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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 12:06 pm
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It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands, the sun was high and the sky was clear. Mtima'safi had decided it was a good time to go for a midday walk and relax a little. It was getting harder for the goddess to keep her secret, not only because she didn't like the idea of lying to her family but because it was physically difficult for the goddess to use a power that was so far off her domain. A couple hours might not make her feel one hundred percent better, but she knew it would be a big help! The tiresome illusion was not all that the goddess wanted a break from. Kilango was also troubling her mind, but she tried not to worry about it. The runaway youth would be capable of taking care of herself.
Mtima soon found herself by a small watering hole, and made herself more comfortable. The illusion over her wings shimmered away and she stretched out her legs and wings, almost wading into the shallow water without realizing it. She stopped to admire her reflection, noting that despite it all she looked as magnificent as ever- in her opinion, at least.
"Why do I even bother?" she wondered aloud, shaking her wings out before folding them neatly on her back. She never did get a definite answer on the Pride's beliefs, but it might seem odd for a goddess to be a part of the Pride openly. Mtima wrinkled her nose at her own reflection, laughing inwardly at her own thinking, and then leaned down to take a drink.
(( XD Whoops! Not in a subforum! Haha, ah well- it doesn't matter. ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 12:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 12:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 1:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 1:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 7:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 7:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 7:42 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 7:54 pm
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Mtima wrinkled her nose in amusement and had no idea it was her son that he was referring to when he mentioned a friend that told him all about gods. She knew Wahabu had met a god, he had brought him to meet her before, but she didn't expect that he might have told someone a good deal about gods. In her mind, it was like not knowing she was a goddess cancelled out any information he might have.
"Well then, I'm glad I could help your friend keep his word," she laughed, "I don't know about mortals flying. Climbing or falling might be the closest they can get, unless they are able to hitch a ride with someone."
The goddess took a seat, making herself more comfortable as she prepared to answer his question. "A soul is the part of every living creature that you cannot see," she said carefully, "It's something like your personality, your beliefs.."
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 7:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 8:14 pm
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Mtima laughed as Kubwa attempted to see his soul in his paws, and shook her head. "Like I said, it's the part of you that cannot be seen," she reminded him, "However, I can see it, and it is said that the eyes are the window to the soul. You can often tell a good deal about someone by looking them in the eye, though sometimes looks can be deceiving."
She paused for emphasis on this point, and took a little time to consider his other question.
"I can see souls, not the future," she winked at him, "The soul is not entirely constant, there are elements that change as you grow and learn. I do not doubt that you have good parents, and that you are and will be a good lion."
Ok, she could be wrong on the last count but she could see that he was a good lion and going completely opposite was not too likely. Besides, that thought she did not allow to enter her mind. She was an optimist, a bit selective and naive in her optimisism but an optimist no less.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 8:27 pm
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Hearing those things from your mother is one thing, 'you're a good boy, you'll go far, you have a great mom and dad.' But hearing those things from someone of power, a Goddess, that was entirely different, even if she could not see the future she thought he was good. That was enough to quench his search for knowledge about the soul, although a small part of him knew later that night he would stare at his own reflection until he saw something, maybe he would see something she saw?
He may not be able to see souls but he knew deep down she was a good person, or really good at hiding the evil.
"Do you have any children?" he asked bluntly, he wanted to know!
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 8:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 8:45 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 10:19 am
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Mtima positively beamed at his response, for it was quite the compliment to hear- especially after the whole trouble she'd had with Kilango. It really hurt to know how much her daughter really hated her, even if their last encounter was a little encouraging.
"Why thank you, Kubwa," she said cheerfully, and then listened to his description of his mother, "And I'm sure if I met your mother, you'd be right." It was so touching to see someone who thought that way about their mother, and there was no way she would doubt what he said, or burst his bubble by suggesting otherwise.
"What a wonderful son you must be," she grinned at him.
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