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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 1:42 pm
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Returning to the pride was much faster than leaving it had been. He could move at a trotting pace which covered significantly more ground. It helped that he also didn't have to sneak, since he would be recognizable to any sentries he might encounter and allowed to pass without difficulty. Perhaps not without being questioned, but because of the strange hours he had been keeping and the time he'd been spending in the rogue lands lately, it wasn't likely he would even be questioned on his way to retrieve Aara.
Mirsajadi had discussed with Aylin the fact that he would be taking one of her cubs with him when he left. He had even told her in advance which of the cubs it would be, so that she would not worry unduly when Isa went missing one night. The decision to take Aara had been one that he'd only made in the past few days while watching the cubs from a distance. Aara and Isa got along, and he thought it might be easier on both cubs if he took both of them with him, even though that came with the risk of increasing the likelihood that the cubs would grow up remembering their mothers and their life in the Ukuucha'Wafalme. It was a risk he was willing to take.
Even at his faster pace, it still took him a little over an hour to make it back to the den. He passed unmolested into the pride, as expected, and made his way silently through the lands until he came to his den. There he was actually startled to find himself greeted by a very dejected looking cub. The very cub he'd come back for, in fact, but which he had not expected to see in her current position.
"How long have you been there?" he asked.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 2:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 8:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 9:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 9:32 pm
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Mirsajadi did not really feel like standing around to answer questions, but he couldn't very well use the same trick on Aara that he'd used on Khozar for the main reason that Aara was the only cub he could pick up and carry, and she was too awake to tolerate that without protesting. Instead he took a few steps away from the den, testing whether Aara would follow him.
When he answered he spoke even more softly than he had been before, forcing her to come closer to hear him. It was most definitely cheating, but Mirsajadi was intelligent and good at getting others to do what he wanted, for the most part. He enjoyed manipulating people, too, for what it was worth. Even his own family. He hoped that the cubs he'd selected would be able to learn some of his skills, too.
"It is only you, and Isarmaq, and Khozar. I wish only to bring the best with me, but I won't force you to come."
He took another few steps backward, doing his best to show her that it was her choice whether she would follow or be left behind. It was a risk, but again he did not want to use the tactics he'd used with Khozar. This was Aara, a daughter of his loins. She deserved better than a stern look and firm command.
"If you come, though, I will have to carry you. Isa and Khozar are not anywhere nearby and you will not be able to walk that distance before dawn."
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 9:40 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 3:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 4:18 pm
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Mirsajadi had no hope of seeing Aara's expression as she looked at him. She was dangling from his mouth, which put her face about where his chin was. There was just no way. He could tell from her voice that she was concerned, or worried, but he really couldn't answer her any better than he could see her as long as their positions as they were, which would be the duration of their trip.
They were making better time than he had done when he had to make his pace match Khozar's smaller step-size, but Aara was not wrong in observing that it was far. It had to be far, by necessity, or else preliminary searches for the cubs, if not for him, would find them. Because he had been in the habit of going into the rogue lands for long periods of time Mirsajadi hoped that no one would think to factor in how far he could travel in a night when they went looking for three missing cubs. At least not right away.
It was a relief to the former pad when he once more drew within sight of the tangle of roots that formed a small but acceptable den where he had left Khozar and Isarmaq to await his return. Not just his jaw, but his neck and shoulders now ached from carrying cubs for so long. And this was just the beginning. He would be doing this more in days to come, he reminded himself.
"We're here. Khozar and Isarmaq are under there already, sleeping."
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 9:38 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 5:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 4:43 am
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