Posts by Lietta Rayan

Lietta was also a free-spirited cub, who took joy in picking whatever flowers bloomed from cacti in the desert. Which, fortunately, was not just one specific blossom. There were many different kinds, all unfolding before her eyes, just ready to be picked and used in some lovely accessory of hers. So, she had decided, that this place wasn't that bad at all. It proved to be worth her time; so the inhabitants living here must also be worth her attention. Right?

The golden tigress gave a dainty grin to both the lion cub and the fox, batting her lashes as she did so. A rather flirtatious one for her age, though Lietta didn't realize this fact--Being as she was only two moons old. The female squinted at the vixen, blinking her sandy hues in concern at her sudden sweating, fast inhales, and grayed amber oculars. "Excuse me, miss. Is there something wrong?" Asked the daughter of Canadianflag, her voice polite and sounding like a gentle harp.

All these snakes and stuff were simply bothersome. Lietta didn't attempt a swat at the serpents, but watched them slither around, her pretty face contorting to one of disgust. The creatures were scaly and far different from the run of the mill cats and big cats she had encountered in her short lifetime. Therefore, she didn't like them at all. As one dared to sneak up her forepaw, she narrowed her yellow optics and shook harshly, flinging the cold-blooded animal farther away. That one wouldn't come back soon.

The cub marched up toward them, her golden pelt shimmering like sparkling honey in the sun. A nice contrast, she was, to this dreary hot desert land. Lietta eyes the horned lizard, curious at its unusual appearance to all those other scaly morsels of animals they had around here. But what was she doing, just staring at his toy without asking first?

That was rude, wasn't it? "May I play as well?" She asked politely, letting he head gently incline after voicing her question to the young kit. Of course, the lady couldn't forget her manners so easily and would probably beat herself up if she slipped too often from her etiquette vocabulary.

Well, wow. What a fantastic way to greet someone, she supposed. Lietta hadn't entirely realized just how fierce her Clan was, yet. At two moons old, the cub just thought that this was her home, like any other. That everyone lived in some place like this--And mostly did the activities she loved. Well, maybe that was her day-dreaming yesterday about some alternate universe in which her clones ruled over. Yup. That was probably it.

Since the tigress wasn't exactly sure how to introduce herself, Lietta decided to take her sweet time and lap up some water. The heat was okay, but she also had to remember not to sunbathe as long as she had. The golden daughter splashed a few scoops of water onto her face, enjoying the rush of cool as she did so.

Lietta softly smiled broadly at everyone there, letting a short, music-like purr at the Greek word for sister. "Adelfós." She said, back, gently brushing up against her brother. At all the others, Lietta grazed her yellow eyes against them--Her orbs showing a tint of friendliness and curiosity. They were all so different, walking around; and utterly new. New things to play with. "Hello, everyone. And yes, I am Lietta Rayan." Said the lady, giving a gentle incline of her head as she introduced herself.

At her mother's lick, she couldn't have accepted it more. Canadianflag was so concerned about her well-being, and she would be one of those daughters to always refer to mom and dad as "Momma or Papa". "Yes, Momma." Even when she was well grown up, and doing things on her own. But for a grandpa...What name should she bestow upon him? Perhaps something random and spunky, or a little bit more reserved? "I like Pop. What about Jay-Pop?"

Lietta was overjoyed when the lizard was thrown in her direction, and leaped at the chance. Literally. Bunching up her haunches, the golden tigress propelled herself to the sky, and clasped the cold-blooded morsel in her paws. The small animal was then smacked upon the desert floor, and if it was alive, the force of being whacked upon crackling, water deprived earth would have stunned it for a good few seconds.

Enough to have her pounce and rip out the various entrails and other goodies inside; but nope, it was late spring. "Socrates, look!" She said, waving a honey colored paw to her alabaster colored sibling. The female puffed out her snow white chest slightly, her yellow orbs lighting up in a sense of victory. Then, she tossed it to Airies Phantomhive, her maw curving into a cute grin with two dimples.

Liet. Was that some new nickname she had acquired? Seemed so, though her mother could very well call Lietta whatever she liked whenever she liked. Nonetheless, she willingly accepted the new handle Canadianflag had given her. "Hello, Momma. Congratulations." She chirped, looking up from the shelter that was her mother to see her face, and flash a dimply grin.

Lietta looked at Glepnir, her yellow optics blinking in gratitude. Wow, how brave! To run and get medics and help the poor poisoned vixen. And death. He could have very well saved this lady's life, and that would be quite an accomplishment. So, of course, she had to voice her opinion. Her flirtatious air wafted over the cub, possibly overpowering the young man, but she was completely oblivious to this nature she possessed over the opposite gender. "Wow. You are really brave. I'm Lietta, Lietta Rayan." She said, introducing herself to Glepnir, whilst batting her lashes to him.

