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 Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 9:04 am
 -How long had they been traveling? The words assualted the ebony lioness as she roused from her nap, her body still lingering thanks to the illness that'd overcome the lioness. How long was it, that they'd wandered around like mere peasants? She couldn't really remember..
Days perhaps? Weeks... months more likely. Each day dripped into the next like an unending wave as she drifted tiredly along. She was lucky her sisters were traveling with her. They fed her.. they led her along.. they protected her for some strange reason that could only be explained by 'sisterly love'. Goodness knows they weren't getting anything out of it.
Why hadn't they gotten sick as well? Why was it only her that got stricken by this fatigue? Quite certainly she'd never find herself a king in this condition. If she even made it long enough to run into a king. A scowl plastered her dark maw, marring the beautiful features in a way that was almost frightening. Jealously rippled through her as she glared off in the direction in which the two most likely were. Her stupid sisters.. Why couldn't they be sick as well?
Willing her achey limbs to move beneath her, she streched the ebony legs tenatively outward. Again and again she did the action, until the muscles didn't seem to pull so tightly. And then softly she began to lift herself, wobbling only slightly thanks to the will of mind that bite at her physical weakness.
She wasn't useless. She was worth having her royalty dignity back. She wasn't just going to DIE out here like a rouge with noone to care other then her stupid sisters. Oh no. She would not.
And today was the first step.
Tenatively stepping forward she tested the weight on her paws, before falling comfortably into pace, body pulled in a silent sway towards the grasses. She needed to move. To do something.
Casting her crimson eyes back towards the makeshift home the trio had been settled into for the night she ambled off at a painfully slow pace. Would they notice she was gone? Or would they go about their afternoon activities and routines obliviously? Probably the later.- ((Sorry for the length dear XD It's her first post ever.. so yeah. Trying to get into the character. It's set just in rougelands, inbetween all the prides.))
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 5:10 pm
 Kafele's steps were slow he wasn't sure where he was.
Which was normal but this one felt more on edge than most.
He had left Sabahive again, but new he was safe in the bounderies of protected waterbuck territory.
Seeing no one around for the first time Kafele begain to think of his life for
the first time. How had he come to be abandoned? Had his parents not wanted
him? Was he thought to be to small or weak for his race? No not weak Kafele knew he wasn't weak he had proved that countless times.
In truth his entire family had fallen to the plague. His mother,his father,and
even a younger brother he had tried to help survive. He had been so young then though that time had taken its toll on thoses memories.
Or was it the mind remembered only what it wished to remember.
At any rate Kafele knew nothing of the pride that he was born into or
about the just plain lion side of himself.
Sabahive had not told Kafele that he found the Kafele not to far from his dead brother. Kafele as a cub at that point had given up on life and was slowly dieing of dehydration and starvation. Sabahive took petty on the lion cub and adopted him but not as a lion but as a waterbuck.
Which other than saving his life had done more harm then good for Kafele
atleast that is what Kafele now felt.
Who would want to be around a lion that doesn't know how to be a lion?
From simple games of pounce to how a pride works.
Kafele wasn't going to give up, he was going to find himself a lioness and a pride he would prove to himself and all other lions that he could be a lion
and maybe even a powerful one at that. And yet Kafele did not know how to start.
Kafele sighed looking over the lands tempted to turn back, but just as he turned a paw he saw something moving. He stood and concentrated his glance on it. Moving forwards he wished to get a better look.
It was black ....and had red eyes? Was it Sabahive? No it didn't move like
a waterbuck. It was more like a lion.
Kafele at this point knew better than to get excited about a lion apperance.
They could be very violently territorial or sometimes mistake his father's lingering scent for Kafele himself to be a waterbuck, but he couldn't that would be foolish. So he begun to travel towards the lioness with cation.((Its ok I love long post XD))
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 6:28 am
-While at once quite the capable huntress despite her royal stature, Maua was a mere shell of that these days. Laziness and illness pulling from the skill and muscles that once adorned her body, in fact these days, her slender beauty was only so because so little was eaten. Reguardless, the scent as it approached simply rolled over her. And though her eyes drifted upwards to catch sight of the male, the recognition was immediately feline.
Who was he? Crimson eyes narrowed to the being with soft concentration. His build was small like hers, was he perhaps a Mistweaver as well? Was he part of that hoard that'd overthrown her family? She grimaced unpleasantly for a moment, before the expression faded. Perhaps she was mistaken? Best not make too foolish an action before knowing who exactly it was she was meeting.
She might be surprised after all. His pattern for one was quite strong. Not the strange mish mash of bizzare colors and shapes that you often saw in diluted rogue blood. No.. his were bold and strong.
Pulling as much curtousy and royal aire as she could manage in her state she continued forward, waxing social skills that had tarnished over time, her voice barely above a whisper.- "Traveling alone?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 10:57 pm
Kafele's tail twiching as he heard a voice come from the
Figure he had spotted. The voice was low he wasn't sure rather to
take it as a threatening voice or that of one from
someone that needed help.
"Why do you ask?"
Kafele stopped moving he didn't want to walk into an ambush.
He watched as the slender lioness get closer with cation.
Not knowing how to read lions he wanted to be able to turn tail and
run if need be.
His dark black mane flowed in a light breeze that blew
over them. Kafele's dark green eyes focused on the
lioness as though if he blinked she would
disappear.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 9:38 pm
-She did not stop when he did, her body still ambling forward in slow motion, as if she were afraid it would crumple to the ground once more if she stopped. Cooly her voice soothed over the air. Perhaps it was foolish to come on her own, in her state. But his caution soothed her. He'd likely not do her harm.- "Because those that travel alone are far more inclined to take on company."
-Slowly slowly like a black liquid she slide forward, until she was only a length or two from the male, crimson eyes and delicate features settling upon him.- "So then? Shall you continue on your way? Or will you be tempted perhaps to linger a little longer?"
-Maua might not be quite so intellegent as her half sister. But she was more then capable of stringing together clever words when the time called for it.-
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