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 Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2009 6:36 pm
 Fyja's new home was so numerous in members it really shouldn't have surprised him as much as it did to have come over one of the numerous ridges to see someone who looked so...similar. Sure the colors were flipped and a bit different, but he could just tell some how. The markings were reminiscent of his own, and...well he stopped dead, staring at the older, larger lion.
No words came at first, but that wasn't unusual. He never really said much to begin with. He couldn't help but think how ironic it was that after he'd wandered lost and trying to find his family so long, then finally given up...here one was. It occurred to him that this male might not be a very close relative, but nonetheless...
He cleared his throat and canted his head at a decidedly open and friendly angle. If the male hadn't noticed him staring before this, he surely would now.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 2:32 am
Abionas eyes remained on the near distance, his back turned to the young male, he wasn't being rude, far from it he had known the younger male was coming. It almost made him laugh at what he would say to greet the dark boy with his soft khaki markings, marks that weren't unlike his own really.
"Hello uncle." He whispers, his lips turning in a smile as he turned his watery green eyed gaze upon the dark male. "how are Kikawaida and Umo? I hope my grandparents are well." He whispers, his voice wasn't unlike in tone to that of kikawaida, airy and almost lost in the breeze, his watery green eyes, unlike the rest of his family whom sported the reds and pinks of their grand parents spoke only of his father the silver male whom took his mothers heart.
He looks over the younger male, it was nice to see someone from his direct family not that he didn't love his tribe, but blood was blood and it had been a long time since he had seen any of them.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:37 am
Fyja stiffened a bit when the male finally regarded him. This meeting was more important to him than any of the others so far. This...this was family. He gave a slight nodding bow at the other's words (uncle? Somehow that he was the younger of the two and yet 'uncle' bemused him) and caught his breath. That whispering voice was so similar to mother's...how he missed her!
"Mother is...well. And father too. Or they were the last I saw." When he finally brought himself to speak his voice was almost surprisingly normal. He had not taken the speaking traits of either parent it seemed, instead making his own, that of mostly silence with occasional words to be had. "I was separated from them...a long time ago. I have not seen them since I was little more than a cub, I am afraid." Those were painful memories. Wandering alone, lost, wishing at once he'd never chased the one who'd cubnapped his friend, but knowing he' had to. He hoped his family hadn't worried too much. That he might have caused them any sort of pain nearly brought him to tears.
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