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 Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 10:00 am
 In all her travels, far and wide, she'd never come across something such as this. Chipo had first been drawn towards what sounded like a raging storm, perplexed by the clear skies above. As she'd gotten closer to the source of the crashing thunder the ground beneath her feet changed... instead of the hard-packed baked earth and dusty loose sand of the Savannah there was lose, shifting sands beneath her paws. The air smelt of damp, moist wetness that had a strange tang to it.
And then before she even realized she sat before a great mass of water. She could not see to the other side and the water rose up and crashed back down to the ground to make the thunderous sounds. This must be the ocean, or so she guessed from the stories she'd been told as a cub.
Chipo sat, tail curled about her hind legs, as she continued to watch the continuous motion of the water as though mesmerized.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 11:07 am
The crew had been growing steadily, and he was quite happy about such a thing. He had been going on more of the raids, and getting his own little stash of loot. Though what he got he had to share with the others. But sharing was okay, so long as he got what he wanted first, then they could pick out of the rest. His large birds feather hung at his ear and he was proud of his affects. He had even had Makena fashion him other little daubles and doodads and then she had done so for herself. She had a talent, thats for sure. She might have been useful after all.
He walked closer to the shore, the rocky dens a little ways behind him. He took a quick gaze to the side.. The skull rock looked empty. Good, no one was going to get to his stash. He smiled at his notion of being free, and turned his head back towards the water. Only where the white sand and blue water was, there was also a lioness about as bright as himself.
She was red, and her pelt was spotted with slate blue.. He was instantly intrigued. She was the color of blood. That was interesting.
He stepped closer, raising an eyebrow. He was still sort of swaying, the effects of the fermented fruit not quite wearing off yet, thank god. He would have to find more should they eventually go away.
But he slunk slowly closer, hoping to surprise her.. or at least to try to find out more by observing her before she saw him.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 11:04 am
Just as she was about to stand and step closer to the water, wanting to touch it, perhaps wade out into it a little ways, her ears tilted back as she heard the soft shift of sand directly behind her. With a start she got up, turning around quickly and half-crouching. She saw in front of her a very handsome lion indeed. His mane of white stood out against his dark ruddy red fur.
The large female straightened a little, not wanting the other to know that she'd been caught off guard. "Is it a habit of yours to sneak up on people, or does everyone around here do that?" She couldn't help sounding a bit annoyed - she didn't care much to be surprised. Mostly it was because she was embarrassed that she'd been so entranced that she didn't notice another approaching.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 11:37 am
She was pretty, but then again he thought all females were pretty. They gave him what he wanted and in turn he usually treated them rather decently. He never hit any of them, nor used his strength against them. But sometimes he could lead one on a bit too far... Only for them to find out he had another girl on the side. Its why he preferred no ties. He just liked good times.
"I believe its you whose sneaking up on my lands, pet." He responded, looking at her then back at the waves, before having his eyes rivert back to the female.
He had the weirdest craving for his fermented fruit again. He always did, but he really did at this moment. He supposed it was because it had been some time since he had any..At least an hour!
"Names Pirato. Welcome to the land of Pirates." He nodded.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 1:33 pm
The lioness quirked an eyebrow, head canting to the side as the big male staggered closer and introduced himself. He was certainly unsteady on his feet. "I'm Chipo... pirates, hm?" She glanced towards the water, then back towards the lion. She'd heard a few things about pirates. Scoundrels and thieves, they knew how to have a good time and didn't care who they had it with.
"Pirates." She rolled her shoulders a little, standing and pacing towards the unsteady male. She walked near to him, her side near touching his as her tail gave a little flick nearly beneath his nose. "And what do you pirates do?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 1:36 pm
That one flick of the tail to his nose had him cross his eyes and he let out a little sneeze. But deciding he was going to put on his debonair charm he grinned and stepped closer to her.
"My crew does everything anyone wishes they could do. We're free, we're brothers.. We share all our loot!" He said as if other pirates werent as 'up to code' as they were. He was proud of the life they lived, even if he didnt realize that no one really cared about the sharing of the loot.
"We pillage, and we just do not care. What of you, lass? Do you have what it takes to pillage and loot, and have a good time?" He was fully expecting her to decline, as not many females chose the life, though the ones that did loved it immensely.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 1:46 pm
Chipo sat down and let the big male come up beside her, feeling him watching her as she sat and contemplated what he had said. Pillaging... stealing from others... other than those two things it seemed they did everything she already did. She wandered, went whichever direction she decided to go when she woke up, she was free. Her eyes again slid towards the water, the constant and steady sounds of the waves crashing against the shore making her mind drift and wander.
She had good times but...
But never with others. She had family, a brother and sister somewhere in the great world but where they were she did not know. She'd left her family in search of something, something that would make her heart feel content but she'd yet to find it.
Then again, maybe it wasn't content that her heart wanted to feel. She had to admit a certain thrill of excitement tickled down her spine as she thought of being with others, of having fun, of laughing and having a good time. "I do." She said finally, glancing back at the big male with the white mane. She surprised even herself a little at this revelation.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 1:53 pm
"Do ya now? Well you might be in good company then, my sweet." He purred, and brushed his feather back with a large paw. He was a big lion, though he was more lanky than he was muscled. He didnt have to do alot of hard work, not like other prides did. He was happier in his little home of laziness and gluttony.
Something that made him different from the Stormborns. He had a feeling he'd eventually have to run into them as well. He sighed and looked back at the female.
"Ever thought a' joining a pride?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 2:08 pm
A look of surprised crossed the female's face as she finally looked the male in the face. She examined him a moment, looking into his eyes as though she might be able to tell if he was asking her something honestly and not just pulling her leg. Was he inviting her to join his pride...?
"I haven't, no. I've always been rogue." She stood up stepping away a few paces, tail curling as her eyes wandered yet again to the ocean. She stood a while quietly watching the waves before snapping out of her revere and glancing back to the white-maned male. "...Maybe. Maybe I will, though. If you're offering."
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 2:12 pm
He grinned again. Not one to push anyone into the lifestyle, as it was usually easier to just.. not care. He nodded a bit and chuckled.
"Well, pet. You shall have somewhere to come should you decide that doing that..And being part a'somethin' greater.. is more important than bein' alone."
He said with a flick of his own tail. He liked this female, and hoped to see her again, though he had this feeling he would. He had planted the seed. That was all that was needed.
"Now if you'll excuse me. I have some fruits I need to be eatin'." He winked at her, and turned away, padding back to the cove shaped like a giant skull..
He had had a good morning.. Now to make it even greater. He wondered if he'd remember her later once he was sober again.. Oh well. Time would tell.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 2:27 pm
Chipo watched as Pirato left, heading off to eat fruit. She squinched up her nose a bit, wondering what kind of lion could enjoy fruit before turning and head back out towards the dry, hard packed land. She had to admit already she missed the sandy beach and the continuous crash of the waves already.
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