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 Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 12:47 pm
Certainly being surrounded by her own generation of a child and her grandchildren had a way of making Leboya feel a touch old for her years, but there was nothing wrong with having had some strong children who would go on to have strong children of their own.
Not to mention the youth of her grandchildren made her feel young again.
But breaks for water and allowing Lesedi to act on instinct with 'her' children instead of looking to her for help all the time was definitely something she had to give time for. Not to mention, she was starting to be able to recognize places, rocks, water holes, and other things.
Even the same water hole she'd found to drink from felt familiar to her. Perhaps the home she was headed for wasn't as far away as it had seemed days before.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 2:07 pm
 A yawn split his maw, limbs stretching as the lion stirred, waking from his nap in the shade of a large rock, one ear twitching at a nearby insect. It had been such a perfect day for a nap in the shade, his belly full of fish, the sound of water in his ears, the lull of peaceful dreams.
He rolled over, one paw laying over pale eyes. Too bright, too bright, why was it so bright? He had been having such a wonderful dream, surf, waves, the ocean. He had seen it once as a child, was it still as he saw it in his dreams?
Eyes slowly opened, peeking from beneath his paw, a flash of color, brilliant, purple. A...fish, was he still dreaming? Blinking, his eyes searched the blurry edges, slowly finding focus as the fog of sleep left him. No, not a fish, a lion? That couldn't be could it? Was he seeing things? A lingering image of his lifelong addiction to catnip?
Whoa...
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 2:19 pm
A bright one indeed, Leboya actually didn't have an eye for noticing other lions who stuck out from their surroundings like others would herself, so it was only movement that had caused her to perk her ears and look from the pool of water she'd been about to drink from towards a...
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Very blue lion who was giving her a look that was akin to 'Wooaaaaaaah' and some disbelief. Which was perhaps one of the oddest looks she'd ever gotten, to be honest. So she stood, frozen with a b*****d-child of deer-in-the-headlights look on her face.
Hmm.
"Do you just plan on observing me?" Leboya asked, her tone hardly one of criticism ang more curious of if he'd gone into a daze, thus prying for a comment he'd actually have to respond to.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 4:00 pm
"What?"
He blinked, shaking his head to clear the fog. He had half expected her to vanish, nothing more than a hallucination. But she was still there, she had spoken, hallucinations didn't speak.
He was staring, fascinated, his gaze shifting only enough to assure himself that his own paws had not turned purple, that the brilliant color had not spread to the rest of the world. She was really that color, the lioness was real. Whoa, that was so...cool.
"You're so bright."
Not that he had any room to talk with his brilliant blue hide and yellow mane. But she was purple, not that he had never seen a purple lion before, but she was so....whooooa.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 4:07 pm
....?
Leboya was actually half confused and also VERY amused by this poor fellow and his coat-hypnotism that he seemed to be suffering, just sitting by the pool of water so she could observe the male in his own oddity, which was quite the sight, actually.
Certainly she in turn had met a brightly colored lion or two, not that his own 'color vibration' he had going was too harsh on the eyes, but she imagined more of them would be... less shocked by coloration of the pelt as she was.
But no matter, the fellow and his slight trip were entertainment she couldn't find in family or children (or most other things really).
"Yes, I've been told many times that my coat is very colorful." she confirmed, pondering if it was perhaps the fact she had so many colors streaking across her body.
Which of course there was nothing wrong with either.
"Is it unusual to you?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 9:52 pm
"No man, it's just so...intoxicating, like something from a righteous trip."
As he spoke, he raised a paw in a gesture, perhaps his own version of 'peace', if he knew what that was.
If one had taken his words as flirting, they would have been wrong. He was simply caught in those bright colors, lost in the psychedelic haze. He lay reclining on his belly, paws resting on the ground before him, tail twitching, he was staring again.
Maybe he should stop that...
His head shook, a paw raised to scratch behind one ear. Deciding he was thirsty, Ali rose to his paws, trodding the few steps to the water's edge, his head lowered to take a drink, gaze following a fish as it skirted away from him.
"What brings you here, man?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:14 am
.... A 'righteous trip'? Okay, she certainly was unsure of whatever the hell THAT was, so she wouldn't push to know what on EARTH it was he meant by it. Perhaps it would be better for her to not know at all in the long run and just settle for getting the drink of water she had originally come for.
