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The hot sun, the dried grass, the savanna knew how to claim those that were not capable of handling it's tough and wild terrains. The land that ran for miles in every direction and only sometimes having the view of the horizon briefly interrupted by the tree that poked out in order to greet people with a timely bit of shade. The vastness that took this place and forged it into a grand landscape unsurpassed many locations throughout the planet was something to beheld by anyone that wished to venture, but all that came here knew of the cost that might come with it. As the beauty of the landscape dressed the place in its ever exploring majesty, the land wasn't always the safest of locations to tend to. Those that ventured into the savanna quickly learned that it wasn't a place for those who were weak by nature, but the true strength of this land was that it was a true test of stamina, wisdom, and perception. Most importantly was the ruling community that existed out here. Those that crossed the paths of the lions learned quickly that these kings and queens of the long fields and blazing sun lived by way of keeping all others in their place. Those other tribes that existed did so by tribute, by servitude, and by making sure that the lions were forever satisfied and kept in place. If the lions were ever to seek out the hunt it would be terror for those others that lived here. The feline families provided the peace, the protection, and even the shelter in times of need to those others leaving the only competition for the lions to be other lion bloodlines. A few prides existed in these lands and while they kept their careful balance between one another the lines of territory were always in teeter.

While the males were the true rulers it was the females that had a tendency of seeking their place among other prides, trading themselves over, but anytime that one did she had to prove she was capable of being part of that new pack, prove that she was able to be a potential mate for the ruling male. One such ronin had come into the court of the Eastern King Aristo, his attention having only lifted occasionally to and from her while his current alpha continued to lightly sit at her side. In traditional methods the stray lioness had come to sit down at his other side, her challenge for taking this king away from the currently leading "queen". With an always fluctuating female base it was often seen that there was a struggle for the queen-ship where those that prove themselves into the favor of the king can be granted that exchanged title of alpha in order to be adopted as the queen until the next challenge was settled. While this ronin female didn't know too much about her new king that she'd come before she did know what her skills told of and while he rested in his throne with an elbow positioned on the arm for the purpose of holding his head up the new female was aware that this would be a good opportunity to show off her body, her movement, her capabilities to him.

A rightful king is seldom alone, though, and as he rested in his seat his current queen rested with him seated at his side in case he grew the urge to use her. The soft padded hand of the tan furred lioness easily ran over his arm, providing comfort and attention to King Aristo, showing him that when he was ready for her that she was there. The yellow eyes of the feline didn't rest long on her strong male, not while that new female was there attempting to steal away her title. Such a thing would draw a fight, but the proud newcomer was already striving to take that position from her and this was something she simply couldn't allow. As in any position of challenge while the queen sat at the left side of this king the ronin lioness would be seated at the other, her soft tail whipping side to side as her mind raced and her own golden gaze looked on at the current queen, that intention clear as day on both of their faces for what this challenger was planning to do if her desires be fulfilled by the end of these day. Any queen would want to carry the king's cubs, such a feat was a sign of victory, a showing of power, a placement permanently set in stone to demonstrate that the rightful alpha of the other females had been decided and their times for struggle and competition was at an end. Where many couldn't accept their positions as being lesser than that of alpha many of those remaining lionesses would turn ronin, seeking a different pride to conquer.

Aristo's pride had a very specific marking about them, the tan fur that covered their bodies well with a white underside that coated their jaws down the front side, between the legs all the way down to the very tip of the tail. This gave their pride a very distinct way of telling when there was an outsider among them. The outsider this day didn't share their markings and instead housed a darker tan coat with a slightly lighter tan along the underside. It was enough to be noticeable for those that ventured by, but also told the other ladies about this pack that a new challenger had come along to try and enter their already tense struggle for power. King Aristo was one of the few pride leaders that hadn't impregnated a female to locate a long-term queen and that made him very popular despite the girls having made their full attempts to keep such information a secret. When this ronin female lifted herself slowly along the side of his chair from her seating place she'd easily paw along his shoulder, giving the king a gentle purr across her lips which drew those regal eyes down towards her. If she was going to win this male then it was going to be done with her impressive looks.

