Private Roleplay - The begining

[Seam]

Anocks ears went back "No..." she said a bit embaressed. She scowled and turned away, wipping her tail with a snap. "Dont ever scare me like that again." she muttered as she walked away. She walked up the staircase, peaking through the little gaps between the stairs. She walked to the room that she once rested in when Ragnar was on his 'adventure'. She walked over to the chest and grabed it in her mouth. She drug it Down the stairs and plopped it down in front of Ragnar "Open it." she said in a pushy manor "To repay me for taking care of your hide."

[GamerGirl]

Ragnar looked at her puzzled. "What's in here?" He asked.

He reached out his muzzle to sniff it, and it still had that human stench to it. He wasn't sure what was inside. He looked up at Anock, a small smile on his face. He had hit a nerve with her. Sighing, he sat up carefully, already healing rapidly. Maybe that was one thing he could thank the vikings for - the Beasts' ability to heal quickly.

He stood shakily to his feet, ignoring Anock's order to keep resting, and licked the top of her head in thanks for helping him recover. He then turned to the chest, looking at the plain outer covering of wood. It was small, about the size of his two paws together.

[Seam]

"I dont know..." she said and then paused as he licked  her head. She julted back in surprise, for this was one of the first times he had shown his soft side. She tucked her ears back happily and thought silently to herself and soon responded "I found it in the room with the painted sky." she said, the sky referring to the glass of the window itself. "Maybe you can open it, and we can find out." she said gentle, lifting up her paw which still was a bit tender from her accident.

[GamerGirl]

(Wow... all this time I was waiting for you to post.... and you already did -facepalm- Sorry bout that )

Ragnar stood before the little wooden chest, curiousity getting the best of him. He broke the rusted lock on the front with one swipe of his paw, and then nudged the lid open with his nose. Inside, he found a leather whip. He sniffed it carefully, a look of disgust and horror on his face. Lion's blood.

He turned to Anock, a unidentifiable look on his face. He glared at her with piercing yellow eyes and said, "Where did you find this?"

[Seam]

Anocks ears went back as he glared at her "In the room with the painted sky..." she said quietly, afraid of what his next actions might be. She took a couple steps back, still unsure of what was in the box "Whats wrong?" she said quietly again, trying to lean to the left and right to get a better view inside the box.

(its alright, sorry bout the short post, i be sick and tired :/ )

[GamerGirl]

Ragnar closed the chest so Anock couldn't see and shoved it toward her. He looked at her with such intensity that his eyes dared her to disobey him.

"Anock, take this back where you found it. Do not look in it, and do not go looking for it again. This is nothing for you or anyone else to see. It is a disgusting and horrible symbol of the Old Ways. This is our ancestor's past, and the past is a dangerous thing to deal with. Do you understand?" He searched her face, hoping she would listen to him.

He didn't mean to try to scare her, but he did not want her to look in that chest. He didn't want her to be frightened of the whip or the castle. He wanted her to not be afraid of the place because he wanted her to stay with him. He hoped she would not leave, or at least not soon. He had made a friend in the young lioness, and living in these mountains all by himself were not as favorable as being with her here where she was safe and he could protect her. Well, when he healed, that is.

[Seam]

Anocks ears went back "Fine." she hissed slightly and carried it back to the room. She placed it down in the corner and covered it with a cloth. She sat and looked out the stained window, watching the blizzard beat against the castle walls feircly, it had been nonestop since she had brought Ragnar inside to rest. She got up and paced the room, claws clicking against the wooden floor as she walked. "Who does he think he is, telling me what to do... He's not my father." She ranted to herself, scowled a bit, then got over it. She flicked the hair from her eyes then padded out of the room, closing the back door carlessly with a loud thump. She walked down the stairs and towards Ragnar, but she haulted in the center of the hall looking over at the hatch she had opened when he was gone. She closed her eyes, reliving the moment, then shook her head to free herself again. "If you dont like the history, why do you stay here......?"

[GamerGirl]

Ragnar sat and sighed as she left. He saw the anger in her eyes and he felt frustrated. He just didn't want her to see that horrible torture device. He knew it would probably upset her - it had even upset him - and he didn't want her to go. His bones still aching, he stood again and limped rather slowly to her after she came down the stairs. He looked at her with pained eyes, both sorry for having made her angry and for his healing injuries.

"Anock..." he started, looking down at her, his ragged mane even more ruffled and matted for his lack of grooming when he was blacked out. He pleaded with her silently to forgive him. He reached one large paw out and pulled her closer into an embrace, and he licked the top of her head. "I'm sorry. I should be more polite to the nurse who saved my hide after I got myself hurt. I didn't mean to make you mad."

[Seam]

Anock let him embrace her for a short while before pulling away and rubbing her mane with one paw "Ugg, gezz Rag, your welcome." she said, rearanging her now wet hair. She looked at him with a smile and tilted her head to the side "I hope im not intruding but i would like to stay a bit longer here with you if thats alright. At least let me stay till the storm is done." she said, playing mind games, although she was a tomboy, she still loved to play mind games like any female does. She could tell by his fear, anger, and affection that he was trying to protect and care for her. Although it was obvious, she liked to play dumb. She turned away, sliding her tail along the bottom of his jaw "So, do you think you can make it up to your nook? It would be a lot more comfertable for you rather than these old boards." she said lightly looking now to the stairs. Her eyes became hazzy, she was feeling something strange. She turned back to Ragnar and tilted her head in question, narrowing her eyes with curiosity, was she falling for this gruff brute? Maybe, but it seemed to early to tell, so she just stood there, staring blankly.

[GamerGirl]

Ragnar was intrigued. Her actions confused him. He now realized why he had almost no interaction with any of the other females of his kind.

He let her go as she pushed him away and smiled, hiding his panic. "It's cool, stay as long as you want." He was afraid she would leave after staying so long. Was she manipulating him? His questions were answered when she slid the tip of her tail under his chin. His heart skipped a beat and his eyes grew a little wider. He composed himself quickly and stood, stiffling a moan. He had to be the stronger one here.

I can't believe I'm falling for a cub, he muttered to himself in his mind. Despite his trying to deny it, he had to face the facts. Anock had grown on him. She was spunky and unpredictable but also strong and stubborn. He didn't know why this attracted him so, but he would not tell her. Who knows what she would say?

He nodded and followed her up the stairs stiffly and into his room. He sighed as he lay down in the familiar nest of tapestries. It was warm and smelled of mothballs, but he didn't care. He started to grow sleepy, but kept Anock in the corner of his eye. He was curious to see what she would do.