once happy lover, "...No viza...Please....I ask for a trial then...Let me prove to me lover, my pride...the West that I am indeed loyal....brave, I ask of one last kindness...For I am not a pridelander.....for all I have done for you viza...let me prove myself....I will die for you if nessisary my crowned prince.....even...if you no longer love me..." he whispered his eyes determined, viza would at least have to answer him on both things worrying him, their love and his place, " I'd rather be a rogue than the enemy My lord.....I just needed to lose my weakness" he said hoping to earn a little trust salar thought of the acts he'd done and growled at himself he had grown weak over his mother, no more ...damn it...he'd rather be known as a warrior than the son of baya, and kamili....the enemy .....so help him he would prove to viza he still was the lion he had loved....he knew not if viza loved him still ...but at least he would prove he was a westlander....was loyal to viza, and the royal family, even if it cost him his life.

"There will be no trial!" Viza roared, his teeth bared in a vicious snarl. The Prince's eyes were glazed with raw pain, logic was not on his side, but instincts were driving him to push away this agony that wretched his heart in two. "You said nothing about leaving for weeks! You let me believe you had gone to join the enemy. I don't care what Zola said but you left! Go be a goddamn rogue for all I care, you are no warrior of the west, you are no warrior of mine! I don't want to hear what you have to say, just get out!" Claws unsheathed, the prince flushed his mind of anything that would prevent him from chasing Salar out, his love, for this had to be done. Such a situation could not be ignored. Loosing another roar the pale pelted male stepped threateningly forward, ready to do whatever was needed.

~ Salar frowned puffing his chest only slightly in defense before calming himself down if viza killed him so be it, he loved the male he hadn't thought that night he was so hurt...viza was with kiwa....salar felt so alone...even adanna hadn't helped him. " I understand viza...my prince...I didn't ask for fairness I asked for a task something to prove loyalty....send me away for weeks, let me bring kills or herbs to the border...viza I was wrong I was weak and for that I deserve everything you give me but let me return to you someday....return to the west...I am not the enemy Ime is a evil lioness and when she falls I will gladly hold onto her pelt as a rug...I could never be a pridelander...I see my faults now I let my mother's death over come the warrior in me" he scratched his nose touching the scar kiwa had given him the one he took, then the one on his leg from saving suma, "Viza tell me what I can do....anything I will do for you become a spy, be a rogue...kill ...let me come home someday viza....I know your doing what is right and I am so proud of you" he said his voice deep, full of the pain and love he held for the male before him, " I will leave the west and reside in the jungle..come speak to me when you can....when you decide what I can do to show you my loyalty......I want you to know that I learned so much....and that I know why I love you....I love you because you are the only thing I need....it took me this to realize why you mean so much to me.......be a good leader, the leader you and I know you can be...my love......my crowned prince" salar turned and walked to the border and waited to at least see viza reply to him, and maybe just maybe hear viza say he loved him stll, salar wished on that...one thing to return and work for...viza's trust and love.

