Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn & Michi)
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				Title: <strong>Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 03:31:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6a/Tygra2011character.png)</div>Despite the small, sly smirk on his face, Prince Tygra was decidedly bored with the party going on around him. He sat in his 'throne', which was merely a stone chair set off to the side of his father's throne and the 'real' son's seat. He knew that this party was simply a formality to make him feel more like a prince. By blood, Tygra was no better than a servant. It was because his mother had married the King years ago and given him a real son before her death. Some days he was sure the only reason he was kept around was out of respect for his dead mother.<br><br>It was his <em>coming of age</em> ceremony, only it was much different from how they'd been done in the past. Since Tygra was not blood and not in line for the throne, despite being the older child, he wasn't allowed the usual coming of age right...which was to be tested by the Sword of Omens. Tygra would never get that chance. Instead he had to sit here and listen to people wish him well on his birthday. His brother, and true heir to throne, Lion-O was running around enjoying himself. In just a few years he would still be Prince Tygra while Lion-O would be Lord of the Thundercats. Lion-O a cat that was six years younger than himself would be in charge of <em>everyone</em> and he would have to fall in line like a good little solider. Him, the older child, being made to bow to a kid.<br><br>Granted, they got along for the most part, but Tygra couldn't help but feel put aside. He'd been brought into the royal family at such a young age, that it was all he'd really known. He'd always been told how he would be a great leader...and how he'd never get the chance. When Lion-O was first born, he'd tried to 'hide' the baby from his parents and was severely punished for doing such. His mother had been sure it was just a little jealousy and that it would fade. Over the years, she was mostly right. Most days he could deal with it and forget about it, but days like today were hard. Having it shoved in his face all day how sad it was that he'd be a Prince forever was not exactly a good birthday. He knew it wasn't Lion-O's fault, but days like today had that old jealousy rearing it's ugly head once again.<br><br>The presents weren't bad though. Neither was the food. The village girls giggled and waved at him as they put red colored amulets and stones that would compliment his orange fur on the gift table. Maids and servant girls were constantly smiling as they filled his wine glass. Knowing he would never be King did have one advantage; Tygra had less worry over his image. He could be with nearly any female he wanted and no one, that he knew, looked down on him for it. Most would think he had a pretty good life. Never have the worries of a leader, getting the perks of royalty, and all the women he could possibly want.<br><br>"You should be out there dancing, Tygra," his father's thick voice cut into his thoughts, "Those ladies have been waiting all night for you and my Generals have been wanting to talk with you for some time now," the King was really the only father he'd known, "You should smile a bit more too. A real smile. It's your birthday. I heard the outside traders are going to bring you a special present."<br><br>"I'd prefer the Sword of Omens..." he muttered. The outside traders were some of the only people that were allowed to leave the city legally. They always brought back the strangest things. At least that was something to look forward to, "What is it?"<br><br>"Not sure," he either didn't hear or ignored the Sword comment, "But they should be here soon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 05:42:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/f/2011/164/e/c/ecfd28e0c53b3d7b47ed770e270f8748-d3is5v5.png)</div>Tears had long faded into hate and anger. Deep hazel eyes seeming to damn near cut threw anyone that dared to even look at her. A look that did not fit that gorgeous face of her’s. A face that was framed with auburn brown hair and marked with white paint. Some odd way to make the human look more feline some might say. <br><br>Indeed, she was human. Such an exotic and rare being in this land…or at less she overheard the traders speaking about such. It might be true seeing that the girl never saw any other humans outside her village. Her thoughts seeming to drift back to her home. Her mother was right, she should have never left the safety of the village. But she had always been a free spirit, always liking to push the limits. This time, however, she seemed to push her limit too far. The traders having no problem driving her further from her home, then it was too late.<br><br>Now the girl found herself in chains…chains of gold and silver…but chains none the less. Each was end hooked to matching cuffs on her wrist and ankles and collar around her neck. From the collar was a lead that was hooked to lock of her cage. Her body attired with white silks and other exotic cloth and metals, hardly hiding a rather slender body that seemed to house an elegant hourglass form topped with an ample, yet modest bust. Skin lightly kissed by the sun giving it a warm glow. <br><br>From what she could see her cage was made of copper and small. Tall enough for her to stand and small enough for her not able to extend her arms fully out. To most it would seem like an over side bird cage (http://www.zsqts.com.cn/product-photo/2009-04-28/f3baee985a725dcb4691c8c48c54b992/Bird-Cages.jpg). That to was covered with cloth, leaving the girl in the dark unable to tell where she was or how long she had been there.<br><br>“Easy boys…I don’t want her damaged…”<br><br>Word seeming to echo threw her ears just as she felt her cage lifted, sending her stumbling some as it was once again set done. Hands reaching out to grab the bars just as she heard someone making a speech to someone. The cloth soon being pulled from the cage and blinding light causing the girl to release the bars and shield her eyes and back into the bars behind her. A gasp seeming to feel the room before everything fell quite. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 18:49:10</strong>
