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 Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:33 am
The decision was made. Txur would become a priest. Eventually. First there would be a period of training during which he would learn as much as he could about the profession and the duties and responsibilities it entailed. It wasn't all about touching trees and speaking to Mother Eywa, after all. At least, that's what he'd been told, and he was willing to believe that.
He still had to tell his father about his decision, and secure permission to begin his training, however. He didn't think his father would object to his choice. It had always been obvious that Txur would not follow in Rajanya's path and become a warrior. He wasn't a bad hunter, either, but he did not take much special join in the hunt, nor did he excel at it in any particular way. He'd decided in his youth that crafting was not for him. But even with all that, he was not entering this training because all other options had been eliminated. It was, he truly felt, a calling.
The only question which remained in the adolescent's mind, truly, was whether he ought to tell his father or secure permission first. Probably the latter, given the potential for embarrassment which could come from telling his father and then learning that his suit had been rejected. Definitely ask permission first. Yup.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 9:18 pm
 Txoa had been a priestess for quite some time now, and she loved her role as such. She loved feeling so close to Eywa, and she loved helping others feel that closeness through her. She was currently walking through the jungle, she had just finished praying to the tree of voices, and was heading to find something to eat, as she was getting hungry. Maybe she could catch something small to hold her over until the evening. She wasn’t a hunter, so she didn’t do much hunting.
She stopped however when she noticed the boy. Ah yes, one of the cubs from that litter the new guy Rajanya brought in with him. The cubs were growing up nicely it seemed. She had met with this one’s brother not to long ago. Maybe she should approach him? While contemplating it, she had ceased her walking and was actually staring which was rather out of character for her to just stand there and…stare.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 8:43 am
While it was true there weren't a lot of newcomers to the pride, Txuratan would have thought that the novelty of seeing him around the pride would have worn off by now. Thus, when he realized he was being stared at by the priestess, Txoa, he was a little unclear on how he ought to proceed. Obviously he should say something, because just staring back at her wasn't going to accomplish much, but that brought up the problem of what he should say beyond the basic greeting.
"I see you, Mother Txoa."
The polite address came naturally to Txur. Txoa was, after all, older than he was and of undeniably higher status. She was also a priestess, he reminded himself. Perhaps their meeting at this moment was to be taken as a sign from Mother Eywa that he should speak to the priests about his decision first - and soon. The only real problem was that Txoa, while a priestess, wasn't the one with the authority to approve his request.
"Is there something I can help you with?" It wasn't likely, but he had to say something else, and that was the first thing which came to mind.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 12:16 pm
Nodding in response, she replied to the cub. “I see you brother.” she said in response to his greeting. “Ah, not really. I apologize for staring.” she said. Txoa didn’t like to be rude, and staring was considered to be terribly rude. She wouldn’t be sure what to say to him about it had she known he planned to be a priest, except to tell him that if that’s truly what he wishes then being devoted to Eywa and speaking with Zelt were the path he should take. After all, as the partner of Eytukan, Zelt was the spiritual leader and a link to Eywa.
Standing there for a moment, Txoa nodded and spoke before turning to leave. “Well, I apologize for taking up your time. It was nice meeting you little brother.” she said as she turned to leave. She had nothing really to ask him, and unless he wanted to ask her something what use did she have just standing there, staring at the cub?
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 6:38 am
"It's all right. I was staring, too, after all. Kind of silly, isn't it? It's not like I haven't seen you before. The pride's not that large." Txur smiled and rolled his shoulders in a feline approximation of a shrug.
And that was it? Surely there had to be more to it than that. Txur felt very strongly that Mother Eywa had had a part in this, and that it was meant to show him something. He couldn't just let it end so abruptly, or else he would never uncover the goddess's intent. It didn't occur to the adolescent that the assumption a goddess would orchestrate events specifically so that he would know how to spend the rest of his morning was both incredibly egotistical and unlikely. He had been raised to believe that Eywa took a deep, personal interest in her children.
"You didn't take up any time I couldn't spare," he said, pacing after her.
As he caught up with the priestess, Txur asked, "What about you? Were you on your way to do something incredibly important and highly secret, or would it be all right if I came with you? I'm at loose ends for the moment."
