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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 1:56 pm
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A cool breeze carried the rich salty smells of the sea inland where Hero lifted his nose to greet them. Ah, so close at last. There was just one problem.
Between Hero and the sea, there was a coalition of leopards, lions, cheetahs and other strange felines with smells completely unfamiliar to him. Before he met Manorama he would have simply gone around the pride. Now that he had a family, he was more curious about what it would be like to settle down. After being on his own all his life a little consistency could do him some good.
Chewa followed, staying in his father's shadow and looking around excitedly. Though he was enthusiastic about spending time alone with his father he was also nervous because of where they were going. He knew that his father only wanted a glimpse of the boarders and gauge the reaction of the guards. Whenever he heard a strange sound, like a bird call, Chewa flattened his ears and darted under his father's body, which caused Hero to pause and smile down at him. Chewa didn't know - and didn't need to know that his father was an experienced fighter to feel safe in his company.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 2:24 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 5:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 5:23 pm
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 5:18 pm
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Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 11:20 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 2:45 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 2:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 6:53 pm
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As a father Hero was fierce. He meant what he said, he would kill for his cubs. However, as a father, Hero was not responsible. He had never been a father before. He ran away from home at a young age after a disagreement with his family and grew to manhood under the teachings of a devil-may-care rogue, who became his only real role model. Sometimes, Hero cared more about showing he had the bigger balls than doing the right thing. Thanos's mocking grin enraged the male inside him.
Hero glanced down at his son. The wondrous look in Chewa's eyes made Hero feel that more than his personal reputation was at stake here. If he backed down now, what would his son think of him? "Come on, Chewa. Stay close to me."
Chewa nodded to show he understood. As his father crossed the boarder into the pride lands, Chewa followed along, staying as close as possible to his father without causing him to trip. He was excited to see what was inside the strange pride and a little frightened, too. As long as his father was protecting him, Chewa knew he had nothing to fear.
((Fin?))
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