"OW!" the smaller male growled, face smashed against the ground and his paw twisted behind his back. Held there by a larger paw, he could only glare at the larger, stronger male pinning him down. At least now he knew that he was not the strongest around; there will always be those stronger and weaker than him out there. He growled and jerked trying to free his arm from the other male. Chocolate mane fell over his face, but his green eyes pierced to the other's gaze. Green meeting green. His dark tipped tail flicked in irritation, wanting to get up and attack this male. He wanted to hurt him... "GET OFF OF ME, DAMN IT!"
This other, larger, male only smirked at this one's struggling. His dark black mane, red tipped, could only laugh at this one's movements. "You are so much like your father, brat. You wiggle when you are pinned, yell to intimidate when your appearance does not work... but unlike your father," the male let him up. "You're bigger than he is and you actually found someone that loves you." He watched the smaller lion get to his feet, shaking his pinned paw before glaring at him.
"I have only met you twice; Moto and you still treat me like the first time we met..." he grumbled, glaring at the lion. He had a brief meeting with the lion a while back, shortly after his attack from his father and a moment before Tufah's meeting. This lion somehow knew Mat... probably because he also knew his father... "I didn't come here to fight with you; you know I am already in bad condition..."
The larger male shrugged, dubbed Moto, "Well, I only attacked you because I specifically told you that I did not liked to be called Moto, especially my nephew. Next time you do it, I might actually hurt you." Mat cursed under his breath. "Why did you call me out here? I can't stay long because Mwana will be wondering where I am and probably think I left her alone again..."
"Oh yeah, Mwana... that female you 'saved'. Does she love you?" he sneered, poking fun at the larger male for poking fun at him. Telling him earlier that he liked a female who loved him back; he had no idea what to do. In fact, he was still having some troubles accepting it. Being the only adult that Mat knew other than his b*****d father and his mother, who was back in the Pride Lands, 'Trigger' was the only one that could possibly help him.
"I am not answering that, idiot. Ask what you wanted to ask."
Mat sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. A pure sign of vulnerability, one that Trigger simply smirked at. Kinari did the same thing when he was confused and/or embarassed to talk about something. Trigger watched closely to his movements and his ears were ready to listen. "It's about this female... she says she loves me. I guess I like her, but I dunno... maybe it was because she was taking care of me when I couldn't. Maybe it's appre-"
"Don't even say 'appreciation', twit, you love her and you know it, but you can't swallow your damn pride to say it." he growled, knowing for a fact that it was true. At least in his point of view it was. Mat stopped talking a bit taken back. How could he even know what he was feeling? He was not him and yet here he was telling him an assumption... but somewhere in his heart, he felt like it was true but something there would not accept it.
"But... how do I know if I love her? I mean, she says she loves me but how do I know it's true? What if she is lying to me? Toying with me just like my damn brother did? How do I know he didn't make her toy with me just to keep me a-"
"You need to shut up, Mat," he waved his paw, silencing the young Pride Lander. "Listen, if you think she's faking it, simply ask if she wants cubs."
"What!? CUBS?!"
"Yeah, if she was faking it, she wouldn't do it. She wouldn't love you enough to bare them. Simple, isn't it?" The look on Mat's face was obvious. He had no idea how cubs were made in truth, how it worked, how it was done. It was pure amusement for the uncle. He stiffled a laugh and let out a small exhale. "Now listen; I am sort of an expert on the subject, but don't tell anyone about this, about me...."
"You see, females go through heat a lot throughout the twelve moon cycles. If you can't tell she is in heat, it's simple, her scent changes from the usual moon to moon. If you are unsure, just ask her if she is feel different. Besides, if you smelt her scent, you'll change a bit too... sort of wanting her. These are the only times a female can have cubs, mate with her any other time, nothing will happen," he sighed, feeling very very awkward talking about something he had done for a while before giving it up. But it was passing knowledge... it was a good reason, right? "If this is about Noy, in fact any female, her heat should only last about fourteen nights. If she really wanted cubs and you wanted to give them to her; I would suggest you stay with her the entire time. So that means you two won't be hunting." Mat was a little lost, but got the gist of all of it. No food for that long? That was impossible! "If she has cubs; you better damn well take care of them."
"Trigger, are you sure that's even right? That long? Scent?" Mat questioned. For once, he was acting more his age. A young, confused male.
"Yes, that long. Why, do you think you don't have the stanima to please a female? if not, then you definitely aren't ready for this sort of thing," he shrugged. He knew no one could mate fourteen days straight without food or breaks. It was impossible.
Mat growled. "I too can!" he paused. "But if I did... she may not be able to go anywhere for a while."
Trigger shrugged and got to his feet, shaking out his fur. "Of course, she would be with cubs by then." The youth watched him as he talked as if this was nothing to him. What was he talking about? This was cubs and mating for christ's sakes! But Trigger brushed it off as if it were an everyday thing... Mat watched a bit dumbfounded as he watched the larger lion walk away.
"Take care of her, Mat, otherwise, I will have to inform your father that you are followin' his footsteps."
Those words burned, Mat had no plans to ever follow his father's steps. If his father never cared for his cubs, like himself, then he will raise these cubs. ... Wait, what was he saying!? He contemplated for a minute. What if Noyana wasn't lying? What if she says yes? Crap... more s**t to think about...
