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 Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 9:55 pm
 Carles had brought his materials out to a sundappled area of the pride to work. He had hoped to find some inspiration out here today. Unfortunately the white cheetah was drawing a big fat blank. He was tapping his claws into a small branch and little pieces were being chipped off the wood. Perhaps, he thought, it might be time to go roam a bit. He loved wandering through the pride's valley and seeing all the different stuff.
The cheetah glanced at his pile of materials that he would, hopefully, craft into something nice for one of the pridemembers. If he wanted to go walk then he'd have to take all this stuff back. A sigh rustled the pile of colorful leaves nearby. It really was a lot of work, and he didn't feel like doing it. Instead he shifted his hindquarters to their other side and looked around. Surely there must be something here.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 1:20 am
 Mehera'nafsi was a very odd cub who very seldom knew what she was doing or why she was doing it. In fact, should someone dare ask her she would probably look around as if she had been in a daze and shrug her shoulders. Today was no different. Her small pink eyes darted around from rock to rock, to ant mound to the mountains that surrounded their home. However, the white cheetah with the pink tail quickly made his way into her line of sight and she unknowingly drifted towards him. She closed her eyes as she walked the rest of the way over to him and upon closer inspection he would have realized she was sleep walking.
Just as she was about to hit into the male from behind she stopped and instead fell into him, hind legs over her head; tail dangling just above her nose. Yep, Mehera was a complete oddity that in all honesty probably needed someone to keep a constant eye on her. However, she seemed to get along just fine even though this was not the first time she had sleep walked over to someone and laid on them or against them. Today it seemed to be a mixture of both.
With a jolt the cub opened her small eyes and yawned as if nothing had happened. With her rump still in the air she turned her head to notice the male cheetah. "Are you a cubnapper?" Mehera'nafsi asked as if it was his fault she was in this predicament.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 1:46 am
Almost as if his questing eyes has summoned her, a pale lioness with the most beautiful colored haired padded toward him. He sat still figuring she'd see him and not trip over his elegent white self. It startled him when she flipped over and banged into his flank. Carles twitched with the impact. His tail automatically wrapping against her to keep her from injuring herself.
The male cheetah bent his neck to look over his shoulder at her. His light green eyes filled with humor as she yawned then asked if he be a cubnapper. She must be one of the pride's new litters. Cute little thing that she was; he approved of her white coat. "A cubnapper my dear? Tiz a silly thing to ask I do believe. A cubnapper would not lay out in the open such as I have. Nor would he have natural items scattered around himself." He gestured broadly with a paw at the branch right in front of him, and the various items just within reach.
"I am Carles, and a Iqili or crafter." He ran an eye over her. "I have a problem you see. My muse seemed to have fled today. Perhaps you'd like to stand in?" It wouldn't hurt him to keep track of this cub until her mother came.
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