Though it seemed conversation was at hand, now wasn't it?
"Water, both the kind to drink and the kind that comes in the amount needed to make an ocean." she answered with a sort of amusement before she continued on to explain what it was she had meant by the whole deal-
"I'm taking a break for water before my children," nice blanket term for the whole crew as one was, one was treated as such, and the other five at least had it in their title, "and I start heading towards the ocean again.
It will have been quite the journey for all parties involved."
Oh her poor grandchildren, born just to walk such a distance.. but they'd been doing well, Lesedi and herself alternating between carrying them when they had tired paws so they could rest....
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 1:58 pm
The ocean?
"Oh man, that's amazing, I was just thinking about the ocean. Solid, man."
Whoa, it was like the spirits of the water had brought them together, or something like that. Whatever the case, he was instantly convinced his dream had been more than just a coincidence. It had to mean something, even if it only met he needed to cut back on the catnip.
"Name's Ali, Ali'ikai."
Despite his name and love of the water, Ali'ikai had seen the ocean itself only once, spending most of his life near rivers and underground pools. And yet he still remembered the scent of the air, or at least he thought he did, not that his memory was to be trusted.
"Man, I'd love to see the ocean again."
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 2:57 pm
Oh goodness, this one certainly had an odd way of talking, but she had met odd ones before (Did she have to mention the God of Fish at all? Him and his royal 'we') and certainly this male seemed harmless. A little out of his element, but harmless.
"Hmm, well, I'm hoping that we'll find more than the ocean once we get there." she replied, rising up to her paws to stretch out her body. Hmm, Ali'ikai was it?
He certainly had an interesting name.
"And mine is Leboya." she answered, assuming that even if it wasn't given, the male would be able to figure out some sort of a 'nickname' for it. Not that her name really needed it, seeing as it was perfectly capable of being simple in and of itself.
"There's a pride that was barely blooming at the edge of the water last time I was there, so I hope to see if it is still there along with the one who you may say is the 'father' of the pride.."
Ha ha. At least in the way she remembered it. A pride with barely one family in it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 6:59 pm
"Lions by the sea? Whoa, that's crazy."
Not that he literally meant crazy, or that he was any judge of such, it was simply something he had never expected to hear. He didn't remember seeing any other lions for the brief time he spent by the ocean, though his tail twitched as he tried to remember. Well, he supposed there was the old lion that had found him, odd that he had never questioned why he had been there.
"Great fish there, man."
If there was anything better than a good catnip trip, it was a belly full of fresh fish. (Hmmm....he wondered if there was good catnip out there as well.)
Sea fish, salt air, it was too great an idea to pass up. Trouble was, he couldn't remember his way back to the sea. Maybe if he followed...wait, was that a coherent thought? Whoa.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:22 pm
"There will be plenty of lions by the sea if it is just myself and my children and the ones we're going to join have left." Leboya replied, her thirst appeased and her mind quite entertained by the lion who was having himself a bit of a trip.
"And yes, good fish as well. My daughter fancies herself quite the fisher, a skill I assume she'll pass on to my grandchildren." she answered, already having the image of Lesedi perched on a rock with five little cubs watching her with big anxious eyes and mimicking their mother as she swatted at a fish.
And sadly she could only see little Nare managing to catch anything with her mother. How sad but so cute in her mind. Oh how easily appeased by grandchildren she was.
"As for the trip.." not THAT one, the actual walking one, "if you don't mind little paws and some more bright colors like my own, you are free to come join us. I'm sure my daughter would love to have someone to converse with outside of the family.."
Heey, he wouldn't even have to follow in this case! He was being invited!
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 9:47 pm
"Excellent man, count me in."
It was the perfect idea, he'd get to see the ocean again and have company doing it. Hey man, he could even stay there, with other lions who loved the water as much as he did.
A smile spread across his maw, imagining the cool breeze, the crashing waves, visits from brightly colored fish. It almost made him want to hit the catnip right then, but that would mean he'd likely be left behind and lose his chance the find see the ocean, and he was out anyways. He'd have to find more along the way, but catnip was plentiful enough if one knew where to look.
Children, those were just like little lions right? He had no idea what he was getting himself in to, but it didn't matter, he wasn't thinking of that, he was going to the sea. And those colors man, whoa, psychedelic.
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