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 Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 3:55 pm
Kupala moved about the grass happily. A brand new day with her mate and she could be no happier, with the exception of their instinctive desire to start a family. She had watched Slavic, a slave to the wild dog Machu, become a larger, bigger, stronger, and proud male she came to love. She has been told that one would not change for another, but if one desired it, one would have to do the change themselves. Now, Slavic had a mate and she had a leader and a love. Soft blue eyes looked up to the sky, letting out a sigh, she lept off ahead so she can enjoy herself.
"Slavic, why don't we just wait for the next season before trying again?" She called back, still looking ahead. They tried all breeding season and no matter how many times they've tried, Kupala could not get pregnant. They looked forward to starting a family, tying Kupala to Slavic for life. A wish she would gladly agree to for him, but still they could not. Though downhearted, she would still try.
In the back of her mind, she thought back to the Prince who had once led her and his herd. If things were different ... would she have had a calf with him? Would he be different than Slavic? No, Slavic was there for her. He has her heart. ... But still. What if?
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 4:17 pm
 Slavic was feeling the best he had in a long time. Not only was it a confirmed thing, him and Kupala; but now they were ready to build onto that relationship and bear a child. Only problem was, something wasn't working right. He was sort of feeling down about it on the inside, but would not give it up for the world. He would do anything so that Kupala could be a mother, like she always wanted.
And he wanted to be a father. If only there was some way to help them along.
He bent his head and nibbled on some sweet flowers while Kupala bounded ahead. She reminded him so much of a calf herself, giddy like that and prancing around. He chuckled, lifting his head and leisurely chewing on the plants.
Not much could ruin this lovely day.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 4:29 pm
Kupala took a few bites herself and slowly moved back to Slavic's side, nuzzling his shoulder while he ate. She wasn't all that hungry, still eating for one. She was still happy to be with Slavic, it was comforting to know that she had someone in this world who would really stick with her through thick and thin. What worried her was that nothing really horrible occurred to them yet as it did to her and the Prince. They weren't separated. Would Slavic look for her if they were?...
Nuzzling him again, she simply tried to assure herself that he would. He was here now and that was all that mattered.
"Slavic, should we start moving? Remember, not a good idea to stay to one spot for a long time," she nosed his neck tender and took slow, cautious steps forward, beckoning him to lead them forward.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 4:36 pm
Slavic was a good leader. He just needed reminding from time to time. He still wasn't at the knack for moving like they should but he was good with the terrain and other things. He lifted his head and nodded, taking the lead and stepping cautiously through the tall grass with his head held high and his horns shining bright.
"You are right Kupala. It is starting to get a bit warmer so the predators will be looking for shade, so they will be up and about. We should also find some shade or water... just to make sure we know where it is." He said, his brown eyes scanning the horizon while his brown and white ears swiveled to listen to their surroundings.
"I am thinking that the trees over south where they are heavy with fruit and leaf. We could hide there for a while. The fruit is big and sweet and juicy... so we would be fine all around.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 4:48 pm
"Sounds perfect, Slavic," Kupala commented, moving herself back to his side, taking a step back so he was ahead of her. Kupala was a slight leader herself, but she was not capable of protecting much of anything. She only the terrain she had already followed, but anything new was new and she would move slow upon them if it were not for Slavic.
Knowing Slavic was saying all the right things, it worried her that there were predators out there and that they were vulnerable while they moved to the south tree grove to hide out for the while. Still, she had faith in Slavic.
Off in the distance, she saw a pair of horns of a waterbuck. She perked straight up as if startled, glancing at the horns. Who were they? What did this male want? Did he want to take her from Slavic? Should she inform Slavic of this new, possible threat or say nothing at all and quickly move and hope he is eaten while they escape.
Choosing the latter, she pushed herself assertively before her mate toward the southern grove.
"Lets keep moving..."
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 4:54 pm
The male was down wind from them so Slavic could not smell him but he could hear a presence. He wasn't sure of what it was other than it was a herbivore judging by its chewing. He thought it was pretty unusual for Kupala to press forward like she was and he sort of gave a nervous look around. Did she see something he didn't? He lifted his chin and gazed farther ahead to see.