The prince remained silent as Salar spoke, his tail tip fidgeting to and fro. He knew Salar was not the enemy... far from it indeed, but this was best for the west and, from what Kazim had told him, Best for Salar. As the male made his leave, Viza lowered his head and slid in his claws. "Prove to the others that you are loyal." He did not doubt him now... but it would not be a simple task getting back into the west. "And return when you see fit. But keep in mind," he forced his voice to remain steady, "Too soon or too late, and you will not be allowed in." Oh how he wanted to return his love, but now was not the time. He, as the prince, needed to remain strong. As the male's form receded, Viza dropped to his haunches and stared miserably at the floor.

~~~

An old old rp between my Viza and ~Hieijakonshi500 's Salar. I heard a song, It Ends Tonight by The All-American rejects and I felt like drawing it...

There were feels in there. Viza had such a hard time exiling him, but he didn't want Salar to have to go through Kazim doing so, in his mind it just made more sense to have to send him off. Its all blown over now though, so its all good.

And I hate how I draw trees and plants.

Yup. That is all.

Your subtleties
They strangle me
I can't explain myself at all.
And all the wants
And all the needs
All I don't want to need at all.

The walls start breathing
My mind's unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.

When darkness turns to light,
It ends tonight
It ends tonight.

For those of you who haven't hut this song, you should go listen to it.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rFcDhj…

Description
Salar yawned as he awoke another day in the pridelands, he missed his home so much that he decided it was worth missing a day of good information about what rulers were sopost to be to see his son and viza. He stretched his tired muscles and without a second thought walked to the west and sat near his and viza's den before calling out, "Adannna! Viza! Ikenna!" hoping to hear from his loved ones, he didn't think about the fact that he'd been praying to Baya, or that he'd been talking to the enemy...Ime was so much like baya in an odd way if he though about it, she was so unlike what he thought a pridelander would be, but he loved viza, and the west to much to leave, he only wanted to know from a good leader how the pride should opperate, and Ime was giving him just that and maybe she would give more and help him become a valliable spy for the west

So long had passed since the prince had caught sight of his beloved, and for the longest while the only thing close to his wounded heart was his growing daughter, Suma. Kiwa was very close in his tight knit circle, and yet he could not bring himself to trust her. Sure the secret about Kazim's kingship would have gotten out eventually, but to have it said by Salar to the queen of the Pridelands, whom Viza had inner quarrel with since cubhood, was unforgivable. Such a small slip up turned into a large consequence for the sake of loyalty. How far was the limit of the west? It seemed as if this was just scratching the surface of the swelling power Viza would now hold... and he wasn't sure he wanted to dig a pawful deeper. On his patrols he came across a familiar scent, one he could recognize by heart, that he would never forget even if years seperated their union. "Salar..." he whispered, his eyes rounding with grief for a short moment before he caught himself and put on a stern expression, his face twisting in a snarl. If he did not catch him, someone else would. Soon after the initial discovery the male heard his love's voice ringing in the direction of the den which had long been abandoned, and a pain stabbed at his heart. He didn't want to do this, but he needed to. What kind of king would he be if he turned soft? Stalking forward until the only thing that seperated Salar from Viza was a tense air, the prince let a snarl loose to let the male, who was no more than ten feet before him, know that he had arrived. "Pridelanders do not belong here," he said, forcing a sneer with his words, "Any should be attacked on sight. You're lucky I am a generous one," his claws glinted as if to emphasize his seriousness, though his heart ached. He wished to not rip through the pelt of his lover, to not send him away like this, but what was done was done and he could not turn back. "This is not your home anymore, Salar. Not when you have betrayed so horrifically your pride, your family... me..." His ears twitched and he felt as if he would loose his composure, though he forced himself to continue.

Salar smiled when he saw viza, it had been awhile he'd learned much about hunting parties, heat cycles and how patroling should run, the curly haired male never helped the pridelands in his time there and he hadn't spoken to any other than Ime, he loathed how long it took to heal, how long it took to forgive himself for running away and even longer to let go of what Zola had called him, " Viza...My love I missed you..." he started but was taken back by his words and the growl, salar neared him but decided to keep his guard up, " Viza I have been learning...spying...I know how the pridelands are so strong now...organization...they have partol times all the time, organized hunts sometimes and the cubs are watched after....all of them..." salr froze he knew he'd been away and he knew that must have hurt viza but he loved the male before him more than life...and he'd give his life if need be, " Viza I love you I wouldn't....Okay....Let me tell you...Zola...she angered me....she called me a faggot, she said awful things about me and I was hurt viza...I needed time...I never got over my mother...." he looked to the crowned prince with teary eyes, " But I took the time away...without