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 Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 3:30 pm
 The male lion sat as still as a boulder at the water's edge, staring at the still surface and the shards of light the danced on it. Deep in concentration, his eyes narrowed and a great frown set his maw in a thin line.
Suddenly, he threw back his head and laughed a deep, rumbling sound. He touched the water with his paw and sent the surface dancing again.
"Light upon the river, tale of the outcast that saved his pack, how could I have forgotten?" he asked himself as he stood and paced the water's edge, recalling the story.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 3:39 pm
Kijicho had been wandering as of late musing over her future and further more her past. She was a terrible person in her past and wanted despratly to make up for that. Her soul ached as she walked and coming upon a watering hole was a blessing. Seeing a lion was not..
"Hell..hello?" She murmured as the lion started laguhing and sadi something that she did not comprehend, "Hello?" she spoke a little louder.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:04 pm
The male looked up from his musings and blinked.
"Oh, hello. I'm sorry, I didn't hear you approach," he said with a half smile. His voice was deep and strong, like his father's, belying his kind heart.
"I'm Tembezishaha, but most call me Shaha," he introduced himself, sitting down and looking the wild dog over.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:09 pm
She noted his gaze and straightened her posture, puffing out her chest to look larger than she really was. She was snack sized for this large lion and that scared her, that and the fact that he was a male. She was not fond of the male spiecies as a whole.
"Hello, Shaha, I am Kijicho, you may call me Kiji," She spoke cooly an icy tone inching into her voice. Her eyes darted back and forth looking him over, not a threat he seemed too kind.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:22 pm
Shaha noticed her edginess and deliberately leaned over to scratch one ear idly.
"A lovely name. I remember, my nanny of sorts was named Kiji, just Kiji. Although, she wasn't a wild dog," he grinned at that comment. Nope! She'd been an old silver-furred leopard. She'd been the seer who taught him how to read others facial expressions and body languages.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:31 pm
Kiji giggled slightly, letting her guard down he was not a threat, not to her at least. Kiji herself must be an old crone, older than most she met. She was from an old time that didn't seem to make much sense anymore.
"What're you doing all alone, I thought that lions were very social?" She barked quietly.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:34 pm
Shaha shrugged at the question and his tail flipped back and forth.
"I am, it's just that I can't stay in one place for very long. Wandering paws seems to run in my family," he explained, holding up one large paw for a moment before returning it to the ground. "Most can't handle how annoying I can get when I'm idle," he continued, a laughing glint in the warm blue eyes shaded by his mane.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:44 pm
"I am sure you are not annoying," shelet out a long barking laugh looking at him. He was nice, that was a good thing. She wasn't much into pack life as it were and could understand being away from the pride for a long time.
"Wandering paws? I think I shall have to use that phrase later on when I met another. I am a wanderer myself, I need to find a place to stay," a large smile spread across her maw.
Thinking nothing of it she troted over and stuffed her face into the watering hole cooling her face.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:51 pm
Shaha laughed when she made her comment about whether or not he could be annoying.
"Oh, believe me, I can. My... pride, if you will, was a band of nomads. We traveled from place to place, telling stories and giving fortunes and entertaining. And I drove even them mad with my 'When are we going to go? Are we almost ready to leave? Where are we going next?' rants," he explained with a deep chuckle.
"I've seen many places that might be nice to settle down in, but, like my father, I'm not content being idle. He used to call it his inner demon, but my mother just said he had the mind of a herd-beast," he added.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 5:06 pm
Kijicho pulled her face from the water and looked at Shaha with her fur matted down. "Fortunes, really? How does that work?...your dad a herd beast?" With age Kijicho's attention span had slightly lessened and she sometimes forgot what people said or didn't hear them fully. She wasn't /that/ old, it just always felt that way to her, she never found anyone her own age.
"I couldn't stay in one place to long unless my loved ones were there, and all my loved ones hav gone to the clearing at the end of the path."
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 5:12 pm
Shaha nodded.
"Kiji was an old seer, along with her son. He could see things down the path better than she could, but they were both rather skilled at telling other beasts' fortunes. My father didn't like to be on his own, but he liked to travel a lot, too, so my mother said he was like a zebra or antelope," he explained, looking off with the memories.
"My mother was the tale weaver. Her memory reached far, far back before any of our lives. Stories her mother had told her, passed down from parent to child for many generations. I was gifted with her memory and so I carry the stories with me," he added, his eyes glazing for a moment, then he turned back to Kiji, his eyes refocusing.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 9:38 am
"Then I supose you'll care on her tradition and tell others the tales that you have learned?" She thought over his statements choosing her answers wisely. Indeed this lion was a talker, and Kijicho was not used to talking.
"Do you believe that such a thing as seeing the future actually exists? That is like saying that the gods walk among men!" Kiji had never seen a winged lion, and further more if she did woul chalk it up to being an illusion of light. She was no follower and would not stand by and allow someone to say that you could actually see the future.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 4:42 pm
"Oh, I already do. I was trying to recall a story of a wild dog, outcaste from his pack, who in the end saved them, even though they'd scorned him," Shaha explained, lying down on the bank, the tip of his tail weaving on the surface of the water.
"And I do believe in their fortunes, although I have to admit they're rather vague. I don't think anyone but the gods can truly see the future," he said with a shrug of his shoulders. He grinned and winked. "Ah, but who am I to be speaking like of the gods? I'm just a story-teller."
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 5:00 pm
"My mother was a story teller, of course always wild dog tribal stories, things to scare children. I was once told that stories are a teaching tool, do you believe that?" She scoffed at the thought of a lion believing in gods, foolish creatures that they were.
"I have a hyena friend who can see the future, but of course she believes it is but a voice in her head, who could blame her? Such delusions in such a nice girl," she clicked her tongue like a bird.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 5:07 pm
Shaha found his first frown.
"You have a very pessimistic view on life, don't you, Kiji?" he asked softly, sad for the wild dog.
"Yes, I do believe stories are teaching tools. They teach us to learn from not only our mistakes, but the mistakes of the past. Some are scary, indeed, but they don't have to be. And not all are," he added and considered his next comment. "I think I would like to meet your friend. To understand."
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