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 Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 3:21 pm
"Moooom!"
Djhet was very pleased with himself, trotting on legs that he had only just begun to master into the shelter of their temple den. Ignoring everyone else in the area, his dark eyes sought out the familiar form of his mother. Like many cubs his age, once he was let loose from the den he went exploring. It was all the scribes could do to keep the unruly batch of he and his peers from skirting off from lessons.
Unlike others, however, Djhet was prone to bringing things back from his little excursions, be it flowers from the temple waters or bowls he had unknowingly stolen from another lion. Like any young thing, he didn't mean any more by it than showing off something that had caught his interest. Today, he carried the limp body of a serpent in his jaws, feeling that he would do honor upon his mother by presenting it to her. Yes, he thought himself quite the provider, quite the good son!
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 5:07 pm
Fatia was still adjusting to having cubs. She thought she was ready for it, but who could be ready for a litter this big? It wasn't quite even, with five girls to just four boys, but Fatia felt like she was adjusting. Raha on the other hand...well, he was out hunting at the moment, and she would worry about him later. For the moment, she could hear one of her sons calling for her.
Voices being just distinct enough, she had a hunch who it was before she saw him trotting in, looking so proud of a....dead thing in his mouth. Instead of cringing, she smiled proudly at him as he approached, wondering just how he got into this situation.
"Djhet, what's that?" she asked, certain of what it was, but juuust wanting to make sure.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 6:04 pm
As he spotted the lioness, Djhet made a little show of swelling a bit bigger and throwing his head back. The resulting step was more of a prance than a trot, but he didn't seem to notice, jaunting his way over to lay the scale-covered body of the dead snake at her feet.
"It's a snake, of course," He told her proudly, his tail flicking the dusty floor of the den. "I brought it for you! In class we learned about Wadjet, and how she's supposed to be like a snake. Since she's supposed to be for the elders, I thought you should have it."
Poor Fatia! Apparently he thought the elderly was the same thing as an elder. Of course, he only meant to give her this gift out of love and in hopes he would be commended for his expertise in finding such things.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 6:11 pm
Fatia's ear twitched as she laid herself down so she wouldn't freak out. Faita wasn't a big fan of snakes. Well, anything that one could consider 'creepy'. Yet, because it was her son, giving it to her as a heartfelt gift, it wasn't quite as gross. Just a little bit.
"Oh, really?" she smiled, flashing through her memories of her lessons when she joined. Wow, already? It seemed like such a short time ago, and yet her own kids were in those same lessons!
"Well, Djhet, you've quite the gift for me!" she smiled, though it was a little odd to be called an elder.
"Perhaps the next time you catch one, it might be nice to offer it to the temple?" she tried to suggest nicely, as she didn't think Raha would want to recieve the next one. He would be too worried about what it might mean, and how his kids might already think he was too old!
Please PM me when you tag this, thank you~! <3
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