And he spotted horns. He felt a bit of defensiveness building in his chest and he sort of snorted out his nose. Kupala would have to be protected from any intruders and Slavic would not accept any nonsense from a rouge buck.
"I agree." He said simply, not wanting to get into a confrontation and have to hurt the male, if need be
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 5:08 pm
The young Prince, roughly Slavic's age, ate with a regal stance, glancing around him, ears pointed. He had to make sure he was safe eating like this as it was nearing that time of day for the hunters to be out gathering food for themselves. Since the separation, none of the males would return with him as a herd and any females that were found were either too disloyal to follow him or found someone. How could this have happened... he was the proud leader of a large herd of waterbuck and now he had none to lead. Still, he was determined to find a female for himself. Start a family. Start a new herd. That was how it was going to work. The only few females that were left that he hasn't found that were loyal to him was still out there. And only one he remembered easily.
"Kupala," he murmured. A few scents wafted from upwind. Waterbuck. A male and female. At first, he thought nothing of it. A female with a male meant that she was taken and he wasn't about to get himself killed for a female. What made him stop chewing after some thought was the familiar scent. It was hers.
"Kupala?" He called out, stepping out of the brush and closer to the duo. It was indeed a male. A big one, perhaps bigger than himself. Actually... he seemed to best him in many physical areas, but it was definitely Kupala standing beside him. "There you are, I've been looking for you everywhere! I am so glad you are safe. And thank you, kind stranger, for keeping her safe."
Kupala moved back, closer to Slavic when the prince step forward toward them. It was him. The prince that she desperately loved back when he had a herd. With nothing to his name, he just had no hold on her... at least she would have thought. He still had that charming, regal air to him. But this was Slavic, the musky male she had spent many moons with and who has stuck with her since she got separated.
"Adhimu'Kibwana, w-what are you doing here?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 5:20 pm
Slavic heard his beloveds name rise from the strangers direction and he lifted his head, his ears folding back against his head as he watched the stranger approach. He felt his fur stand on end and when Kupala called back to him, he felt a bit defensive. He did not speak though, just stepped so that he was touching Kupala to give her comfort and to also show his dominance to the stranger.
He eyed the stranger quietly, taking in the image of the very prince that lost her. The prince she once loved. Slavic disliked how this stranger looked at Kupala. When the prince opened his mouth and spoke to Slavic like he had found her and brought her to him, he just about lost his temper. "Of course I have kept her safe." He said, his brown eyes narrowing.
"What would you expect?" He simply asked, a little bit less hostile. No need to lose his temper yet.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 8:09 pm
"Well, considering the others I have found, their males were more obnoxious and adamant about preventing a leader to recreate his herd," The prince raised his head regally and looked down over at the two. Why can't others see what he was trying to do? He was only trying to do something for the good and well-being of all waterbucks. A community to be together, helping them, feeding them, working together, to have company. Why would others stop that? Can they not see the benefit of it?
Adhimu'kibwana. Kupala had called him his true name. Never before had any of his follower called him that, though, many didn't know it. The prince looked at her with question.
"I have returned to take you back to the herd, we must move quickly if we are to get ahead of the predators."
"You want me to just go with you? After all this time? You do realize that the breeding season is over, right?" She questioned, knowing that female were still able to get pregnant outside of that window of opportunity. The breeding seasons was when the males got together with females to have their own chances and for females to pick from their choices. Outside of that, it is just one-on-one, which she was happy with.
Kupala took another step away from him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 8:33 pm
Slavic grew angry. Not just a little bit. He was pissed. His nostrils began to flare at how rude and abnoxious this prince was. He took a protective step in front of Kupala and bucked his head slightly, eyes narrowed. There was no way in hell this male was just going to take her back. Not after all the hard work and trust Slavic had to gain so that Kupala would even say she was staying.
