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 Posted: Sun Nov 01, 2009 12:24 pm
She glared at him. "No I'm not a leopard! How dare you!" She would never admit her leopard side. She was... After all more cheetah. "Sure I have it in me, but that's not who I am." She said with a bit of anger. She hated them more then anything in the world. "Leopards are lying, back stabbing creatures that have no soul." She spoke with anger. "They just go around hurting others, then running away like cowards." She had too many experiences with the same thing over and over. Though she only met the bad ones, but to her... They all were bad. She didn't trust them and would attack them before they could attack her.
"Nothing of your concern." She spoke as he asked about it. "nothing I want to talk about anyways" She wanted to forget so badly the past, but it kept biting her in the a**. The last time she almost for got, a leopard had jumped out of no where and tried to kill her for no reason. Then again, she did attack a lion for no reason other then she thought he was a leopard at first. She did feel bad about that. But she was sure the leopard knew what he was doing. He looked like he did. She could still see the blood lust in his eyes. She turned her head away from the cheetah.
"It doesn't matter anymore. I can't stand them." She spoke her final word upon the matter.
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 2:14 am
Yeek. Shoulders tightened with the sudden cringe that came over the cheetah, shrinking awkwardly at the suddenness with which Jishin snapped at him. Not who she was? Perhaps Pachi was a little dense, he couldn't possibly comprehend how she could denounce her leopard heritage as if it didn't exist. Listening to her vent about how much she hated their tree dwelling cousins as if they were some kind of demon spawn sent to personally make her life a living nightmare he didn't even consider attempting to convince her that there might be a few worthy of her trust.
Sighing bleakly at her sharp tone Pachinko realized he'd placed himself back at square one by putting his paw in his mouth. Vivid blue eyes were soft with sympathy for her narrow mindedness obviously caused by repeated trauma. Still it was difficult for him to shrug off such harsh words, especially when Himeru came to mind. The meek leopardess wouldn't have hurt a fly and seemed to go out of her way to appease everyone even at her own expense. A-Alright. Alright, easy. Sorry I brought it up...
Canting his head towards her as she glanced away a frown tugged at his mouth. He knew he was well over the line of appropriate conversation, but the question struck him and his curiosity couldn't be contained. Maybe it was his subconscious desire to reason with her poking up its nosy head as he mused softly. So what happens one day when you have cubs? If they turn out to be hybrids just like you, will you hate them too for having leopard blood in their veins?
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 11:37 am
"You can't hate something that you've cursed yourself." She spoke softly. "If they do, I will raise them to believe they are cheetahs too. Even if it's a lie, it's better then letting thing they have anything to do with leopards." If only he knew, but she couldn't tell him. It was the past, and she had to move on. She'd never trust another leopard again, and probably would never speak of the mishaps that had happened to her. Even if one cheetah had been mean to her before, that was different. He must have grown up with leopards for sure.
She looked at the male. "I don't believe any mother with the right mind could hate their own kids, no matter what they were." She couldn't say any mother. For her mother hated her and left her and her siblings. But she was a leopard... All of them had a crazed mind. "And they'd have less in them then I." Her anger had gone for the moment. Her eyes filled with sadness for once. Why had she been cursed?
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 5:10 pm
It was a relief for Pachinko, at least on some small level, to know that the hybrid would not loathe her own offspring at least. It would be a tragic day indeed for some unsuspecting cub to be born to a matron that could not stand the sight of them for reasons of her own personal torment. Still, the monochrome cheetah was almost fascinated by the depth of which Jishin's prejudice ran. Truthfully, he'd never met a creature so filled with spite, clucking his tongue in thought of how mother's were expected to treat their cubs. Being raised by his three brothers, Pachi honestly had no knowledge of maternal affection though he didn't blame his mother for it.
