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 Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 1:40 am
For two days now, he had found himself being either followed or convienantly in the same path as another. He had knew this one had been following him from the plain reason that he had traveled one way then up the next day in another route completely. Yes, he was being followed. The male had the record for around these parts being the charmer, and the knight in some cases but he had not necessarily been very knight like. The fact that he knew when someone needed a body to curl up to or an ear to cry on was not knightly. Not to him anyways, so what did this male want?
Maybe he had charmed his mate? Ex girlfriend? He could only imagen.. then slinking in to the forest and acting even up til now like he didn't notice. Then disappeared in the trees when he could.. In wait. Listening, and stalking to finally confront the villain of his steps.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 11:00 am
 Luaith sighed, bone weary as he once more looked at the tracks he was following. His father, well the lion he counted as his father, Alasiri, had taught him to be a good hunter, and he had kept up with the leopard he stalked, though stalked wasn't quit the word he would use.
The young lion was a Seer, for the male who had sired him had been a God. He had only recently found out. It explained the horrid visions that had plagued him since birth, that still plagued him. It also explained why he had to seek out those he saw in them and warn them, and why he was never believed when he did. Some laughed at him, others were hostile. The hostile ones he fought. Sometimes he won, most often he lost. He'd lost the last battle, and he still bore the half healed wounds from it.
He'd been on his way 'home', or at least on his way to the Pride he was staying with. The one that had offered him a place to rest between visions. He had been on his way there, when this vision had struck him, and struck him hard. It had woke him, shivering, hurting and with a clear picture of who he must find.
Luaith knew the leopard was here somewhere, all he had to do was wait...
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 1:17 pm
After the cliffs, he made it a point to know how to use anything that seemed close to him to his advantage and when the lion came in .. Jemmnu quickly leaped against the thicker tree branches enough to successfully be behind him but with Jemmnu- though he could have been a coward. He won't be today. Deciding to n** this one in the bud before it got too far and slinked through the trees and ended up leaping on to the ground before the lion. His grace, and the aura he had always admitted was there- apparent and solid. The law of attraction, but he couldn't take this following without reason..
His voice was nearly gone from the run but made no point to show weakness. Taking another step closer to the male whom had followed him. In comparison, Jemmnu was about the height of this male's chest if that. Eyes strikingly dark and mysterious as he gazed upon the male.. With no further want to keep 'running' away. Maybe he only wanted to seek company, he shouldn't have been so rude.
"You wish to see me..."
His voice ultimately light and soothing.. Knowing not of fear towards the lion but the want to confront him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 2:02 pm
Luaith had smelled him, the male he sought, so when he landed in front of him, he was not overly startled, at least not by his sudden appearance. No it was those eyes that caught him off guard, and for a moment he was lost in their dark beauty, but then the male spoke, and the Seer cam back to himself. Back to the reality that was the weariness of his life.
The young lion nodded, though it was more just a small inclination of his head as he sat down, not being able to stand to long on the wound he bore on his right flank. Though he had treated it as his mother Kibazzi had taught him, it was still healing, and after the merry chase the leopard had lead him on, it was not happy at with Luaith at all.
" Yes, I do. I have a message for you."
The Seer's wine colored eyes were troubled, haunted, as if he had seen far to many hardships, far to many battles, for one as young as he. It made him both hard and vulnerable at the same time..broken in a way you could not understand, because in was not something tangible.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 5:49 pm
When he sat down, Jemmnu knew that there was no fight to be fought here. Instead, he was curious what this lion had to tell him. A message? From an admirer ~ ? He thought about it and it drew him to close the gap between the other. The stare, Jem was good at the details, soaking in the other's eyes when he brought his own to stare back at him. It was to feel sure in his own fur that the other wouldn't attack if he drew to close. Then slowly he passed up, and circled him with a long drawn out pace. Noting battle wounds and scars from past battles. This one had not been the first to bare scars but his aura wasn't malicious. He wondered about whys but he left it just to a thought as he continued. "If you don't mind~" Brushing his shoulder against the other as he looked up at the other with drawn in to eyes of lure. "I get nervous when we're being so formal. Lay with me~ relax." Taking a safe step away enough not to be so close but not too far.
"Yes~?" His voice was soothingly soft for being so long and slightly muscular. An average height more than likely then turned his head towards the lion when he circled then laid down on his side with a thud. "All ears dear lion." Lifting his head with his ears back, with a seriously impish look with a crooked chuckle at the end of his endearing needy look. The sensuality in it, he knew he could do what he could do to him now.. that look in his
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 11:01 am
There was something in that voice, the smoothness of it that made you want to roll yourself into it, like a warm hide on a cold night. Like his mother's arms, or the warm strength of his adoptive father's voice, but all that was a memory for Luaith now.
The Visions had become to much, they'd come to often, to violently, to let him stay within the warm and familiar den that Alasari and his mother had made so long ago from his father's bachelor's scratch pad. He had left, left to try and put an end to them, or to at lest help those he saw in them before it was to late.
They rarely believed him, those he came to, but he had to try, and so he stood before this leopard now, his wine colored eyes, haunted and worn, holding the others.
" I saw you, standing on a cliff's edge..not a true cliff, but one of conscience. Where you must choose between running once more, or returning to the home of your father. One way means a life of nothing but loneliness, the other...freedom. It is in the fireflies light."
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 1:12 pm
The male, seemed to be slightly more composed now then when he last was. A sigh to relieve himself of the stress of someone following him aided to his overall demur. He drew the lion in more, and pulled his arms in to him to lay him- if the male would let him guide him down to the ground. They met eyes, and he showed no sign of hostility, after all. He WAS looking for him, or so he said prior. When finally they were about to be on the same level, the lion spat words that shook Jem's insides.
"What."
His voice slightly changed, a more rougher one and unsure one. His eyes- deepened more in to the other's eyes to find truth in those words. Like his name sake- Believe, his soul was pulling him to believe in his words but still his thoughts still clouded with doubt. He reverted back to his soothing self, the one that lured others in without their notice and without his own he pulled the other in.
"Those are some strong words~ for the our first talk... is it not?" Pulling him harshly to get him to lay his front paws down. Then he turned one over to see the worn out pads.. Did this male travel someplace far just to tell Jem this? Was this a sign of the Gods? His mother? Those lingering questions seemed to dissipate soon after he spoke. "You look like you have a lot on your mind, why don't you relax a little- since it looks like you came from a hardy journey. Hungry? The least I can do to repay you for your words that seemed as though they were bottled for some time.." Giving him a reassuring smile, but that smile had dept in to it- something there felt almost empty yet hidden with painted secrets..
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 10:33 am
Luaith wasn't sure how to respond, he'd never been treated such a way. Something in his stomach felt funny and he found himself allowing the leopard to pull him down. When he looked at the worn pads of his paws, the Seer pulled them away, tucking them under him self conscienceless. They were always rough, sometimes they bled, for he walked long distances, where ever the Visions took him. For one so young, just into his mane...he seemed very haunted, and his wine colored eye showed that.
"I am sorry if the words seem harsh, they are all I have to give and they are not mine. They were sent to me from those that we call the Gods." Luaith's voice was worn, transparent, as he himself seemed to be," They are yours to believe or not. I am only the messenger."
The Seer was hungry, but also knew that night was hard pressed on them, and night brought the next Vision. Always there was one. Sometimes it was small and would not wake him, just leave the imprint in his mind and send him in the direction he would need to go before the true on came. To be near another...when that happened...no best to be alone.
" I can not linger, night will be here soon, but my thanks for the offer."
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