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 Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 3:21 pm
 It had been some time since Sango left the pride of her birth, the Mtaishi, and since, she had heard it disbanded. She always meant to go back and visit her mother, her siblings, but she never made time and never got the chance. Since then, however, the lioness had started her own family. It was a small litter of three, just a passing fling, but Sango wanted more, and motherhood had given her that. The cubs were now juveniles and increasingly independent. Soon, they'd be on their way, but Sango was glad for the time she had left with them. If only she could show her mother, make her proud. Lakisa was a bit of a prejudiced lioness, disdaining hybrids and her father's same-sex leopard mate, but Sango had done right, her cubs were entirely lion. She'd begun asking around about a white and blue lioness who didn't like hybrids or non-lions. She had some information that led her to a certain area, but still, her search was broad and her information vague. She wasn't sure if her mother had gained any identifying marks or had any traveling companions. For all she knew, it could be a wild goose chase, but, it was worth a shot, at least to her. And on this hunt, she was dragging along a daughter, Matumbawe, as proof of her family.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 3:08 pm
 Lakisa had temporarily settled in a verdant field, garnering quite the reputation during her short stay. When her daughter started poking around with inquiries about a lioness on the opposite side of liberal, many eyes glanced in the same direction.
A week prior, Lakisa had chased off a cheetah and a leopard, making quite a fuss in the process. On the other hand, she had been nothing but a gracious host to her fellow lions, welcoming rogues and helping them to hunt. It was just like to her to "claim" a space and treat everyone else as guests or intruders.
Her sons never came to visit. Not a single, ungrateful one of them. She would love her boys until the day she died, but goodness, what a lot of failures. She blamed bad genes from the fathers with both litters, the first of which had been all sons. Woe.
From the second was born her favored daughter, Miah, and the lovely sister, Sango. Miah had done right by her and allowed Lakisa to select an ideal mate that suited the both of them. They were probably busy raising their own family by now.
Lakisa wondered what became of the other daughter in a more idealistic tone than she bitterly pondered over her sons. Her imagination ran wild with the awful things they were doing to just to spite her.
She noticed the familiar markings of her daughter right away. Just like her aunt, bless her heart.
Lakisa scurried from under the tree and whistled. "Sango! Over here, dear!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2013 12:01 am
Sango almost couldn't believe her ears when she heard her mother's voice calling her name. Trying to find her seemed like such a daunting task, but there she was! "Matumbawe, hurry!" She nudged her daughter, but still, the girl wasn't going fast enough for Sango's liking. With a heavy sigh, she picked up the juvenile in her mouth with much protesting, and quickly closed the gap between the two lionesses. At her mother's feet, she deposited young Matumbawe. Well, this was as good a way as any to introduce the two. "Mother! I've been looking for you, I'm so glad I found you!" She lowered her head, acknowledging her mother's dominance in the situation. "I, uh, have someone you should meet." She nudged Matumbawe at her grandmother. Up to that point, the juvenile had shown an utter lack of interest in whatever her mother was doing, and this lioness in front of her was just some stranger not worth her time. When would her mother let them go home? She was pushed forward and her red eyes looked up at Lakisa. Sango cleared her throat, "Mother, this is Matumbawe, one of your grandchildren. Matumbawe, this is your grandmother." Normally Sango wasn't so demure and eager to please, but that all changed around her mother. Her eyes searched Lakisa's face for any sign of approval. Would she even be glad to see Sango?
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 3:27 am
Lakisa had not taken her eyes off the youngster since she'd first noticed her. She met Matumbawe's stare with a warm smile and only paid her own daughter a glance when her rambling was finished. The females of this family were typically talkers, but ooh, this one seemed so hushed compared to them!
"I know who she is, dear," Lakisa said, almost-but-not-quite scolding Sango for the assumption. "I'm not an idiot." And she wasn't. Ignorant of other cultures, sure. Dumb? Goodness no. Sango could have brought her a solid, bright orange cub, and she'd have known right away.
Mothers just knew these things -- and grandmothers, too.
"What good manners," Lakisa cooed, admiring Matumbawe again. "That's very good. Your brothers were just awful about interrupting adults when they were speaking. How many are there, hm? If she's 'one of' them then there must be more."
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