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 Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 7:12 pm
Her paws were still firmly planted on solid ground, she had all but refused to go past the sand with Bodaway while he went to find someone, Khepri had her standards after all. She would be slaughtered if she was discovered here, a reminence of the old Firekin ways still flitted around after all. The last thing she needed was to go in there to be hurt or killed when she already was bleeding from her neck and still recovering from the sheer bloodloss.
Sure Khepri could hold her own in a fight against a male firekin, she was larger than any born firekin size wise and had just as much if not more muscle mass than a full grown adult male. Even if she didn't win she would be able to hold her own if not turn the scales in her own favore, but that didn't make the huge female want to go in there....
So there she stood, staring out at the dunes with a mix of nostalgia and disgust for her old home. ninja
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 7:26 pm
She'd been stalking him relentlessly. Day in and day out, and goodness knew why. Granted, she wasn't the worst thing that could happen, but sometimes he needed to tell her to put a sock in it, and it seems like everywhere he went, he'd bump into her. That might have been his own fault, however, he was pretty much asking for her to be clung to his ankles.
In any case, he doubted the Firekin female would with to travel towards the border. He himself had some qualms about leaving these lands, but it was only for a day, just to get some fresh air, and there were no Kaanga's out here.
Besides, he was beginning to feel a little heart twinge upon seeing her, and though that wasn't necessarily bad, he didn't want 'love' crowding up his senses. That's when you made stupid mistakes and put down your true values for the sake of 'the one'. There was no way he was following down that dark path.
That's when he saw the disturbance. It wasn't too far out, and so he'd gone after it. She certainly wasn't like any Firekin he'd ever seen in his life, but Firekin she was. Blood was dripping from her neck, though he couldn't figure why. No Firekin he knew had struck against another, and with a body so large and fur so red, how could she be anything but?
There was an alarm that went off in his head, as though he should be wary, but curiosity caught his feet, so to speak, and before he knew it, the male lion was starting out in her direction. A simple greeting wouldn't be a problem. It would do him good, he supposed, to meet other Firekin, but what was she doing so far outside the lands?
"Oy!" he called as he made his way towards her. He wasn't going to act 'friendly' at first. Not until he knew what she was like. He saved the respect for royalty. "What are you doing all the way out here?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 7:58 pm
Words rang out over the distance between her and the dunes and the huge female winced visibly, her white muzzle tilting downwards in a frown as she took three steps backwards. Her paws all but floated over the ground despite her size, barely leaving a mark on the scant grass that was growing on the edges of the savannah sand.
Sharp golden eyes danced over the distance before her and caught on the large red and white male before her. He wasn't quite as large as she was, but his presence spoke of true firekin, of true flames and that startled Khepri. She hadn't been home in many months, having left as a cub and now being an adult she didn't know how to react.
Well... better to try after all right?
Knocking the shells down off of her ears, Khepri swished her dark red tail and smiled up at the male before her in the most disarming way she knew, "Hello, Ah'm jus' waitin' on a frien'."
She hoped that it was a good enough response, it had been too long that she'd forgotten the true way Firekin were. Even when she'd been there she'd been too kind to get away with anything. Her mother, her siblings, her cousins, all of them knew she was kind and they had rejected the little knowledge starved cub.
ninja
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 8:11 pm
It was hard to judge size from a long distance away, Uzulu very quickly found out. That Firekin was huge, and for a Firekin, that was saying something. He didn't think there would be a lion in the land that would dare mess with her. He certainly wouldn't, not unless she had secret plans to disrupt the Firekin balance.
Waiting for a friend? That didn't seem right at all. Uzulu stopped, and narrowed his eyes. He wasn't sure he trusted her, afterall. There wasn't any point in going any closer. It was dangerous, and he wanted to test her first, besides.
"Waiting? With blood on your neck? All the way out here? What kind of a friend are you looking for?"
Assassins? Traitors? Murderous thieves plotting to ruin the Firekin once more. He'd seen it, heard it done, the Firekin underooting themselves in want for power. Siblings did it all the time. It was only a matter of waiting for the next Firekin to make his plan.
That next Firekin would be him and the daughter he would raise.
