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Posted: Fri Jun 04, 2010 6:37 am
Making mud piles happened to be one of Kali's favorite activities, though she was mildly outgrowing it, whenever she found herself alone, she seemed to find herself making a mud pile. Satisfied with her most recent creation, the young lioness decided to curl up against a nearby tree and watch the bugs fly around. Normally she would chase them but she found herself becoming less and less interested in acting like a fool, and more interested in grooming and looking nice for her friends. Growing up certainly does weird things to a girl.
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Posted: Fri Jun 04, 2010 6:48 am
He had no such restraints. He was still very much a chubby little cub who liked mud piles and chasing bugs, and sometimes even eating them. The blue, white and red male froliced after a few of the crickets that were teasing him. Their music would stop when he tried to get closer to them to hear it better.
Shubho was chasing three crickets right now, and they were all headed the same direction, which made it that much easier on the cub. He darted through the trees in a straight line. However, once they got toward a muddy clearing, they split. And Shubho went left, which made him thump right into the tree the girl happened to be curled up against.
With a light thump the male went down and started whining and shaking out his white mane. "Oooow!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 04, 2010 7:16 am
Her rest completely disturbed by the younger cub Kali stood and peeked around the tree. "You should be a little more careful, you could get seriously injured, or even hurt someone else if you don't watch where you're going." Nodding, she felt her words held the wisdom of the world, feeling mildly superior that she was older then this cub.
Hearing the call of the crickets that he had been following she smiled, missing the fun of carelessly chasing the bugs around. She was trying to grow up too fast and she knew it, but she really wasn't sure she cared that much.
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 4:40 pm
Watch where he was going? That wasn't going to happen. The only reason he was chasing the crickets was because they were noisy. The only reason he ran through the trees was because he knew that those specific trees were straight. His daddy had told him so. The cub was utterly lost in the dark, literally, and tilted his head towards the voice he heard. "I... kind of... can't."
He turned those weird light green eyes to her. They were glassed over, showing her he was completely blind to everything around him other than what he knew. "Sorry, though. If that was you I tripped over.." He picked himself back up and dusted off.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 7:17 pm
Kali stared at the cub, feeling almost completely befuddled. He couldn't see? So... that meant? She wasn't overly sure what to make of the situation so she stared. Then stopped when she realized that would get them nowhere. "I... I'm sorry, so can you really not see anything?" She felt awkward asking this question, but felt like she just had to know, this was not something her parents had ever told her to expect. She rubbed her ear with her paw a little slowly, feeling very out of place for some reason. The idea of not being able to see was just not something that Jua Kali could wrap her head around, and it just blew her mind. Could he hunt? Did he know what trees looked like? Or his parents?
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 3:51 am
"Not a thing. I go by sound and smell. I didn't hear or smell you!" Shubho tried to smile in the others' direction. If he did or not, he couldn't tell. The voice was small, like his own, which made him think it was another cub. Obviously female. "I know, by the sound of your voice, that... you're my are or just at bit older, and a girl!"
Most others felt out of place around him when they figured out he was blind. But Shubho didn't care about his disability. He compensated it quite well with hearing and smelling. Touch, too. "If you want, you can ask some questions about it. Most do. I'm used to it."
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