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 Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 1:25 pm
However the Lion shook his head and prodded forward. His tail twitching in fatigue. The sun was unbearable today on him as well, not just the lands, he noticed. Food can wait, he thought. With this goal set, he jolts off to the nearest tree he can find, which seems to be surrounded by a more noticeably green area. It's not as green as he has once seen in the forests, but this was well taken care off. Perhaps by the shade of the tree, the grass did not wither. A smile rose to the big lion's mouth and he grinned before sitting down comfortably. Today my be a good day, maybe he'll actually find something to eat this time. Maybe.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 1:44 pm
This part of the rogue lands was especially dry and discouraging though, most of the prey was harder to find and sneak up on as well as there being a distinct lack of water near by, though Ngoma had found a few small wooden beads in an old settlement she assumed was long abandoned by whatever had been there prior to her finding it. But regardless of the lack of food and water, she kept moving, keeping an eye towards to the sky to judge her location in regards to her pridal lands.
Off int he distance she spotted a slightly more lush spot, even with a tree, and the darker female made her way towards it, a smile crossing her maw as she was relieved she wouldn't have to wade through the dead grasses in this heat all day. She was much more fond of the weather that matched her coat, stormy and rainy. As she slowly approached she sniffed the air, and her ears perked in curiosity. Was there another lion near by?
Her question was answered as a purple form appeared some way ahead of her under the tree.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 12:50 pm
Softly, wind blew through his mane. It felt nice in the shade, except for the fact that his nose was being tickled every few seconds. If the breeze continued to aim for that exact spot any longer, he was going to have a hard time controlling a giant sneeze that was on the verge of happening. In fact, the sneeze just outright blew from his face. Causing him to fall forward and get a whole bunch of grass up his nose now.
And then another sneeze occurred, and another until the big mass of fluff stumbled upwards and away. If anything was his worse enemy, it would have to be that sneezing issue he's got. Any little touch to his nose causes him to explode in sudden bouts of sneezing. It was hazardous to his hunting.. an hazardous to keeping him safe from danger.
Once he stood up, he finally caught attention to a soft jingle from afar. Purple eyes narrowed, getting himself ready to attack but stops himself half way as he notices it's a .. lioness? What is a lioness doing out in such a dry part of the fields? Curiosity invades his thoughts as he begins to head towards the girl cautiously.
And what are those curious objects she has draped on? The sound they're making.. It was enjoyable... Dino decided to make a soft coughing noise to alert the lioness of his presence so as not to startle her.
"Hello... ?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 2:23 pm
Her attention was tuned on him as she heard his explosive bout of sneezes. She blinked and just watched as sneeze after sneeze came over him until finally he regained his composure then noticed her. It was almost too comical, she couldn't help but give a soft chuckle.
As he began to move towards her she simply stood and watched him, shifting between paws as the soft jingling of her jewelry snuck into the air. "Hello." She greeted him with a smile. Ngoma was not a violent or threatening lioness, and she enjoyed meeting new friends too much to be anything but friendly. "I hope I didn't startle you. I did not even know you were there till the sneezing." The thought of watching the big purple lion sneezing so many times dredged up another giggle from the stormy pelted female. It wasn't nice to laugh at his expense, but the sneezing thing; she'd never seen anyone else sneeze like that, or so many times in a row.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 3:00 pm
Wriggling his nose, hoping that another bunch of sneezings don't erupt from him, Dino takes a look at her and raises a brow. The female reminded him of the Gloom. Those days that he knew it would rain. He wondered if she was blessed by the weather... but then his eyes glance down at her trinkets and the brows begin to furrow into a curious stare.
When she responded, giggling as well, his thoughts begun to run back to the annoying incident. He looks horribly embarrassed by it and scratches his paw at the ground roughly. "Ah, n-no.. you didn't startle me. I... um. Well okay you did, but that was because I didn't hear you come by.. I.. I .. sneezed a little too much.."
Agh, look! He's embarrassing himself even more by acting this way! How annoying, he thought.. "I'm sorry, that must have been ridiculous to see.. Um, .. what exactly are those things you're wearing..." Blinking, he turns to look back at them, before raises his head back up quickly, tail flicking once he realized his rudeness. "Oh geeze, I'm sorry.. I'm Dino... and you are?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 10:53 am
Ngoma settled her laughter and gave a gentle smile, trying to show him she wasn't trying to be rude by laughing at him. "I'm sorry I startled you then, I didn't mean to." She said, apologizing. She now took the moment to eye him up and down, taking in his form as he was stilled from his sneezing fit. Bright purple. Again, that was different, but she couldn't judge, she was fairly different too, her coat the color and contrast of a stormy sky threatening to rain and thunder.
