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 Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 9:27 am
"I think you should give her the cub back," Maktaba said, looking at his companion, whose name he had not yet learned. But something didn't sit well with him, and he protectively stepped in front of the lighter female.
He watched the other one carefully, remaining calm, eyes peaceful.
"He's in no danger. We would like to make sure he's okay. It was difficult, getting him out, and I know he was in pain," not to mention my tail, he added silently, "so forgive her if she's a bit hesitant to hand him over just yet."
He was mostly just trying to cover for Nahmba, looking back at her expectantly, expression indicating that she should probably give the other lioness her cub back before they both found themselves jammed down the crevice.
He wasn't exactly getting the friendliest vibe from the newer female.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 11:24 am
By now, Paiya's hackles were raised. The inability of people to listen to her infuriated her. It was especially true of moments from her supposed pride full of slackers and lions that were full of s**t because they had demons floating around in their head.
If they were asked to step into a real fight, she'd rip them to shreds. She wanted to now.
And here, out here, there was nothing stopping her from doing just that to the male who was asking her to forgive. But, Paiya had been taught patience with all her waiting, and it would take work to make the other two bloody, so she waited.
Nahmba gave a nervous whine and a slight growl as the dust settled between them, but when she saw the muscles of Paiya's chest twitch, she set down the cub.
Alla protested without speaking, not really in the mood to speak, because last time he did that, he had made it worse.
For a moment, it seemed as though she was going to hand the cub back, but then she picked it up by the center, her teeth careful not to hit any soft organs, turned, and ran.
There was a brief second of surprise where Paiya's ears went forwards and then went flat. The next sound out of her mouth was a snarl, and she went after the male first, her claws aiming for his face as she lunged.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 7:06 pm
Maktaba watched the situation carefully. Yes, he was a good sized lion and could hold his own when he was made to, but he certainly didn't like fighting, and avoiding being made to at all costs. He wasn't the most clever, as far as applying fighting moves went, though he could think them up easily enough. He lacked finesse and natural ability, despite all his learning and effort to train.
He just wasn't made for fighting.
Surprised and dismayed when Nahmba grabbed the cub and took off with it, he looked back at the female he had inadvertently helped someone else steal a cub from.
Whoops.
"Now, miss, I know what this looks like, but I'm sure there's some sensible-OH GOOD LORD," he saw her lunging at him and ducked down, trying to avoid getting his face ripped off. He rolled to the side in the same movement, staying submissively low to the ground.
"Hold on a minute! I didn't know she would take off! Shouldn't you be chasing HER."
Not the most brave moves in the world, but Maktaba wasn't the best at being left in the dirt, to deal with a problem he hadn't actually caused. So much for being helpful. No good deed went unpunished, it seemed.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 11:07 pm
There was truth to Maktaba's words, and for once in whatever miserable an existance of a life he may have led, those words probably saved his life.
Paiya's teeth were practically dripping with saliva in her anger, and she had spun around in the dirt when her mark had not met. But the male cowered there, and she loosened up.
For only a moment longer, her eyes lingered on him. "Get up, you pathetic beast," she snapped. Her claws dug into the ground. "Get up, run away, because if I see you on the way back, I will take your tongue as a trophy."
She was already wasting good time, however, and a quick look in the lioness' direction showed the pair was fleeing at a rate of speed much faster than she'd assumed of the light, scrawny little mutt.
Paiya was a fighter, but she was no sprint runner. "s**t," she snapped, and then her feet were digging into sand as well, leaving Maktaba nothing but a plume of fading dust to watch and wonder over.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 2:22 pm
Maktaba frowned. Pathetic? He hardly thought that was necessary...
"My tongue? Oh dear," he said, more to himself than to her. He hardly wanted to draw more attention to himself. He sighed, feeling like a coward. He could hardly let this lioness go after that other one, maybe harm her and the cub. But he also couldn't let the other lioness steal cubs from people.
Coughing on the dust, he debated for a moment before his hero complex, though conflict about just who he was helping, kicked him and he started running after the two lionesses.
"DAMN it." He said to himself, pushing himself to run as fast as he could. He had to see this through to the end. Whatever that was. They were quite a ways ahead of them, though, so they could get away.
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