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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 6:16 am
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Cor finished grooming her ears - a task she had been assured was absolutely essential and must be completed every single day - and set off from her den in search of new people to talk to. Liraz, she had been told, was not feeling well and so she did not go to her best friend's den. She knew that Liraz would have been happy to see her, but she would have felt very guilty forcing her sick friend to use up her strength when she needed it to stave off the ravages of her illness. Cor herself sometimes found herself coughing in the mornings, but it was just dry air, she told herself.
She considered making her way to Litahti's den. The credulous little cub had been very complimentary toward her, and Cor liked that in a companion. She was still not interested in spending time with Haruma, who seemed to be growing much more quickly than she did. Cor was irritated by that and still recalled how badly their first meeting had gone. She had no desire to repeat the experience. Of course, one of the leopards in the pride had recently had cubs, but Cor hadn't been given permission to go meet them yet.
So off to Litahti's den she headed, hoping the younger cub would be allowed to come out and play with her.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 7:19 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 5:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 5:57 am
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Cor wasn't usually one to admit that she was wrong, but she knew that it hadn't been fair for her to start in on the younger cub just for turning up unexpectedly in her path. It actually had the makings for a very good story, if she could work the plot right. Even if she couldn't, she could always tweak it so that certain points fit better into what she had in mind.
"I'm Cor Oxidat," she told him. "I think I've met one of your sisters, Litahti. But that was kind of a while ago. How's she doing?"
The last time she'd spoken to anyone from his family, it had been Litahti, and she'd been rather mystified by everything. Cor had been forced to come up with a number of answers about the heavens rather on the spot, as well as about the pride's sickness. It still amazed her that anyone could be born in these lands and remain ignorant of the plague that, well, plagued the pride, though she now guessed that Litahti had simply been very, very young.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 7:40 pm
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 10:36 am
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That was different from the Litahti Cor remembered meeting. The pale cub had been nearly overwhelmed by the sunlight and the outdoors, and seemed too retiring and faint to be the sort to want to play. Cor would have to revise her opinion of the cub, shough she would also have to see for herself. Hearsay was not a thing to be relied upon, as Cor knew very well.
"It's nice of you to offer," she said, "but I didn't actually tell anyone I was going out, or where I was going, and I don't want people to worry. When they get worried they tend to scold, and it's so boring to be scolded."
Cor wasn't holding a grudge. Really she wasn't. One of the things she knew for a fact, having been raised in the Kitwana'Antara, was that life was much too short for a person to hold grudges over petty things. Oh, it was perfectly acceptable to hold grudges over serious things, like stealing someone's mate or infecting someone who wasn't infected, but there weren't too many offenses Cor could think of which were worth the animosity.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 10:57 am
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 11:37 am
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"It really isn't," Cor said feelingly. "And they always tell my father about it when he comes back, and then he tells me how it's not appropriate for me to make people worry, and how important the rules are, and...well. You seem know how it is."
She smiled a little when Chizoba complimented her name. She liked it, too. Her father had told her that he'd named her according to the customs of her mother's pride, and she liked that. Her mother was a princess, after all, and so she had a name that was like a princess, which fit very well into Cor's world view that she was, in fact, a princess as well, even if it wasn't a princess of the Kitwana'antara. She didn't mind where she was a princess as long as she got to be one.
"Thanks. I like it too," she said over her shoulder as she turned and began to head away from Chizoba at a bit of a clip. She couldn't believe she'd forgotten when she was supposed to be back. That was such a childish thing to do!
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 11:54 am
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