After a moment he ventured further, if only to distract himself from the strange sensation of loss that had begun to blossom in his chest. The idea that he could miss a person he couldn't remember was a foreign concept. At the sorrow in her gaze he tried to word his question more tactfully, uncertain how she might react, but having the inkling that it would be less sedated than the last answer. You'd be a good mother not to despise them for something they could not control, but what about something they could? What would you do if one of your cubs ever fell in love with a leopard? Would you shun them because they don't hold the same beliefs as you? Because.. they don't share the same experiences? Warn them for what you will but eventually they'll have to make their own decisions.. certainly they might feel hatred for leopards at first because it's all you've taught them, but what happens when they finally meet one? What happens if things should turn out differently than they expect?
Canting his head, obsidian ears twitched at the thought, pondering it himself as he asked her to consider possibilities that may have seemed outlandish and distant to her.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 3:01 pm
Anger wanted to raise up in her when he asked his question. Self control was what she needed to learn, with that she took a deep breath. "I can't hide them from the world forever. They would have to learn things on their own. If they choice to be with something so low as that, then that is their choice. I don't expect my children to be with me forever. Once they leave my care, they are free to do as they please." It was all she could really think to say. She didn't expect them to stay with her, nor did she want them to. She wanted them to experience things for themselves. How could they do that stuck with her?
Perhaps that was a harsh way to think of with kids, if she ever had any. To push them out when they were old enough. That was life, wasn't it? It was selfish to make a child stay with their parent forever. It just wasn't right. Then again, she heard stories of prides where families stayed together, but she was sure even then they probably have their ways to get away from their parents at a certain age. "In life there is all types of pains, who am I to say I can't let them experience it themselves?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 1:03 am
Well, it was certainly a more civil than he had expected from the fiery tempered female and at least she could realize that her children wouldn't be at her side forever. Like any other parent she would prepare them for life the best way she knew how. From all that Pachinko had witnessed in his travels there didn't appear to be a set "correct" way to rear cubs only numerous varying opinions depending on each individual's own experiences. Jishin would raise her cubs imprinting her hatred for leopards and perhaps they would hold fast to that ideal, but he hoped for the possibility of future peace in the family. That her offspring might be able to give strangers a chance and in turn possibly open their young, wounded mother to the possibility that not all of a single breed should be punished for the crimes of a few.
He wanted to say that there were all types of pleasures in life as well. That meeting the Leotah's mortal enemy might not have ended in tears and anguish as she seemed to think. He wanted to say very many things, but the monochromatic figure let his thoughts drift away, content for now simply to listen. One could only talk of a subject for so long before it became old hat and the easy-going male wished neither to anger nor upset his current company. Even if they chose to wander in silence for the rest of their time together he would have been glad for the moment of camaraderie. Jishin certainly wasn't the worst he'd had to endure and underneath all her bluster there was a good heart. Lazy head sinking between relaxed shoulders as he strolled beside the hybrid into the horizon which seemed to stretch on into forever. Eventually they would have to part ways, but Pachi hoped that wouldn't mean it was the last time he ever saw the ornery lady that he had foolishly confused for his brother. Answering her thought in a simplistic but unpatronizing conclusion.
You're right.
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 10:39 pm
She wasn't sure what to really say to him. She hoped more words could be spoke between the two of them, though she had lost for anymore words. She had done this whole encounter the wrong way, and she wished he could forgive her for that. She had a hard time being something kind and sweet, and less bitter. Though, that wasn't her at all. She tried so hard, yet every time she did, something happened that wasn't really fair to her. She felt selfish for thinking it, but what was wrong with that? She let herself glance at him for a moment, then decided it was probably best to leave. She put too much upon this male's shoulders that he didn't need.
At least, they had fixed something between them. Made a small amends, she figured. She could leave without regretting not becoming at least neutral with him. He seemed like a nice fellow, even if she did make him seem more like an a*****e then he probably was. She wish she could change what had happened here. Though, there was no changing the past. Only the future. She signed, and looked back at him. "I'm sorry." She said quietly. "I think I should leave now."
She turned and started to go a different direction then him. He'd probably soon forget her, or rather not forget her for the way she acted. She wasn't sure. She knew that one day, if she met him again, she wouldn't treat him as she had today. Hopefully then he could forgive her, and maybe they could even get along. Though, who really knew what was going to happen in the future. She sure didn't. Even if she wish she did.
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