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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 3:36 pm
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Their most recent hunting trip had been a success. With the other hunters and huntresses of their class, they'd brought down enough food to feed the pride comfortably for at least two days. Zhivko himself had eaten a bit of his fill, still licking the blood from his maw. It blended well against his mottled pink, white, and red coat. He flicked his ears, soon spotting the gray and white lioness. "Oh! Hello! Yes, yes it is!" He couldn't remember if she was in their class or not - He'd seen her hunt, but that could easily mean any class besides the same as theirs. For all Zhivko knew, she could easily be in middle, upper-middle, or even high class.
Beside Zhivko walked his mate, Lilo. She adored this place, where the Moon God made his home. She'd adjusted, as she figured it, quite well into the pride. While the Pridelands had no system of belief in any gods, more following the Circle of Life than anything, she'd come in having already learned some from Zhivko talking about the Goddess of Blood, the deity of his old pride. She hadn't minded finding themselves in the lower-middle class, as back home she'd already been a huntress with no real desires to be anything more. She was content with her role in not just the Pridelands, but now the Mwezi.
She found an easier time remembering faces, ranks, and especially classes than her mate, though. "Hello, Guard Ima! Zhivko's right, it IS a nice day! If you're hungry, our party brought down more than enough for everyone to eat well for two or more days!" She couldn't name exactly what lions made what killing bites, it had been all a frenzy.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 3:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 10:33 am
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The blue lioness giggled just a bit. "Oh, it's okay, Zhivko doesn't remember names too well, either! He's doing well to remember the lions in our own class!" Mirth reflected in her red eyes that popped out so much against her otherwise blue-hued body. She giggled as the pink-bald male elbowed her. "Oh, Zhivko, you know it's true!" She turned her smile first to Zhivko as she spoke, then back to Ime. "I think we're fitting in quite well! I used to be a huntress, back in the Pridelands, so I haven't really had to do much different. It's been wonderful like that!"
He couldn't help but smile at his mate's enthusiasm about... Well, everything. He then looked over at Ime, ears flicking. She was in a higher class than they were... But he wasn't sure how to react to that, really, since she was so... Amicable about it. "Contrary to what my mate says... I DO remember a few lions from OUTSIDE our class." He held his head up, closing his eyes in a mock-sniff. "I remember the queen's name, after all!" He paused, trying to remember it. "Khathelela!" He felt proud of himself for remembering that much. Now for the rest... Or any of the rest...
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