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 Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2006 1:59 pm
*Within the deepest parts of the jungle lay the angelic figure of a lioness, with hair long and laced in golden hues; it softly pressed against her neck and shoulders as she rested peacefully within the safety of the jungle. This sinless creature, both resplendent and simple seemed so content within it’s slumber, that awaking it would be a sin all of it’s own.
Soft droplets of water graced along her creamy coat as due from the trees above slowly fell upon her face, dampening her fur. This action would awaken her, and with bright blue eyes she would welcome her surroundings with a soft smile. At first she seemed taken back, in sudden shock almost… something was missing, but what? With a soft frown the lioness slowly pulled herself up from her resting place and yawned, before stepping down from her mossy, flowered thrown.
Her figure was lean and showed no signs of scaring, Zimrain kept herself well cleaned and made sure that her fur was never soiled. A dull smile passed her muzzle as she tip-toed out from her sanctuary within the jungle, the silver necklace upon her neck softly swayed from side to side as she moved, padding over to the nearest watering hole.*
“Perhaps he will be there…”
*The Goddess spoke to herself softly as she moved along, a questioning look played upon her face. She hadn’t been asleep for too long now, where could he have gone? She was sure that when she awoke he would be there…*
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:02 pm
 The small white form of a juvenile stepped softly through the underbrush, tattered wings folded against his side. His glory had faded, but at the same time he was still beautiful, his pelt pure white, his eyes piercing blue, even in his fall he was glorious.
Blue eyes scanned his surroundings, searching. The white god was not much of a jungle cat, but here there must be balance as well, thus he visited all lands.
Guts...
Where had his wolf companion disappeared to? No, not Guts, someone else, was someone waiting for him?
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 7:31 pm
*Wrinkling her nose the blue-eyes beauty continued to move forward. She was so sure that he would have been there when she awoke… he had been there many times before. Slightly disappointed the Goddess frowned and sat in place, pouting to herself. This was a childish act, she knew, but she felt very distressed right now. Too many things had changed and he wasn’t here… could he have found someone else to court?
Sighing softly the Goddess of all things pure ruffled her chest in frustration before speaking to herself.*
“Perhaps… not.”
*With that said she moved back onto her paws and padded on until she found herself at the edge of the jungle’s waterfall. There she sat and gazed at her reflection; the silver necklace that rested against her chest swayed from side to side as her star-shaped pendent twisted against her chest.*
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 2:25 pm
As he made his way through the jungle, the white god's gait was a bit awkward, broken somehow, perhaps the scars he now bore were the reason for this, another trait of the stage of the fallen. Despite the apparent difficulty of his strides, the lion expression showed no sign that it bothered him, no indication that his pride had been broken.
Brilliant blue eyes searched the underbrush as he walked, scanning for some sign of the one that was waiting for him, a hint of that familiar pelt. Where was she? The one that had meant so much to him, the only one who had ever found her way into his heart, who had become as much a part of him as he had of her, the one he had regretting leaving behind.
Then he saw it, a familiar shade, a beautifully pure pelt that broke through the thick green of the jungle and the roaring water that pierced his ears. He knew he would find her again, an unbreakable bond had guided him to her.
Zimran.
Rushing forward at a rough trot, he nearly bust through the trees, his eyes finally falling fully on her form, she was as beautiful as he had remembered her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 8:15 am
*With a soft gasp she moved herself back slowly and gazed upon the youth that had startled her. At first she frowned, unaware of who this new comer was at first glance… but… something about his eyes made her take a step back and look him over. She cocked her head to the side as her ears drew back slowly.*
“…Wait.”
*She commanded softly. Was this… really him?*
“..What... What is this?”
*She asked in a soft, yet sad tone. Why was he so small? Had he taken himself back into the years of his youth to… relive a past experience? She was very lost now… happy to see him but a bit baffled by his sudden change.*
“My dear friend… what has happened to you?”
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 11:17 am
The white god paused for a moment, clear blue eyes focused on the goddess before him, silent questions in his gaze. Had she forgotten him so soon? Was she to be among those who could no longer recognize or accept him as the great god he had been before his rebirth, the god that he would become again? It was a heartbreaking thought.
