Lioness of Prideless
Played by Naboo

Much like the deep rooted desires of Arsynia, so too was Erenvel's compulsion to explore driven by the thought of leaving no place untouched, no stone unturned, and the desire to have laid her eyes upon every nook and cranny. The avarice within her grew here and though many others had found their paths leading them into Aesseldar, she was compelled to make, or aid, in the family stronghold. The catacombs had become a natural place of intrigue when she'd reached the base of the mountain, as though she could hear her name being called from within. Whispers which pulled her into the embrace of the dark, though darkness was not what she found when she turned the first corner. Instead the bio-luminescent shades of blue and green, mixed with the occasional ray of sunfire ignited the path around the catacombs.

Moisture seeped into the fur of her toes from the damp ground underfoot, the weaving tunnels leaving more to the imagination as she pressed on, prowling through the dimly lit cavern as her yellow eyes flicked toward the surroundings around the next bend. It was then that mixmatched eyes looked back from the darkness, perched on the proverbial throne that naturally formed over time. For a moment her lips rippled, darkened muzzle crinkling before she realized who it was; a familiar scent infiltrating her nostrils and causing the glint in her eyes to go wicked. "Arsynia." Her voice had matured over time in the last few years, however it was still femenine, deep and meaningful with every word spoken. Her mane blew against her cheeks and her ears pulled forward along her skull. "Are we home?" Not in the caves but rather here, all of it, Aesseldar.

@Arsynia
art by ki-re, code by naboo