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 Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:00 am
 Demani was sitting under a big tree and watching the starry sky. This was his favourite thing to do. It was warm. There was a fullmoon and Demani was twice as excited as he was every night when he watched the starry sky. He just sat there and stared at the endless dark-blue sky. It was beautiful. Usually the night was his favourite time of the day. It was the time he didn't feel alone, not that he had a problem being alone. There were some noises around him but he couldn't hear them. Or at least he didn't want to. Besides he was full up since he ate that fat gazelle. But this night was different. He actually didn't want to be all alone with the stars. He needed someone to talk to, he needed someone to understand him, he needed a friend.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:16 am
There were some nights, Djakovo had found, when sleep simply did not come easy. Tonight was one of those nights. He had long since learned that, rather than fight the insomnia and try to will himself to sleep, it was much easier to just keep on walking until his body finally reacted to the change in the sky and fatigue helped to bring him to sleep.
So he wandered, with not particular place to be. He had no destination and no course of action. For the while, he simply went where his paws might take him, meet whoever he might have to meet, until he found his sister once again. He was one of those lions that believed in some sort of fate, and in a case like this, he believed that if it was meant to be, it was meant to be. If he was supposed to be reunited with his sister, then eventually he would. Trying to seek her out in the vast savannah was not going to help.
So he just walked to wherever he might happen to go. For the while, at least, his life was free and he could do whatever and not have to suffer the consequences, unless he stumbled on the wrong lions at the wrong time. Then he would be in trouble. But Djakovo preferred not to think of what might happen if he were to come across lions such as the dreaded Firekin in the desert, or perhaps some other unfriendly pride.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:39 am
Demani desided to take a walk. Somehow he got bored from the sky and went on a search for somebody to talk to. Or at least somebody to meet. The grass was cracking under his paws but not because Demani was heavy the grass was just too dry this season. He passed by some trees and he had seen some male lions "mark" trees as their own teritories but Demani wouldn't do that. He was the type of lion that wouldn't want to label something as his. He continued walking. There was a gentle breeze and his not fully grown mane trembled under the touch of the soft wind. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath then he smiled, opened his eyes and continued walking. The moon was shining on the sky right infront of Demani's face and it lightened his way. The adolescnet lion saw a tall dark figure and he desided to get closer to it. It was a lion. Demani was quite shorter than the other lion and didn't want to get in trouble but his curiosity took controll of him and the lion got closer.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:29 pm
The dry season was not one that Djakovo liked particularly. The twigs that littered the ground crackled constantly, and it made hunting even more of a pain.
The only side he liked about it was that it easily told him who was trying to sneak up behind him. He half turned at the gentle sound of crackling grass and twig. It was light. That meant whatever was coming closer couldn't be very big.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of it. It was another lion, an adolescent who was quite a bit smaller than himself. Of course, that didn't mean too much. Djakovo was a rather large lion himself. Be that as it may, he felt the urge to turn and trot off in order to avoid another meeting. Hadn't he had enough of chane meetings?
But the other lion was just an adolescent, so he couldn't imagine that he had anything sinister on his mind. So he fought the urge to leave and simply kept on walking. If he wanted to catch up, he could.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 1:10 am
Demani saw that the other lion saw him but he didn't know why would he ignore the adolescent lion. The younger one looked at the adult lion from head to paws and now it seemed to him that he even got bigger. Demani wasn't one of the lions that get scared easlily but he was very sensible so he just desided to follow the lion and see what happens. The sky got darker. The adolescent stopped for a while to look at it. Wow... It was gorgeous. The stars were brighter than before and the moon shined even more. When he desided to continue following the adult lion he couldn't see him any longer. Demani was very curious where could he be but he didn't want to run around the forest at night so he yelled: "Where are you going?!" suddenly Demani's shout was the only sound in the forest and this was really strange. The adolescent's throat dried up and he couldn't shout again even if he wanted to. He continued walking forward though he had no idea where the adult lion could be. His ears stood up and flickered waiting for a response.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 2:16 am
After a while, it became obvious that the young lion was following him, so Djakovo stopped paying atention to the sounds of dry twigs crackling behind him and lumbered on wtih his eyes half shut to the world. So he didn't notice when the footfalls stopped. He moved automatically, his paws seeming to pick out their own path - one that would inevitably lead him once more out of the forest.
Then he stopped. From where he was, he heard a voice asking where he was going. It was far back and for the first time since he had been tailed by the young lion, he listened out for the crackles of snapped grass and twigs.
It was headed the wrong way. Or so he thought. His hearing was not bad, and he trusted his own instincts to lead him in the road straight away from danger, or perhaps anything else undesirable that might lurk within a forest at night. He could hear the young lion walking that way, or at least a way that Djakovo had not picked out. Whether it would end in disaster or not, he didn't know. But he didn't want to find out. So he doubled back and, lightly shutting his eyes, followed his ears after the sound of the young lion's footfalls.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:17 am
Demani's ears stood up and he looked at the older lion. It was weird because Demani was use to being answered when asking a question and for a minute he stopped to think should he follow the adult or would this get him into trouble. He had never gotten himslef into some serious trouble but he didn't want to. His curiosity grew and he wanted to get closer to the lion and ask him why is he acting like that but his brain started working and he sat on the dry grass which cracked alot beneath him and waited to see what would the other lion do.
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