Lietta didn't pay much attention to rules, though she wouldn't intentionally break them in front of some one who had authority. Like Canadianflag or anything. Her yellow orbs glittered slightly at his strange sense of humor, like a flash of gold in a pan. Something rare, and when it happened, most missed the split seconds it used up. "Right." She said, her eyes narrowing just slightly at the comment.

The golden tigress snatched this opportunity to join in on the conversation. "I'm Lietta. Nice to meet you, Buck." The lady introduced herself, accompanying those words with a gentle incline of her head as usual. She had mastered greeting other people, with there being so many different kinds in BloodClan to meet.

Tracking.

Huh. So this was some sort of build and destroy thing going on. Of course, if Lietta were to do the exact same thing, she would be pretty territorial over somebody wanting to smash all her hard work. But, since this wasn't her creation and the creator was already going on ahead and giving a demonstration on demolition, she had nothing against doing the same thing.

But first, the lady studied the towers and various buildings of sand, then picking up a paw, slowly let the grains slither between her pink pads. She gazed at the two with yellow, pleading eyes as if asking permission before she became a tyrant of someone else's land.

Lietta came trotting up to her mother, delighted at the scene. As usual, she took shelter between her large, stripped forepaws; but then her mother galloped off out of camp. "Momma, wait for me!" She said, letting out a purr of delight as she rubbed her head against her, whilst stumbling forward--Having to put a skip in her step, even though Canadianflag was just going at a medium pace. Agh. As a cub, Lietta still had to master her motor skills. After all, her running and jumping were still a little bit clumsily executed.

Lietta was surprised at first, and gasped as a forced barreled her over, knocking into a few sand towers. Laying on her back, the golden tigress squealed with delight as Kreios came into her line of sight. She resorted to Greek, seeing as most of her siblings knew some words here and there. "στάση!" She said, protesting only slightly by pawing her sibling's face. Of course, the stop was said itself in a giggle, almost as a sign to actually continue.

Hmm, a tigress, just like herself and her mother, right? Although this one didn't smell like Canadianflag, Lietta would assume that she was obviously friendly, going after her familiar appearance and gender. "Hello, Miss!" She chirped, smiling with glee at the striped animal by the water. As the little one grinned, her smile produced tiny little dimples on each of her two cheeks. Damn, she was just adorable. Literally, nobody could say no to a pretty and youthful face like hers. "I'm Lietta." She introduced herself, whilst giving a gentle incline of her head.

Well, she seemed a little bit prickly...But Lietta was friendly and liked to think that she could become friends with anyone if she tried. But, at the sight of Buckley returning to the Capitol, she had second thoughts. At the mention of being clan-born, she raised a fictitious eyebrow, blinking her sunny oculars. Lietta was clan-born, and thought that mostly everyone in BloodClan was...Well, pretty much born and raised there. .

Her future whata whata? Well, must have been another one of her family relatives. Nearly everyone here she had blood to, and they to her, and Lietta thought that was pretty damn awesome that most clan-born cubs and kits were all connected to each other. "Jay-Pop!" She exclaimed, squealing a little at her grandpaw (Sorry, really bad pun there xD). Then, at his statement, she turned to the tigress, her friendly yellow optics changing into one of love and affection. Great! A new family member. "May I call you Grammy?" Asked Lietta, politely.

Well, fantastic? Lietta wasn't entirely sure what the Olympics was, but she could guess it was a big, exciting event, judging by how there were ones chosen to go. Of course, the young lady figured that she wasn't going to go anyway--Being little like she was and obviously still discovering what she was capable of. Plus, Lietta still had to work on her poor motor skills, though they would sharpen naturally with time. The golden tigress offered some applause, pleased as a peach.

And he was completely okay with this? Tranquilcub remembered absolutely nothing about Fragilepast, and was kind of offended when he said 'I never saw you so big!' what the hell did that mean? As far as he was concerned, the alabaster cub had never seen his father at all. At all. And now it was just brushing off the dust from the past, like 'Oh yeah, that other thing...' Damn. Was he really that invaluable? A frown took place on his face, before he padded away with grim eyes.

"Hello. Dad." Well, gee, that was tough waters to cross. But honestly, he had believed that they had been crossing into that territory for a while now. It was about time he realized just how close he wanted to be with Wildlife. Like, actual son close.

Alright. Was that all? Tranquilcub hadn't even met a Saffronspice--So he was pretty clueless about who she/he was. Whoever they were, they did need to get active. "Is that all?" He asked Witchingstar, his blue eyes friendly. Hopefully, nobody would get demoted, or there wasn't any bad news to give.