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				As the party continued, Tygra's mild interest in what the traders were going to bring him faded and he just went back to being bored out of his mind. Normally he didn't mind dancing with some of the girls and flirting around, but he really had no interest in that tonight. He wished he could sneak off to his bed or to the training room. Tygra never minded training. He enjoyed it. It helped calm him and relax him to go to bed after a good work out. More so on nights like this. Maybe if he waited just a little longer he could slip out the back. Yes, that seemed like a good idea.<br><br>Of course that's when the traders came in. Traders were sturdy, strong felines. While all the cats could mate with each other, there were still different 'breeds' within them. The traders were Cornish Rex breeds. While thin and quick, they were very strong and able to handle many rough environments. They were some of the only felines allowed outside of the city. They brought back new foods, spices, gems, and all sorts of strange things from around the world. They were also the map makers of the world. <br><br>Tygra watched them as they carried something large and covered in. His interest was peeked as he heard one of them say not to damage <em>her</em>. While there was that pesky Snarf that ran around with his brother, Tygra had never really had a pet before. At his current age, he didn't really want one, but he couldn't help but wonder what sort of exotic creature the traders had brought for him. Lizardmen slaves weren't too uncommon and he knew they couldn't have one in the palace, so it would have to be something else. Of course he hadn't really expected what they showed him when the cloth was removed from the cage.<br><br>While the Prince didn't gasp like many of the others, he was horribly shocked. Some kind of fur-less creature. Tygra wasn't even sure what to make of it. All he knew was that he didn't want it near him. It was fur-less like the Lizards, but obviously didn't have scales like they did. It did have a female form and a mane of fur around it's head, but it definitely wasn't anything Tygra had seen before, "What...what is it?" he heard his father ask as they both got up from their seats and took a few steps towards the cage.<br><br>"Has all of it's fur fallen out?" Tygra knew it was a silly question, but what if this thing had once been a Cat and became ill? He didn't want to bring some ill oddity into his family's home, "It's not ill, is it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 20:34:33</strong>
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				The girl quickly found her body slowly lowering to the ground as both Tygra and his father neared the cage. Back pressed against the bars, fingers slowly curling around the ones behind her. Eyes wide, and clearly full of fear. Her heart felt as though it was going to pop out of her chest at any time. No words leaving her lips, though she shifted every now and then to try and put more room between them. Becoming clear she -like Tygra- did not want them near her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>One of the traders seemed to chuckle lightly at the Prince’s question, “I ashore you my Prince she is quite healthy. In fact she is in great condition.” The trader then turned to his king, giving a light bow before speaking, “My Lord the creature we brought for you son is well…they call themselves Human. Rare creatures from the north, far from Thundara.” <br><br>The second trader seemed to make his way around the cage toward where the girl was cowering, placing his hand between the bars before speaking, “We can assure you she is quite harmle…” Words cut short and replaced with a yelp as the female human bit him upon the hand causing the Rex to pull his hand back from between the bars. A soft hiss leaving him aimed at the girl, “And rather intelligent for a furless monkey.”<br><br>The first trader –the one that had been answering the questions- could not help but laugh, “Be careful this one has quite a bit of spirit and spunk.” Words aimed at his partner before turning back to Tygra and his father, “But I’m sure she will make quite the rare jewel once she is trained up a bit.”<br><br>With that the first of the two traders seemed to walk up to the cage, unlocking it but not without making sure the lead chain to her collar was tight in his hand. Opening the door and using all his will to pull her out of the copper bars. The girl finding herself pulled out of the safety of the cage and stumbling across the floor as the trainer swung her around. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>29-08-2011, 02:18:58</strong>
