Pride of the Sands; Party in the Dunes

"I don't mind carrying mostly everything. Everyone does their best to keep me from getting swarmed. It's the little things I can do to help." Sabra wrapped her own arm around her friend's shoulders giving an impromptu one armed hug, careful not to accidentally crush her friend. When the conversation turned to hair and music Sabra gave a soft laugh. "Than you know nothing about the glorious grooming techniques of the noble line of Dawnlight!" The tall woman flicked a hand through her sparkling blond hair in the sun's light. She didn't need to tell them about the marvelous shampoo's they had in this world which really helped.

"As for song, I do not think the hymns of my youth would be appropriate for this setting. And I don't have a bard's training to try and make anything up on the spot." That though seemed to be rectified quickly. Something that Sabra did find herself getting caught on was Seyyal's topic on the clothing. "I can't help but agree. I'm still not use to showing this much of my legs and arms."

"Do not diss the Dawnlight Legacy! It has been passed down for generations!" Sabra points a finger to the air like she was orating to the heavens! Smiling after that though Sabra laughed and hip bumps Seyyal. Being the Ray of Sunlight came back to Sabra like an old coat. Soon however Sabra finished up rotating the meat which allowed her to step away from the food for a moment.

When Seyyal told Sabra about how much skin she was showing the young noble girl blushed. "No, not having that. mmmmmnope, definitely not." Sabra began looking around and finding her towel she through it around her shoulders and sat in the sand easily enough. "Nope. I don't need any of them looking at me like that.... what would the Princess think!" Sabra began to blush more and her gaze got a far off look. Thinking about the princess always got her looking like this. Flushed and distant.

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"Considering Lottie can just swap the meat with a pile of sand I wouldn't get very far. Besides, I'd rather lounge around on the warm sand than have to fend off a group of angry lionesses. More trouble than it's worth y'know?" Alaric smirked and shrugged. Then he spread a wing over Lottie's head to provide some shade for her.

Alaric tilted his head at Sabra's reaction to Seyyal's teasing. That was a little weird for sure. "Maybe the princess would wanna hang out with you guys because you're dude magnets? I dunno. If they're like me the smell of the food will probably draw em in before your swimsuits. Not that they're more interested in the food just- I think I said too much," his face was steadily becoming more red as he said this. He glanced at Lottie for a brief second before quickly looking away.

Sabra stopped blushing, her body went ridged and her hands tightened on the towel wrapped around her shoulders. Slowly she stood, letting go of the towel as she moved into a standing position. Her legs spread, braced for her to move and act if needed. Her eyes glaring death and destruction at Alaric right now. If it wasn't for the power restraining bracelet she was still wearing her fury might have been more fiery and cinematic. As it stood, she was a tall young woman who just had her buttons pushed in all the wrong ways.

"What did you just say about the Princess?" Her muscles still tight and wanting her to act out with out thinking. Sabra's body was extremely well honed to do combat and to fight. "Did you just imply, that our Princess, would wish to be accosted by..." Sabra's fury was slowly growing, her friends all knew the signs. But Sabra had been giving a cold harsh whisper that all would hear, but her own words had drowned out the attempted calming words of Seyyal. Now was her friends chance to calm her down before something seriously bad happened.

It took him a second to realize what was even happening. When he did, he tensed, his first instinct was to just snap right back at her. It just reminded him of how other people would single him out growing out. People starting full blown altercations over the smallest most trivial things. Life must've been nice, cushy, and problem free if this was the sort of thing she could blow her energy on. Not an actual threat or anything, just something said in passing as a joke.

He wouldn't dignify this by sinking to her level either. Seyyal was doing her best to keep things under control. This was her victory party after all. He looked between everyone, then turned and started walking away with a growly huff. He wasn't sure how far he would go, or if he was going to come back. Right now he just needed a reasonable amount of space. He wouldn't fight Sabra, but he also wasn't dignifying this bullshit with a response.

Madeline had been trying to decide what music to put on with the bluetooth speaker she and Shir had packed. There were so many playlists she could choose from - and then she got distracted by a prime selfie opportunity. She and Shir looked pretty damn good.

But look at that. Seyyal's friend Sabra was fucking crazy, apparently. Maddie felt like she shouldn't have been surprised - the lionesses were a mercenary band, and that didn't lend itself to being calm or well-adjusted.

Seyyal was asking for her help - she needed Alaric to be invisible. So Madeline kipped up to her feet and walked a little closer to the drama. "Alright. Sure." As easily as Seyyal could ask for it, Madeline made it happen. Alaric was now invisible. You wouldn't even be able to tell he was walking around on the sand, either - his footprints were also hidden.

"Want any of her powers off?" Maddie added. Seyyal should know to specify which ones, if she wanted that. Madeline didn't know what Sabra could do until she did it.

It was just now starting to register for her that Seyyal had her swords out, and this might be a dangerous place for her to be.