telling you...I mean suma needed you, our pride needed you...I needed time to understand my past viza...I see now that Baya was weak....that my father... he has no place among us when the east falls....I see now why I love you so much" He lowered his head and let out a small sigh, " Yes I told Ime about Kazim but that was the only information to pass my lips.....but she gave away that the east and the pridelands are one until a new king can be crowned...and they have no takers" He said sitting only a few feet from his once happy lover, "...No viza...Please....I ask for a trial then...Let me prove to me lover, my pride...the West that I am indeed loyal....brave, I ask of one last kindness...For I am not a pridelander.....for all I have done for you viza...let me prove myself....I will die for you if nessisary my crowned prince.....even...if you no longer love me..." he whispered his eyes determined, viza would at least have to answer him on both things worrying him, their love and his place, " I'd rather be a rogue than the enemy My lord.....I just needed to lose my weakness" he said hoping to earn a little trust salar thought of the acts he'd done and growled at himself he had grown weak over his mother, no more ...damn it...he'd rather be known as a warrior than the son of baya, and kamili....the enemy .....so help him he would prove to viza he still was the lion he had loved....he knew not if viza loved him still ...but at least he would prove he was a westlander....was loyal to viza, and the royal family, even if it cost him his life.

"There will be no trial!" Viza roared, his teeth bared in a vicious snarl. The Prince's eyes were glazed with raw pain, logic was not on his side, but instincts were driving him to push away this agony that wretched his heart in two. "You said nothing about leaving for weeks! You let me believe you had gone to join the enemy. I don't care what Zola said but you left! Go be a goddamn rogue for all I care, you are no warrior of the west, you are no warrior of mine! I don't want to hear what you have to say, just get out!" Claws unsheathed, the prince flushed his mind of anything that would prevent him from chasing Salar out, his love, for this had to be done. Such a situation could not be ignored. Loosing another roar the pale pelted male stepped threateningly forward, ready to do whatever was needed.

~ Salar frowned puffing his chest only slightly in defense before calming himself down if viza killed him so be it, he loved the male he hadn't thought that night he was so hurt...viza was with kiwa....salar felt so alone...even adanna hadn't helped him. " I understand viza...my prince...I didn't ask for fairness I asked for a task something to prove loyalty....send me away for weeks, let me bring kills or herbs to the border...viza I was wrong I was weak and for that I deserve everything you give me but let me return to you someday....return to the west...I am not the enemy Ime is a evil lioness and when she falls I will gladly hold onto her pelt as a rug...I could never be a pridelander...I see my faults now I let my mother's death over come the warrior in me" he scratched his nose touching the scar kiwa had given him the one he took, then the one on his leg from saving suma, "Viza tell me what I can do....anything I will do for you become a spy, be a rogue...kill ...let me come home someday viza....I know your doing what is right and I am so proud of you" he said his voice deep, full of the pain and love he held for the male before him, " I will leave the west and reside in the jungle..come speak to me when you can....when you decide what I can do to show you my loyalty......I want you to know that I learned so much....and that I know why I love you....I love you because you are the only thing I need....it took me this to realize why you mean so much to me.......be a good leader, the leader you and I know you can be...my love......my crowned prince" salar turned and walked to the border and waited to at least see viza reply to him, and maybe just maybe hear viza say he loved him stll, salar wished on that...one thing to return and work for...viza's trust and love.

The prince remained silent as Salar spoke, his tail tip fidgeting to and fro. He knew Salar was not the enemy... far from it indeed, but this was best for the west and, from what Kazim had told him, Best for Salar. As the male made his leave, Viza lowered his head and slid in his claws. "Prove to the others that you are loyal." He did not doubt him now... but it would not be a simple task getting back into the west. "And return when you see fit. But keep in mind," he forced his voice to remain steady, "Too soon or too late, and you will not be allowed in." Oh how he wanted to return his love, but now was not the time. He, as the prince, needed to remain strong. As the male's form receded, Viza dropped to his haunches and stared miserably at the floor.

~~~

An old old rp between my Viza and ~Hieijakonshi500 's Salar. I heard a song, It Ends Tonight by The All-American rejects and I felt like drawing it...

There were feels in there. Viza had such a hard time exiling him, but he didn't want Salar to have to go through Kazim doing so, in his mind it just made more sense to have to send him off. Its all blown over now though, so its all good.

And I hate how I draw trees and plants.

Yup. That is all.

Your subtleties
They strangle me
I can't explain myself at all.
And all the wants
And all the needs
All I don't want to need at all.

The walls start breathing
My mind's unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.

When darkness turns to light,
It ends tonight
It ends tonight.

For those of you who haven't hut this song, you should go listen to it.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rFcDhj…