"How'd you get a nasty scratch like that?" He dared to creep closer, his eyes narrowed and tail swishing. Bravery was building up now, this one seemed just a bit suspicious.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 8:43 pm
A deeper frown etched itself into her muzzle as Khepri watched the other before her with shimmering eyes. He was suspicious as any firekin would have been at that point. She may have looked like a Firekin but she certainly didn't smell or act like one. Her rolling fur was still short and her scars were still smooth as glass, but that didn't mean that she was firekin or had been for months rather.
Blinking up at him when he mentioned blood, Khepri rolled her large shoulders and sure enough she felt the p***k of the heavy gouges that had been rended in her neck once more. Kinari would be glad to know that he'd dealt her such a heavy blow, granted she could barely remember how it had happened since she'd reverted at the time.
"Yeah, waitin'. 'e should be back soon Ah 'ope. 'e's supposed ta take meh to the Ela' aftah 'e finds out who 'e's supposed ta talk to. Name's Bodaway 'e says, yo' know 'im?" Khepri asked, watching him closely to see if he did in fact remember her old friend. Bodaway was up there in age but he might have left a bit to early for this one to remember him... maybe.
Instantly her golden eyes sharpened to pinpricks, her pupils flashing to the normal cat-esque slit that they spent most of their time in on the desert. Khepri however, with her it was dangerous, with her it meant someone had stepped to close to something they didn't have to know. Possibly something they shouldn't have known either.
"A rathah... interestin'... meetin' with a rouge assassin lion at a waterin' 'ole." Khepri allowed, trying to keep the topic off of how she was an outcast in the rouge territories. Odds were good that the Ela' comment would mean nothing to this other at all, being as he didn't look like the kind that would care at all.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 9:21 pm
Uzulu listened intently to what the other had to say. She didn't seem horribly nervous, but he wouldn't either, with a body that size. It was hard to understand her, with her accent being so thick, but he managed to catch a bit here and there. She clearly had been long absent from these lands. Pity, they could use blood like hers to strengthen the lines.
"No, I've been gone for a long time myself. I don't know many who come, go, or have stayed."
Just Kaanga. Just her.
At the mention of the rogue assassin, Uzulu pinned back his ears and growled. He hated the rogue's, and he certainly couldn't stand any who dared to stand up to a Firekin. His eyes flashed, the hair on the nape of his neck rising towards the shifting winds.
"I take it you killed him? That's all their scum is for. Slavework and sand fodder." Kaanga and he had talked briefly on slaves once. She'd seemed reluctant to talk, but he had no doubt that she shared his views.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 11:07 am
Watching the other cautiously, Khepri tried to keep herself from snapping at the slave comment. That of course was the reason that she'd gotten her horrible scarring down her side, from trying to actually HELP a slave out.
While others might have viewed it as idiocy, Khepri didn't care at all. She had her views and even if they differed drastically from those of others, she knew that she was validated in them, knew that lions shouldn't be treated like they were nothing. No lion should have to deal with that just because they weren't of Firekin blood. Heaven's forbid that the firekin were SOOO different they needed to be treated differently than any other.
"Nah, Ah didn' kill 'im, 'e ran off too fast aftah 'e got meh." Khepri said with a shrug of indifferance. Kinari was probably the only male that she would have no real problem killing and she didn't condone violence at ALL.
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 2:23 pm
Uzulu wouldn't have viewed it as idiocy. He would have thought it a discrace to the ways of The Blood. If she wished to help a slave out, in his mind, she would simply be shunned. Banned from the lands, if she were his brother, and had run away with a slave, he'd vow to kill her mate upon return, but never could Uzulu strike a paw against another of The Blood. That was to say, not for having something to do with a slave. He'd be perfectly willing to take down one or to if plans called for it.
"Yes, they do run. With their tails between their legs. I hope you find your friend." He eyed her wound with distaste. Had it been Kaanga, he'd have hurried to do something for its healing.
She, however, wasn't Kaanga in any way shape or form, and so he nodded at her and turned to go.
Her story had him convinced, if only slightly, and he wouldn't have to look into it further, he hoped.
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