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 Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 4:29 pm
Streatched out beneath the branches of a thin umbrella tree, Zarha sunned her black body under the dappled light. She was only half-asleep. Many weeks had passed since she last saw Anwar. Of course she worried about him. Ever since the day he left he was all she thought about. More importantly, she worried about their future.
Anwar must return successfully. Success meant returning with more than one banu, with lionesses (Zarha did not want enunchs in her family), and in one piece. As her pad it was his duty to make their new family comfortable. While she had confidence in him, she had to admit, he had been gone for a long time. She hoped he wasn't facing too many difficulties.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 9:07 pm
It had taken much longer than anticipated to completely carry out his plan. Obadias' visions had been helpful, more helpful than not having any secret eyes would have been. But he seemed to have miscalculated the sporadic nature of visions, and while the result did lead them where they were seeking to go, getting there had not nearly been as quick as he'd hoped.
Still. It was done now. He and his brother both returned, both with a female for their harems. Obi had found an old friend he'd made once as a cub, or something to those lines, and taken the leopardess along with her small entourage of offspring into his new den. And Anwar...well. He had captured the fallen star, just as he'd set his mind to doing all those nights ago when he and his brother had lain outside under the moon and seen the flash fly through the sky. She too was settling into the dens he and Obadias had selected. Anwar wanted his little seer close even as adults, and he certainly hoped he was still growing seeing as he was still on the smaller side of average. And Obi...he hadn't seemed to mind Anwar claiming a den almost directly beside his own. Now with Obi and his Mihka keeping Star company, Anwar had seized the opprotunity to slip off and find the female he'd decided upon as a youngster. Zarha was the most clever, most brilliant, most suitable lioness he had ever met. The only one who knew most of his schemes and augmented them flawlessly. Together they were going to do great things. Great things indeed.
"Well, hello there Beybanu Zarha," he purred, his steps almost smoothed out from the limp he'd acquired not long after stumbling over the borders of the land of demons. Perhaps he would surprise her, having come from within the pridal lands rather than without.
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 11:23 am
Zarha opened her eyes. When she spotted Anwar she smiled knowingly, as if she expected him to visit her today, and stood with unhurried grace. She was incredibly excited to see him, yet she consealed almost all of her her feeling for she had learned to wrap herself in mystery. "Anwar! I mean, Pad Anwar."
Well, nobody's perfect. She trotted up to him and bumped heads affectionately. "It's so good to see you again. How was your quest? You have to tell me everything!"
Even Zarha was having a difficult time containing herself now that Anwar was finally home. She would never speak so demandingly to any other male, except for her father. Even around her father she generally kept a quiet, reserved attitude, for he would sometimes scold her for speaking out of turn. Zarha knew he only did it out of concern. She was glad for it, too. Without him she might never have learned how to use her position in the pride to her advantage.
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 6:56 pm
Zarha's 'slips' when they were together in private meant nothing to him. She could speak as she wished, how else would he get to know everything he wanted to know? If she disrespected him before another Pad he would be rather...unhappy with her. But as it was, he enjoyed knowing that she, and soon his other Banu, would find him to be most understanding of such matters as manners when in private.
"I am glad to be back. It took longer than I had planned, but I found the fallen star. She is mine now, already she is getting settled in our new den." Everything. He did not wish to tell her all of the everything. He did not wish to share how a strange lioness had hurt him so badly that for miles of walking afterward each step was a painful limp. It still pained him, though it must surely be nearly healed by now. He could keep his steps smooth at least.
"A bit of trouble here and there, but brother Obadias and I have both been successful in our endeavors." He paused for a moment, rubbing his head against hers before adding, "Have you spoken with your father at all?" There was no need to tread on tails or toes in taking her back to be his Beybanu after all. Pad Vu was not an enemy Anwar wished to make.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:00 pm
One lioness? Was that all? Zarha hoped he had brought home more than that, but when they bumped heads she still purred contentedly, glad to have her mate back. With Anwar gone she had no power in this pride. He was the source of her status, her power. Her strength was wasted without him.
"Of course," Zarha purred, smirking at Anwar. "I told him you make me happy. That's all he wants."