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				The Prince watched as she avoided them by moving slowly around the cage as they circled it. It was like she didn't want her back to them, and he really didn't blame her for that. It was a natural reaction to keep on guard in a situation like this. Without taking his eyes off the creature, he listened as they said she was a 'human', whatever that was. If there was one major issue in their city, it was the fact that very few had knowledge of the outside world. It was considered unsafe to leave the city walls for most people, so most knew nothing about the world. Really the only other creatures their race had contact with was the Lizards and that was an ongoing battle, "Hu-man," the prince muttered the word to himself as he watched the traders talk about how 'harmless' she was till it bit him. <br><br>Immediately, he drew the dagger he kept on his hip and his father drew the Sword of Omens ready to kill her should it get out of hand. While neither of them were keen on shedding blood in their home, they didn't want some wild animal running wild either. It was only because of their respect for the traders and trust in them that the king and prince didn't pounce when the cage was opened and she was lead out. They were both willing to kill this female to protect the safety of their guests. Of course he was sure the King would be more worried over the possibility of his blood son, who was somewhere in the castle, being injured than any of the guests. Lion-O was always put ahead of everyone else.<br><br>When the human was brought, dragged, from the cage, that only seemed to put the two warriors on guard more and many of the guests took several steps back. The royal guards inched closer. Jaga's clerics seemed ready to do whatever necessary to protect the Sword of Omens, the King, Jaga, and the blood heir (if he were to get in the middle). It was common knowledge that Prince Tygra didn't like people 'protecting' him and so he would likely be left to defend himself for a short time, "You're offering this...hu-man...to me?" Tygra, stupidly, asked. He wasn't sure what sort of intelligence level this creature had, but what bothered him the most was the fact that had this female been covered in fur, she would be one of them. <br><br>"Tygra, be kind. This is their present to you," though the King didn't lower his weapon.<br><br>The Prince nearly snorted, "I'm not so sure I want..."<br><br>But he wasn't given the chance to finish it as his adopted father spoke on his behalf, "Prince Tygra is proud to be given such an honor as an exotic pet. Now, are you completely certain that this creature is <em>harmless</em>?" he asked the trader. Biting was one thing, but if she had some kind of weapon on her or some way of killing them through mystical abilities, then even he would have to rethink allowing it in his home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>29-08-2011, 17:01:16</strong>
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				She fought some when she was slowly reeled in closer to the cats. Heels seeming to try and dig into the ground below her only to find herself sliding. One might be able to see she was strong, but not as strong as her handlers. Something that could help ease the minds of those around her. Those bright eyes of her’s now kept on the weapons that had been drawn. A sight that seemed to make her fight against her restraints even more. <br><br>“Come now girl…” The lead handler grunted as he pulled her closer still, a statement that seemed to catch the human’s attention. The feline soon turning back to answer his king’s question about her being truly harmless. “Well, your Highness, truth is Humans as a whole can be a very dangerous race. Though most are not capable of more mystical abilities they are more than capable….” The handler’s voice seeming to trail off when the girl wrapped her hands around the lead and gave it a pull. A pull that earned one from the Handler and damn near sent the girl to the ground. <br><br>“Don’t let her full you...she is rather intelligent this one. Best not to let your guard down with her until she is trained. Though her first instinct would be to flee rather than fight, but I have little dough she could be a handful if she was backed into a corner.” Finally the Handler was able to pull her close, almost like he was going to prove his point. Which he did, watching the girl as she watched him and sure enough as soon as his grip loosened on the lead the girl pulled…doing her best to put distanced between them. <br><br>The lead was one again pulled tightly; a soft cry leaving the girl along with could have been called a hiss (maybe a growl mixed in it), “But as long as she does not get her hand on a weapon, yes she is harmless in the sense she can be easily dealt with. “<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 19:35:37</strong>
