Private Roleplay - The begining

[Seam]

Anock smiled as he kept her in his gaze. She paced around the room, muttering to herself and staring at the ground. She did this for a few minutes, stoped, looked up only to shake her head and start pacing once more. She continued this for a few more minutes before suddenly plopping down head hung low, mane covering her expression. "You make me feel strange..." she said simply, shrugging a bit but still evading his gaze. After the words left her mouth she realized how strange it must have sounded. Keeping her cool while panicing she quickly said "Your weird." This comment was very blunt 'good save' she though sarcastically and rubbed her eyes with a paw in distress. "Uh.." she stuttered and quickly said "Im tired, goodnight." and with that she fell to the ground ungracefully from her sitting position, turning her back towards Ragnars bed. So what if she was laying smack dab in the middle of the room, as long as she didnt look like too much of an idiot for saying her previous comments. Sleep was the only thing she could think of to keep him from questioning her. Closing one eye she quickly started to make sleeping noises, one ear perked back a little awkwardly to listen for Ragnar to make a noise.

[GamerGirl]

Ragnar looked at her in worry, then with amusement as she made her comments. I'm weird? He asked himself in his head. I'm not the one pacing the room and talking to herself. He wanted to know what she meant, but she suddenly plopped down in the middle of the room and pretended to sleep. Ragnar knew she was just avoiding his questions, so he just curled up in his nest and sighed. What games was she playing, and why did he make her feel strange?

[Seam]

Anock yawned, baring pearly whites. She slowly inched her way across the floor, not moving out of her position byt rather pulling herself with her clawed paws. It must have looked really strange to Ragnar who probably still awake, but she didnt care. As she made her way to the door she got up on all fours "Goodnight, i will be in my room." she said lightly then slipped out of the room through the crack in the door. She glided down the hallway and slipped into the room with the painted sky. There she made her way to her own little bed and pulled the chest over to her. She looked left, then right, seeing if ragnar was sneaking in the darkness. With no sign of him, she mischeiviously opened thhe chest and peered inside. A strip of leather held together by a handle. She noticed the blood upon the strip and leaned closer. Realizing it was blood from her own kind she closed the lid slowly and slid it across the room, she had had enough of all the tourchers her kind had gone through. She rubed inbetween her eyes, thinking.

[GamerGirl]

"Anock." He muttered under his breath, watching her tail slip out the door. He heard her say she was going to her room, but he didn't remember her sleeping anywhere else. Curious, he slipped out the door rather painfully and followed her retreating tail tip. He padded after her until he found himself outside a door. He positioned his eye at the crack of the door and looked inside. On the wall there was a picture of a sky. He hadn't seen much art done by the vikings in the castle besides the tapestries. He saw the chest from earlier and narrowed his eyes as he saw the young lioness reach for it and peer inside. At her expression, he concluded she had smelled the blood of their ancestors on the cord.

"I told you not to look inside," he said softly, stepping into the room. He saw her push the chest away and he padded closer to her, looking for her reaction to the weapon. "You never were one to follow direction, were you?" He said this jokingly, but his voice was serious. He wasn't mad or upset with her, but he was a little disappointed. The tail-under-the-jaw ploy and the flirting was just a joke to get him to his room so she could sneak back to look inside the chest. A pained look crossed his face for only a moment, then he masked it with an emotionless one.

[Seam]

"I just dont like being protected." she said simply "This thing doesnt bother me." she shrugged a little and muttered "Not after that chamber beneath the hall." she stared emotionless out the window and sighed. "I dont understand why you kept it from me." She said, turning to him and staring him directly in the eyes. She paused and asked again "Why? is there something i should know?"

[GamerGirl]

"No," he said, changing his mind from saying that he did it so she wouldn't leave. He was still hurt from figuring out she had pretended to like him. "Sorry, I guess I'm just the protective type." He looked up when she mentioned a chamber, and he asked, "What? What chamber beneath the hall?" He had never found anything, he thought he knew all there was to know about the castle. Had Anock found something new?

[Seam]

Anock sat and looked at her paws "Its nothing..." she said finally, getting up and walking over to Ragnar. She rested her head upon his shoulder, closing her eyes tightly. She sighed lightly then pulled away, licking the side of his face affectionantly. "If i tell you, you have to promise me that you wont freak out." she muttered softly looking down. Without another word she softly padded outside of her room and down the stairs, wandering towards the further corner of the hall. Behind a rather large dinning set lay the wodden door hatch. She turned to face him and said lightly "Its in there... But i cant go back in..." And with that she stepped back and sat, waiting for him to enter and see what she did.

[GamerGirl]

Ragnar was surprised yet again. She leaned on his shoulder and licked his cheek. What games was she playing? He shook his head, confused. What did she want from him? He remembered his vow he made after his father left. He wouldn't get any closer to this lioness, not if he wanted to keep from getting hurt. He nodded unresponsively and got up and went down the steps into the darkness. His feline ability to see in the dark kicked in and he went lower, lower into the ground. As soon as Anock had opened the door, he smelled death everywhere. As he took in the sights of the cages and other horrible things and padded into the center of the room. He lowered and closed his eyes, the images burned in his head. Poor Anock, she had come down here alone first. She was strong, that was for sure. Ragnar finally stood and went back up the steps. He looked at Anock and said quietly, "Do not speak of that room again. Keep it hidden, and do not go back." He then padded numbly up the steps. With the cages and Anock's games and the cold of the storm make him feel like he was weak and he did not want anyone to see it. He then entered his room and curled up, staring blankly at the stone wall.

[Seam]

Anock nodded, closing the hatch closed and throwing the dinning set upon the door, baracading it. She watched Ragnar, a shell of his old self walk up the stairs numbly. She hung her head low and followed him quietly up the stairs. When he layed down in his bed, she stood outside the door collecting herself. Sliding through the crack she walked over to the beast with the stone gaze. She nudged him with care, and then layed down next to him, laying on her back. She shifted slightly to her side, laying her head in his large paws. "Im sorry i misobeyed you. I just figured it wasnt such a big deal..." she frowned as the words tasted like acid as they left her mouth "Im sorry." She lowered her gaze from his maw to his chest, sighing and burrowing her head into his fur muttering lightly "I want to stay here... with you... if thats alright..." she brought her paws up to her chest to keep her warmer and curled around his body to take some of his heat as well as give her heat to him. She shut her eyes gentle, comming in and out of conciousness.

[GamerGirl]

Anock heard her come in and felt her touch as she laid next to him and curled around his body. He kept his gaze where it was. He kept running his vow over and over in his head, but he couldn't stop the loud pur from escaping deep within his chest when she said she wanted to stay with him. He nodded sullenly, then turned his gaze to her as she settled in. He sighed, his eyes rolling to the ceiling. Ragnar, you weak moron, he said in his mind as he shifted his weight to allow her more room. He curled his own body around hers, trying to keep her warm. He even reached over her for a thick tapestry to lay over her. He licked her head once, and fell asleep beside her, wondering how long this would last.