The thought crossed his mind that maybe, if she wouldn't object, he could ask her how she knew she wanted to be a priestess when the time for her choosing came. After all, it wasn't everyone who felt that sort of calling, and maybe he was mistaking his feeling. It wasn't likely, but the fact that he kept feeling like the priesthood was his best choice because he wasn't well-suited to other professions made him continually question his fledgling decision.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 11:33 pm
What an strange young male he was, but it wasn’t necessarily bad. “Ah I see. Well I tend to blend in. I spend much of my time spiritually being with Eywa in prayers, so its not too farfetched to think we have not met. I am not as social as some.” said Txoa honestly. It was true, she was a rather secluded individual, though it was of her own choice. She simply didn’t interact well with others.
Txoa nodded, it was interesting that this young one was getting her to speak to him. Though, he probably wasn’t that much younger. She was fairly young herself when his family joined the pride.
She noticed him following her as she stopped, was he that interesting in talking to her? No one ever seemed to mind her running off, as she often did. “Me? Oh well, nothing all that important. I was just going to pray to Eywa for the good of the pride, and maybe go eat something. We don’t have any meetings planned for the day or anything, I just like to pray on my own, for the sake of peace remaining in the pride.” she said, her expression changing very little. She wasn’t really once to show her emotions in her features. “You can come if you want, but I doubt it will be all that entertaining for once such as yourself.”
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 6:53 am
As far as blending in went, Txur could relate. When they were younger, he and his siblings had been something of a spectacle simply because of their newness, but he liked to think that the pride had adjusted to their presence in their midst and accepted them as their own. Certainly Txur, himself, could pass unnoticed with relative ease when he was amongst his brothers and sisters of the pride. He was blue and striped, like many of the others and unlike his fairer-coated siblings Falk and Mokri. But maybe that wasn't what Txoa meant.
"I don't think I'm any more or less social than most," Txur remarked. He had no difficulty seeking companions at need, but he didn't mind spending time on his own. Sometimes he even sought solitude, and when he did that he would go to his special place in the forest behind the waterfall and think. He found it peaceful and restful. He wondered if it would be the same as being with Eywa in spirit, as Txoa described.
"I wouldn't want to intrude on your solitude, if that is what you prefer for prayer, but I could walk with you some of the way" he said politely. He wasn't sure if he would be entertained by the process or not, but surely prayer was meant to be meaningful, rather than entertaining.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 12:32 am
Txoa listened to the younger lion speak, interesting. “I see. Well every lion is an individual, and I wouldn’t categorize someone’s personality by their profession. I might be one to stay in solitude, but I know other priests and priestesses who prefer to be in crowds, around others. We are all our own beings, as Eywa wishes.” s he said with a smile.
“It’s quite alright. Its good to mingle with others from time to time, I don’t mind the company.” she said, not wanting to make Txur feel awkward about talking to her. “If you want to come and pray with me, you are welcome to.” she said, feeling the need to invite him. It would let him see first hand what she did, if he wanted to that is. “Anyone who is respectful to the great mother is welcome to join me when I pray. I will not shoo anyone away.” she said as she walked.
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 9:06 am
It wasn't that Txur felt unwelcome, but he'd made up his mind that he wouldn't come with Txoa to pray. Everyone was different, as she'd said, and just because Txur preferred to have company in most everything he did, he knew it didn't follow that everyone else would feel the same. Txoa, for instance, really seemed to view prayer as a solitary activity, no matter how she protested, and he didn't want to intrude on that. He'd already had one semi-unpleasant encounter with one of his sisters about that, and he wasn't eager to get into another, more polite version of the same argument.
"I thank you for your graciousness, mother, but I think I will leave you to pray in peace. I don't know if my own mind is quite settled enough to pray at the moment."
Of course, he could pray for clarity of mind, but he really ought to be able to do that without divine assistance. Having met one goddess in his life, he felt very strongly about wasting deities' time with petty demands. People should take more responsibility for their actions, and actually act on their own behalf, rather than just waiting for someone else to swoop in and save the day.
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