She had the feeling Anwar wasn't telling her everything yet. That seemed only natural. After all, he must have experienced many things during his long journey. If he tried to tell her everything now they could be standing here all day. She tilted her head to one side, raising an eyebrow. "Is she truly a fallen star, Anwar? Or does she just believe she is?"
Having a real fallen star in their harem would be better than a dozen banus. It did not seem odd to Zarha that a fallen star would take the form of a lioness. Perhaps the stars were merely lesser forms of gods.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 10:46 pm
Anwar chuckled when she smirked. He enjoyed how clever, how devious, Zarha was. He was pleased that she was his now. She belonged with him. They'd both come to the conclusion at probably the same young age. Together they could plot so much, accomplish so easily...
At her raised eyebrow he only smirked. "She remembers falling and nothing prior to it. Her adoptive family is...odd, but... they found her in the middle of the night apparently. And it seems to be the same night or close to that Obadias and I watched one of the stars fall from the sky." That seemed to be a decent enough reasoning to have it be probable, if not certain. The fact that she herself thought she was a star did add something to the store.
"Her fur is pale and her markings are silver and look a bit like constellations might," Anwar shrugged. "I see no reason to disbelieve her. If there is a lion who claims to be a god and can change his shape in our pride already, I don't see why a star might not fall and take the form of a lioness." It was why he had tried so very hard to seek out that specific lioness for his harem.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 6:40 pm
Zarha listened intently, though her eyes betrayed suspicion. She would not contradict Anwar outloud but she would judge for herself when she met Star. She also wondered, if Star was truly a fallen star, what was her signifigence? The foolish and impressionable would view her with awe for the simple fact of her being. Zarha, being more intelligent than they, wondered what sort of powers a star might possess. She wondered how they could use her. And of course, she would treat her no differently than the other lionesses in her harem. Star might be a celestial being, but she was not Anwar's beybanu. Zarha would not allow her to gain too much power in her harem.
Deciding to change the subject, Zarha asked, "Did you capture any other females?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 10:54 pm
Anwar might not understand all of his emotions, but he was attentive and could pick up on those belonging to other people. And so he was not completely blind to the suspicion in Zarha's eyes. But he had expected her to decide for herself. He had selected her because she had her own opinions.
"No, I did not capture any others," he admitted easily. "I met a few, but they did not seem quite...suitable." Mainly meaning none of them had been willing and easily convinced to return with him. And besides, he had been specifically searching for Star. Dragging an unwilling female along would have sorely impeded that attempt. Not to mention the potential embarrassment of having to deal with her all the time.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:14 pm
Zarha raised an eyebrow and shrugged after a beat. "Well, we can always get more. The important thing is you're home now."
Damnit.
She rose, rubbing her body against Anwar as she circled around him. His build felt sturdier than she remembered and his fur smelled of strange lands, sending a tingle down her spine. If only she could have gone with him... she would have made damn sure he came back with more than one female, even if she had to subdue them herself. Anwar's quest was not as successful as she hoped and that was upsetting, but she remembered his promise to show her the rouge lands and felt a little better. The boarders of Ukuucha'Wafalme were too small for her. As she circled back to Anwar's front her tail slid across his lower back. Standing shoulder to shoulder, she looked into his eyes and said in a warm, silky voice, "I almost don't want to share you..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 8:15 am
He nodded. There would be more. He would collect others, from outside the pride. He'd met many females from within, and did not feel an overwhelming need to possess any of them. There was nothing wrong with them. Most of them anyway. One or two had been aggravating in some way or another. But it seemed to him outside blood would be more valuable, and he didn't doubt that it would be easy to get others.
"I will leave again soon," he shrugged, "But for now I wanted to come home and make certain no one was trying to claim the best beybanu in the pride while I was gone." He was perfectly still as she circled him, persumably appraising him in the way some pads appraised banu they would consider. A small shiver twitched in his fur at the brush of her against him. She smelled of home, and of past plots. Now she was his, her father spoken to, and his adulthood rank assured by the star he'd brought home.
A low chuckled purred in his throat as she spoke, and he leaned to lightly touch his nose to her cheek. "The other banu are for status," he murmured to her softly, "The only one I find to be invaluable is you."
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