"My king," she said easily once his attention was on her, the soft tone of her voice was like that of a bell of honey ringing out across a field of flowers. Aristo was still considered young for who he was, old enough to be the position he had earned, but young enough that he still had many years to sire this pride a strong wave of cubs. "I wish to present myself to you, as offering for your pleasure. Please enjoy my display in your honor."

Those easily lifting movements of her body rose up slowly, showing off her large and rounded breasts while they easily touched on the side of his arm. Those same movements that brought this challenger around towards the front of his thrown. Her hips moved to sway side to side, her steps growing into a soft and soundless rhythm as the more she shifted the larger the distance she grew from her targeted king spaced out. Aristo's eyes locked on the girl, watching her movements and even as he smiled to her swaying motion, her lifting and falling breasts, even the sight of her twisting body showing off that perfectly round rump perfectly formed after generations of females competing to be the next alpha. The deep tan of her fur helping her to catch the sunlight as it poured around her, the waving movement making her shadow dance along with her and even as she moved in a careful circle about the floor this lioness kept her eyes locked on her king for as long as she was able to. Anytime eye contact was broken it was because her back was turned to him and she'd make sure to lift that tail, whipping it to the side and giving her large breeding rump a fast bounce just to show it off more to insure that this ruler was constantly shifting his eyes over her luscious figure.

"What is your name, little flower?" He asked softly, keeping his eyes locked about her body.

She had to smile to this, having impressed him enough with her looks in order to earn the pleasure of sharing her name, this was a major leap for a ronin lioness, "Kiki, your majesty."

This had gone on far enough, the current alpha female wasn't about to simply let herself be undone by some new wandering girl that just came into their camp and suddenly decided to lay down a challenge. This wasn't entirely about the two of them, but more about the king himself and this alpha knew her ruler far better than this sultry dancing harlot. As those light tan hands wrapped around her king's elbow this girl turned her eyes from the one dancing, lifting herself up and slowly bringing her soft and puffed lips to easily brush against the gentle fur just inside of his ears. The feeling of her cool snout rubbing into the inner skin helped to draw his attention, but it also allowed her to whisper to her king softly, letting him hear exactly what she wanted to say even while he kept his eyes on this dancing slut. The look that ran over Kiki's face turned to that of a soft worry due to this motion, but she was willing put her looks on the line to assume that she could recapture that attention once the current alpha was done spreading her words.

Those yellow eyes turned from the swaying lioness, his attention turning towards his current queen with a soft and pleasant smile at her suggestion. Aristo's sexual focuses weren't like the other kings about, his were always far more directed to those that were strong and could protect the pride rather than just the sexual appeal of a few twists and turns. When his focus was entirely on his queen he'd give her a nod agreeing with her suggestion to demonstrate such a strength in order to help inspire him to grow the need for breeding the current, or new, alpha that came about from it. Kiki had no clue, though, and while this other female lifted up and started to approach she easily backed away, worried that she was already about to be thrown from the pride entirely. Such a worry wasn't entirely the situation, though, as this was just as much a right of passage into the group as it was a way to determine who would grow into being the queen for it. Of course, their current queen wasn't just going to start their activity without saying anything, it took a level of respect, but more importantly, a level of wanting to put on a good show and not just take someone down when they don't know what to expect.

"Kiki," The queen spoke up, her soft tone rising into the ears like snow drifting in the wind, cold and collected, but delicate and beautiful, "I'm sure you've managed to seduce a king to two in the past with your cute little dance, but King Aristo is not interested in your little show. Instead if you really want to earn his favor then show him that you're able to protect what you've chosen to join. Face me."

Those golden eyes narrowed with the words reaching her ears. It wasn't often that she was challenged to a full on fight, but it was something that she was willing to do if it meant being able to be bred by this strong and powerful male. It wasn't the first fight she'd ever gotten into, but it was the first one that she'd had to do for the amusement of the a king she stood before. An odd show, but the way it was explained it made perfect sense. Still taking a step back in order to keep distance the girl would ask for the name of the queen that had just asked to be torn apart in front of her mate, and this girls new mate if all went well. The answer came through easily with only one single word being spoken out, a name that Kiki would never forget. "Daici."