"You are not taking her back." He said in a low voice, his hair standing on end as he took another step forward and in front of Kupala to protect her if need be. "Kupala is not property to be owned. She is a walking, living breathing soul and deserves better than to be treated like she is in a Harem." He said, his brown eyes narrowing.
This prince had lost her once and Slavic was not going to lose her ever.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 8:44 pm
The prince scruffed and looked at Kupala.
"You do realize if you decline my invite back into the herd, this male may get himself hurt. I will fight for you." Adhimu bucked his head back in challenge, cuffing the ground with his hoof. He was prepared to fight off this male. Fighting off males who challenged his leadership was something he had to do on a daily basis when he had his herd. Fighting this male would be no different.
Kupala shook her head. She did not want to go, she did not want to go back to being another face in a crowd. With Slavic, she was the one and only. She was dotted on and loved. There was no way for her to leave him, but still, there was that feeling inside that told her to prevent them from fighting. Wanting neither to get hurt, she wanted to just turn and leave, but would Slavic follow?
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 10:50 am
Slavic stepped forward and met the males bucking with his own, snorting. He was not going to let this headstrong tyrant take his one true love away. Not after all they had been through. After all the transformations and the breakthroughs. He drug his front hoof across the ground and looked to Kupala and saw her answer in her eyes. She didn't want to see them get hurt. He didn't want to fight this male either, but if he wouldn't simply give it up then there would be no choice.
He took a step back so that Kupala could start to retreat and be safe behind him. "I am not going to fight for something you already lost. You lost her once and she was afraid. I am not going to lose her ever.. not even to someone like you... who thinks he is better than the grass he treads. If you cared about Kupala you would let her choose. She is capable of making a decision on her own-or do you think her wishes are pointless?" He asked, lifting his brazen head to the prince.
"If she wants to go with you then she may... but there will be no forcing of anything."
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 11:06 am
Kupala shook her head, looking at the two of them. She did not wish to drag this out any longer. But she knew if she declined, the prince wasn't going to let it go. He might follow them. He might try to take her away. Or even worse possibilities. Looking at the prince, she saw past the regal posture to the desperate male who wanted to be surrounded and adored.
"Pathetic..." she whispered. It was almost sad. But Slavic was right, she wasn't going to back and be part of some harem for this male, even if he did have a nice physical appearance.
Then again two males were fighting over her.
"Adhimu, you may be my first love, but you weren't there for me. You weren't my first. I'm staying with Slavic, at least he truly loves me and doesn't see me as some female to have calves with and who will come with a beckon call."
"Then you will lose your Slavic if that is the case!" Without hesitation or warning, the prince lunged forward with his head down. Determined to get Kupala back, he will simply have to remove the only obstacle in his way.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 2:11 pm
Slavic would not stand for this. MMMMMMMMMMKAY!
With a snort he was away from Kupala's side and towards the prince. This was ending now. Never again would he lay at night and fear that Kupala would be taken from him. NO longer would he sit and wait for the day the once noble prince to come begging back for his mistress. He lowered his regal horns and ran straight towards the male, his legs pumping strong and true. He would destroy this male-once and for all. For both their good.
They collided hard, his brain rattled and his eyes reeled but he kept pushing hard, sweat already building in his fur.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 2:20 pm
The prince collided with the other male, his head stung but a pain he had grown used to over his time as the leader of the pack. He wasn't going to back down, he was confident this male was but a pushover. He wasn't a leader, he was only satisfying his hormones and nothing more. Adhimu wasn't going to let this b*****d keep him from his Kupala.
Pulling back his head a bit, he brought it down with another brain boggling crash.
Kupala yelped as she watched the two duke it out. She wanted to intervene, she wanted to stop all of this. She knew if she did, the two would feel differently. Adhimu would feel that she still had emotions for him otherwise she wouldn't have stopped the fight. Though, she did have something for him. Slavic would feel betrayed... She had to think of something...
"Guys! We are running out of time! The predators are going to come!"
Hopefully it would distract them and possibly end this. The last thing she wanted was Slavic scarred and hurt. Though she would tend to it, she would feel horrible that it was her fault.
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