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				Tygra wasn't liking this one bit. They wanted him to keep a possibly dangerous creature in his family's home and they expected him to train it. What kind of present was this supposed to be? It had to be a joke. He'd take a bothersome pet like Snarf over this. At least Snarf's species was willing to be companions to his people. This one obviously didn't want to be. He couldn't risk this thing getting loose in the palace. Despite his issues with his family, he wasn't about to let them get killed in their sleep just because she managed to get her hands on something sharp.<br><br>Watching her try to flee and then being yanked back, Tygra made his choice. He was going to have to refuse the gift. There was no way he could keep this thing, "Thank you, Master Trader, but I'm afraid..."<br><br>The prince was cut off as his step father decided against what he knew his adoptive son was going to say, "I'm afraid we'll need to ask that you keep a firm hold on her leash. I won't have her getting loose just for you to prove a point. Prince Tygra is very grateful for your gift. I'm sure with some training she will be a wonderful...pet," it seemed strange to call this girl a 'pet' when she was so much like themselves. A furless cat and a scaleless lizard. <br><br>"Father..." but he stopped. Tygra knew what was going on. His father was really going to put not offending the traders ahead of protecting his family and servants. Tygra was furious at this, but knew better than to call his father out in front of so many people, "Father is right. I am very grateful to you and your men, Master Trader."<br><br>There was no way the party could continue on with this girl in the room. The King wasn't completely about formalities, but he knew that tonight was an important show. The people needed to know that Tygra was an important person to the royal family. If he couldn't become king, then Tygra needed to be seen as the Prince he was, "Tygra, why don't you show the Traders to your room and find a...safe...place to put her for the time being."<br><br>Going a little wide eyed for a moment, he couldn't imagine keeping that thing in his room, but he knew better than to say that in front of company, "Of course," though he didn't put his dagger away as he motioned for the Master Trader to follow him. Once out of the main room, he asked the question that had been on his mind the last few moments, "Can it understand us? Or speak in any way?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 17:57:53</strong>
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				It seemed the head trader did as told, keeping a tight grip on the girl’s lead. Yet, her hands also had seemed to get ahold of the lead, holding it tightly in her own hands. It was like she was waiting for the feline to loosen his grip once more and then the lead would be her’s. However, that moment would never happen. Her bight eyes slowly shifting between her capture and the royal family and the trader softly bowed and replied to the Kings request of him keeping a firm grip, “Yes my King.”<br><br>The human didn’t know why…no that was a lie…she knew why she seemed to keep going back to the young tiger. It seemed he did not want her, just as she did not want to be his. At less, in one way or another, they agreed on one thing even without speaking. Wither she could understand them or just feel the mood in the tone of their voice would still be unknown to the felines around her.&nbsp; Though her eyes seemed to narrow when called a pet. <br><br><em>”Father…”</em><br><br>Her head seemed to lift some, her eyes turning back to the prince. Hands growing tighter around the lead she had managed to grab earlier. Though when he stopped for a moment so did her attention it seemed, eyes turning back to the trainer as the Prince thanked the feline trader. <br><br>Then the time came, and with the order from the King the trader would follow Tygra. The girl being pulled along, who seemed to fight for a moment before finally deciding to walk instead of being dragged along the floor. The Prince’s question making the Master Trader’s smile grow wide. “Oh yes, they can speak. As for understand us…Every Word…isn’t that right Saskia?”<br><br>As if on cue the girl would mutter under her breath a soft, “Go to hell.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tygra's Coming of Age (Angzyn &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>01-11-2011, 22:22:14</strong>
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				Tygra lead the two back towards his room. Leading them through the long corridors and hallways of the palace while trying to keep his distance from the human female. When he heard that the human could understand them, he perked an eyebrow. So she knew everything they were saying then? If that was so, then she probably understood his hesitation in having such a pet. Then she finally decided to speak.<br><br>Sneering, the prince decided to ignore her comment and instead focused on what appeared to be her name, "Saskia? Is that her name?" he refused to speak to her directly for the time being. Tygra didn't feel the need to talk to her and he doubted she felt chatty.<br><br>Slowly, but surely, they got to his room. It was nice, to say the least. Big, well furnished, plush, lots of furniture, and was even two rooms. A pair of large, double doors lead out to a balcony and not from those was his large bed. It was covered in all manner of blankets and pillows. <br><br>He looked around a little, wondering what to do with her. He certainly didn't want her running loose in his bedroom. He was also certain that he wasn't going back to the party. Not like it was much fun anyway, "Tie her to the end bed post," she could at least sit on the floor that way. It was also far enough away from anything that could be used as a weapon, "And then leave," that way he could speak with her without the trader thinking low of him for talking to a pet. Tygra had a lot to say to her. Mostly about his feelings on the whole situation.<br><br>"Do it quickly," he ordered and pointed at the post, "I can handle her," he'd fought a few battles and dealt with worse looking creatures than her, "Does she need any special care?" he added in quickly.
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