The ronin lioness wasn't about to stand there and wait to be attacked, she'd moved in quickly, going for a fast and hard strike with her claws in order to pull first blood if she could. It wasn't going to be an easy fight, but this wasn't her first one and she didn't want to fall back into secondary status again. This was her turn to be alpha, her chance to pull through and be put into the position of power that she was born to take on. The lap of the king was her's to claim here, and this girl wasn't going to stand aside to permit the current queen to reclaim it. Moving in fast her claws extended immediately from her hands and the dark tan lioness reached her hand forward fast in order to make a hard and sudden grip around that very perky, soft right breast of the queen. Claws sinking in and a quick tear across would draw a thick crimson design from that perfect, large mound even drawing her middle claw straight across the nipple.

The loud call of pain that coursed through Daici's breast reached the ears of the king, but she wasn't going to simply stand there and be taken down by this wandering slut. No, she was going to fight back and while she made a deep and hard clawing at Kiki's shoulder across her chest that other hand from the visitor reached it's way up towards her neck. The white fur of the queen easily brushed on those finger tips while she backed herself away, just in time to feel those claws scrape away, a fight finishing blow if it had landed in full force and drawing the hard and deep snarl from that queen when she realized just how far this newcomer was willing to go in order to claim her mate. This was simply supposed to be a demonstration, a way to show off both of their capabilities, but if Kiki wanted to take this fight further then Daici was going to make sure that she paid hard for such a sudden and unneeded tactic. It was here that the fight would change, not just a simple competition, but a full on battle between the two in order to show which one would still be left standing at the end of it.

The sun was already starting to lower into the evening sky as they continued to crash against one another. Kiki moving her hands fast into a lower strike, feeling them drawing along the hips of the queen just as Daici moved for a quick slap across the face. If they were going to be tearing down the others sex appeal and creating such terrible scars then this queen was going to make sure that at least one of them took a hard blow across the face. The idea that someone wouldn't want to breed a creature who's once lovely cheeks were now touched with a hard cut across them. Only one claw was able to dig into the tight skin, though, and a long scratch was cut right under the left eye and jerking the snarling dark tan lioness's hard to the side. With that head turn the queen did one better bringing her other hand low in a fast slash to cut into that hot rump that Kiki was obviously so very proud of from the back of the cheek all the way to the front of the hip. These weren't wounds that simply would never heal, but the scars that they left behind would call out loudly to any male that happened to look their way that these girls had suffered some level of damage, and even though the damage was only skin deep it wasn't exactly obvious to those potential mates that might pass them up due to the damage that they were causing. Vindictive? Yes, but there were just as many males willing to claim a female with the look of damage either to tame, or to keep for proof of strength in the pride.

As those claws raked over her rump the darker tan lioness would bounce back quickly. She had come too far to reach this pride just so that she could get taken down by the current queen for the amusement of the occupying king. She wanted that position, she wanted to earn that queen-ship and if nothing else this feline wasn't going to simply let some current alpha stand in her way. As Kiki closed in once more another fast swipe of her claws would send them sinking into Daici's side, the feeling of the crimson fluid being dragged out by another hard pull of her wrist would force the alpha to cry out once again. The sounds of struggle and warfare were having their tole on their very excited ruler. Sitting in his seat he'd already feel his sheath swelling with the idea that these girls were fighting just for the idea of having a chance of him taking them to bed. A grand message of his position where others fought one another in order to rise up to meet him, an excitement that caught the sensitive scents of both females and drove them to close out this battle.

With those claws drawing across Daici's side the alpha knew that she had the perfect chance to take this fight down where the new girl wasn't going to be able to simply keep going. Her quick inward step towards the ronin forced Kiki to back up and release those claws from the current queen's side. The sudden release forced the alpha to grunt a bit, but even as Kiki worked to step back in, wanting to bring this fight to its finish as well, she hadn't notice the extended leg and the dark tan feline would be unable to advance against it finding herself being pushed back against suddenly with claws dragging against her darker shoulders while Daici forced the newcomer into the awaiting ground. When her leg lifted naturally with the fall the light tan lioness wrapped her fingers around that ankle in order to keep her on the ground just as the queen's foot planted against Kiki's tail. A fast roll between the two and a sudden counter would keep them tumbling back and forth against the other, swipes and hard slashes where they could land them would force these two beautiful women to continue to damage one another with hard snarls and deep growls until finally it was the queen that ended up on top.