But then there was the light of recognition, she had not forgotten him. His chest rose and fell in a small sigh of relief as he stepped forward, a touch of sorrow in his eyes that would have been only visible to one who truly knew him, an apology for leaving her behind before she understood the cycle.
"My body has been reborn, but I remain the same."
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 4:19 pm
“Reborn? When did this happen? How did this happen?”
*The Goddess asked with a soft frown. She didn’t quite understand what it was he was talking about. She had never seen anything like this before, but then again, Zimran didn’t spend much time with other Gods.*
“You are not the same, but you are, this I can see...”
*She trailed off slowly. Her tone was laced with a hint of sorrow. She was feeling rather silly now; she had wanted to see him badly, so that she could be close to him again---but in his current state she found this hard to do. She couldn’t possibly bring herself to right now, she couldn’t really understand what had happened to him.*
“Tell me everything. I need to know what happened.”
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 1:03 pm
The white god sighed to himself, settling on his haunches before the lioness that held his heart. She didn't understand, he had had no time to explain it to her before, it was a terrible thing to spring on her.
"I am the guardian of the balance, I must be reborn to continue the cycle."
He looked away for a moment, brilliant blue eyes looking toward the green canopy for a moment as if searching for words. The god of balance was ancient and wise, a fact hidden by his youthful appearance, but yet he could not have found a more difficult situation than the one he was in now. How could he explain such a thing to the delicate soul before him?
"I am sorry I did not explain to you, I cannot tell you how hard it was for me to leave before you understood. My body may be changed, but my mind and soul are not, I am the same lion you always knew, the one you loved."
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 4:09 pm
“The one I love.”
She corrected with a faint smile. Her blue orbs softly narrowed with a sad understanding of what happened. She knew it wasn’t his fault and that she couldn’t really do anything about the situation now. She would have to be strong for him if anything... until he was back to his old self.
“Have you been well? I know I was gone for some time... and things have changed.”
She gave another weak smile, trying her best to seem as if she knew what was going on, even though she didn’t. She was lost but she was willing to learn and grow from all of this, if she was to live within this newly found world without trouble. Things changed with time... she had to remember that.
But did he still care?- She questioned to herself, before letting her gaze fall off of him. She didn’t want to be rude! This was her first time and many years speaking to him- and oh how she adored him. Even in his state now she cared for him.. so she wouldn’t bother asking such silly things. She knew the answer, she did.
“But I’m back now.”
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 7:27 pm
A small smile parted his own maw, his head nodding in a brief bow as if to acknowledge her love and assure her of his own. Neither life, nor death, darkness or light, or the cycle itself could rend that from him. And though time had passed, and the world changed around him, Griffith would have never forgotten or truly left the lioness who stood before him.
"Of course. I am well, I trust you are too?"
He stood to his paws, tail flicking as he dared to step forward, to stand at her side, his small form brushed affectionately against hers, the faintest traces of a purr rumbling in his throat.
"Perhaps, but the souls around us have remained the same, as have our own."
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 6:37 pm
“Perhaps.”
She smiled softly at him as he nuzzled himself closer to her. He had not changed; though he looked different… he had not changed. She still saw the same god she once knew in him, he was no different in personality than she was now. This made her feel better about the whole situation. She didn’t feel so helpless knowing that the cub before her really was her mate, even though he looked different- he was the same.
“Mmm, I am a bit tired still, would you mind if I rested for a bit?”
She questioned with a soft tone and smile, gazing down at him. She gave him a playful nudge with her forehead and added.
“And when I wake you could show me around- everything is different now, I wouldn’t want to get lost.”
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 9:45 pm
He settled on his haunches at her paws, light reflecting off his armor as he titled his head to look up at the blue eyes so like his own, tail flicking amidst the jungle leaves.
"As you wish; we will explore this world together."
It may have seemed odd that the goddess towered over him as she did, an ancient being reduced to the size of a juvenile. But in Griffith's eyes he was always the same, his soul remained despite his form or his apparent age, and his love would never fade.
His life was a neverending cycle, he did not fall or reincarnate as other gods did, he simply began the cycle of balance again. And when the time came, he would start the cycle over again as he always had since the begining. But that day was a long ways off, and for now he would simply cherish the company of his mate, the goddess who would forever hold his heart.
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