"I'm Ngoma, and these." She lifted a paw and wiggled it, the small shells clinking together and making a soft jingling sound, "Are my dancer's jewelry." She explained before setting her paw back down, the sound coming from the bracelets again. "They make noise when I dance in my pride. It's one of our customs. Oh, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Dino."
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 4:40 pm
He couldn't help but keep his dark eyes upon the female's wrists. They were very... new, something intricate. Delicate, it looked... but it's able to make such a warm and calming sound. Somehow the entire thing causes him to become warm inside. What was this feeling, he wondered. To be able to hear strange yet... intriguing noises. Almost as if he should know how to make them as well. Dino's head quickly shook trying to focus back on the girl's speech. The big main of a fur tickling his nose and he has to stumble back to not sneeze in her face. How rude was that!
After a few more sneezes he wipes his big paw so that his nose would stop tickling him. Eyes watering softly he gives Ngoma a lopsided and weak smile. "S-sorry.. Ngoma. I really hate that this happens..." His eyes quickly look back at those bracelets once she reveals what they are. "O-oh no it's my pleasure! Especially with someone who makes such.. a unique noise... Wait-- Wait, dancing? Wh.. what. I'm sorry I don't.. no I never heard of such a thing. Is it something important? Do you do it for the gods... or perhaps just a technique for hunting.."
Dino's tail had began to twitch violently. Why didn't he know what that word meant? It sounded so familiar.. yet, he couldn't understand it. Nor could he make a picture to describe the word. Perhaps it was something new created by talented Lions-- or others! Dino never looked down on others, no, never.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 8:19 am
The lioness chuckled softly at his outburst of sneezes again, and was thankful she stumbled back to avoid sneezing all over her. As she chuckled the bracelets made their soft noise again. She watched as he stared at them intrigued and gladly answered his questions, always happy to explain her pride and their customs to others.
"Yes, dancing. We do it in celebration. My pride plays music and dances. When we pick a mate there's a dance, and introducing cubs... Any big event has a dance associated to it... Have you ever seen a dance before?" She asked curiously. Ngoma, in her pride before the Nchi, use to teach dances to the cubs and juveniles, as well as heading the dance to bring the rains for the rainy season.
"I'd be happy to demonstrate, and even teach you a little dance if you'd like?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 12:41 pm
The noises were indeed intriguing. And after the outburst of sneezing, Dino stands up to walk around her. Observing the little trinkets much closely and recognizing some that he's seen around. "No, I've never heard.. or seen anything called dance. But..Picking mate? Introducing cubs? Do you dance for everything?! Is there a dance for hunting?" Little purple ears twitched when he moves back to sit in front of her, and with a toothy grin he nods quickly.
"Yes! Could you please show me a little? I don't know if I can dance-- but I can enjoy it." Since he doesn't know what to expect, he thinks it might be some sort of violent attack on an animal. After all, that's all he really knows. Or perhaps it may be crawling up on a tree-- or flinging something around. Various and strange images littered his mind... but Dino shook his head softly and tried to focus on the Lioness in front of him. Always intrigued to learn something new.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 8:04 am
A chuckle escaped her maw and caused her trinkets to jingle again. "There's basically a dance and a drum beat for everything." She explained, smiling as she thought through her assortment of dances to show him a good basic one. Perhaps one of the dances she used to teach to the juveniles in her old pride?
She began swishing her tail and nodding her head as she internalized the beat she had memorized for this dance and once she was satisfied she had the rhythm, she began to move her paws and tail in a meticulous fashion, every movement was accompanied by a sound from her anklets and their shells as they clinked together. As she got more into the dance she placed herself further away from him, as to not accidentally forget his positioning and jump, bump or step into him.
"It's all about movement. Like hunting." She explained in a singsong voice as she kept the beat with each step and leap of her dance, "This was a dance I would teach to the youths as a basic dance to help them learn the more complex ones later on."
Eranas Would you like to end it here / in one more post?
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