Panting, struggle and trying to force her hands up only to find Daici's hard grip holding them down the ronin roared out loudly for her, trying to summon the strength to force this girl off of her. As the alpha remained on top Kiki could see the soft smirk pass over her lips, a hard punch landing across her face in order to stun her suddenly just in time to feel the that hand gripping her large breasts. A gasp came across believing that she was going to have her breasts cut open, but when the fondling hand continued in a fast and gentle pattern she'd even feel her throat reacting naturally with an easy purr. Lips finally lowering slowly to take hold of that hard nipple, suckling on it with a harsh intent and the only reaction being to lower that now free hand to the back of Daici's head, holding her close as her large breast was crushed down against her body filling her with a pleasured gasp of delight. When that lighter tan knee lifted easily towards her already sweating and dripping cunny the darker tan feline looked back at her once again, already panting and in need of the sensual touch that she was finally feeling. Of course the show wasn't for Kiki's benefit, it was for the enjoyment of their ruler who looked on with intensity and even leaning forward in order to help hide away his half throbbing member. There was always the rules that good things must eventually end and with a lift of her hand once more a fast strike straight across Kiki's jaw would drive that deep cry of pleasure from her as well as her consciousness, that found the newcomer to simply collapse against the ground.

Daici stood slowly while watching the downed opponent. It wasn't their way to kill, but that was a lesson that she was going to have to teach Kiki another time having to remember the start of this with that strike for her throat. It was a fight that was out of the way, though, and now as she stood she'd lift that foot up well in order to place it down on the still dripping slit, just standing there over her opponent and an easy cross of her arms over her large and damaged chest. It was only to her surprise when she felt a hand taking hold of her elbow, the light tan hand didn't belong to the knocked out girl, but to the male that had risen from his seat just to show her his appreciation for the show she'd put on. It was without a single word that the two would silently look between one another and then towards that throne. Big enough for their king to rest in day after day, and tight enough that once she was in it there would be no escape and once she was pulled towards it Daici spread her legs well, coming to follow her king into his seat with her sitting on his lap. The grinding and pain filled hips moving well, the show of blood over her body only driving his thick member into her body, those barbs claiming her, hooking into her, and forcing her to deliver a tinge of pain as her body finally locked up and her hips started to lift and fall in time with his breathing, wanting to provide her king with the best please that she was able to.

She rode her king like the champion she was, lifting and dropping with her breasts swaying well in motion of her body. The blood over the one not bothering either of them as she had finally earned the right to claim her king and be with him through their little breeding session. It wasn't any clue to anyone that she wanted his cubs and even if she didn't sire to him this time she was determined to keep trying no matter how many girls she had to push through in order to make it happen. Those two pairs of golden eyes touched well and with his strong and sudden movements King Aristo turned in his seat, never removing even a single inch from her body as he'd turn the both of them around on that throne until she was sitting in it and he was gripping her thighs with a loving delight. The movement of his hips crushing into hers over and over again driving her to call out loudly as her hands reached over her head for something to grip onto. As she clung to the back of the seat her body was forced to shift with every single movement he made inside of her, pounding her against the backboard of the throne and making her roar out loudly over and over as she awaited his amazing finish. Those eyes continued to lock onto him with the best of her ability, eying him, her heart even calling out for him to finish this mating and to sire through her a new generation for their pride.

In minutes the king was calling out loudly, mixing his voice against his queens and between them the two would drive a loud and dominating call of ownership for as far as their voices could reach. The feeling of his fluids pumping, gushing into her body and making her body jerk with her own fluids escaping down the length of the throne helped to drive Daici's panting loudly into the air over her. When he finished this king would pull away, looking at his work and seeing her resting loosely in her chair, almost on the verge of falling free from it while her sluggish movements gave a testimony to his efforts that Aristo had worked through her figure. As he pulled back from her the lioness turned her eyes to the now moving darker tan feline, giving a smirk at her while she looked at the cum filled beauty that worked hard at recovering on the throne. The only hope for that beaten and bloody lioness was that the breeding hadn't caught and it would give her a chance to try again once she was more recovered, but until then they would exist, work together, get along, and wait for the results of this to become obvious. Daici had won her session this time, but Kiki wasn't about to simply give up on her birthright to rule. The sight of that smirk from the throne-limped lioness would draw a smirk right back at her from her rival who even now made her way to greet and congratulate this queen feline.