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 Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 6:00 pm
Finally he had given up and she could only see it in his muscles. Slowly they relaxed meaning she was almost there. A mother? Yes. She would take her in as her own and make her what she believed to be the best of the litter shambe had. Unless she was the only which made it funnier to her. He got caught wither her, he needed her to take her in so he could do as he please.
"Aw. Well that sounds like a princess traits." Filling her head with the flowery would be easy as a child. "Singing and dancing are two very valuable traits in my kingdom. They're treasured and wanted by all.." She leaned her paw forward and slowly lifted up the girl's face. "Yes. You are pretty- but most importantly- will you do everything I say. With no ifs and buts? Only then will you have everything you wish for." A shimmering smirk. Then she looked up at Shambe, still holding her chin. Getting a confirmation on the deal and its closing. After all the hurtles and hoops she was doing with Shambe through words. Was there an end growing near?
"Come Cashile.." Slowly leading her paw away- with barely a touch to her chin..Leading her away from father on her own would be the hardest part- other than Shambe completely letting go.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 6:05 pm
As the cub began to move Shambe almost reflexively reached for her, taking some effort to pull himself back. She would be better off. And if Aqila caught up with him later on there was no proof of his theft. He could say only that he knew the cub was fine. There was some concern in his mind about when he might encounter her again, but it was quickly overshadowed by a sense of relief. "Go with her," he agreed, nodding.
Cashile didn't hesitate, moving with the female's paw. Her eyes were wide, her mind a flurry of possibilities. Princess. She had said it and it wasn't a dream. "I always do what I'm told," she said softly, as if she were falling into a trance, "Of course I'll listen to you... Momma."
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 8:37 pm
"Good." She stated. Then pulled her close and wrapped her paw around her carefully. As if she now owned her. "As long as you do exactly what I say.. you'll never go without my dear." Lifted her paw up to look down at the girl. Right in the eyes. She was truely beautiful. She wasn't like.. Katapatan, Imbra and the rest. She was Hikari- she was something different. Not a guard nor a entertainer of sorts. She can be.. something different. Ears perked up and a shimmering smile as she turned to look over her shoulder.
"When she becomes great.. I don't want you to pull her down." She hissed. "So don't pull her down and come crawling back when she hits the top but of course.. she may need someone to guard her. Later on.. when ever you find it in yourself to be. Well in need." Nodding as she sweetened her words to the little one and held her in close. "The only thing you have to do.. is be pretty and listen to mother Nyoka..thats it. What more can I ask than a beauty like you." Surely she wasn't pregnant now. Nope but she would arrange it to be probably one of her future son's mates or something of the sort. Yes.. she would be of her uses. "You have done well Shambe.. and I will not forget this one." Looking up at him before pulling his daughter in to follow her.. and slowly she stepped just in case a goodbye was in order.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 8:47 pm
Pull her down... Shambe felt a bit offended by the statement, but he could hardly recognize it as that. She was right, he would. As selfish as he was he did hope the best for her. She was his blood after all, the best chance for the future. "Take care of her," he said finally, feeling glued to the spot.
"Goodbye Daddy," Cashile cooed, running over to him for a moment to brush against him. The concept of forever escaped her, so she saw no sadness in leaving him. She was simply going away, to a place where she would be a princess. It was all she had ever wanted and deserved, so why should she be anything but excited? Daddy could find her if he wanted. "I'm ready," she said, turning back to Nyoka, "Take me home."
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 10:35 pm
When parting. It was a sweet event.. and Nyoka- before her children was a conniving thing. Little did she know that the days to come she would have a litter of her own to take care of and the plans she would have for Cashile will slip away in to a kind Nyoka- a strict mother but loving. She would change, but that was far far in to the future for her to tell her now. That her princess days will even now be better for soon she will be kinder than she was now.
Petting the girl when she returned to her side. "Thats a good girl.. " Then turned and bowed her head to Shambe. "You know where to find her? Just come around these parts and a someone will bring you in." Then gave another nod before taking the girl off and watched as a guard came in to 'carry' her off.. offering her to cover her face with a pelt of a dead animal he caught hours before. Dried. Then after brought up to her. "This is to keep you safe. Put it on." Saying this half to the guard then have to the girl. As they were preparing for their leave. SHe looked to Shambe. He did a good thing.. and she could see the pain in his face. For now. It eased her own pains watching others suffer.. but soon she will be in his shoes.
Tails curling and uncurling as she waited til they were done but she stared. Starring him down.. then she turned when the guard helped to lift the girl as to put her on her 'ride' there.
"See you soon. Shambe." Then turned away in hand, a small cheetah waiting to learn everything she could from Nyoka.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 6:37 am
Shambe said nothing, feeling it better in the moment to allow it to wash over him. It was cleansing in a way, twice accompanied now she would be even safer, and he'd been told how to visit her should he wish. Even with the knowledge he doubted he would, the temptation to stay might become too overwhelming and then he would find himself trapped. He needed to stay on the move and forget about her, the same way he had the other cubs.
Cashile sniffed the pelt warily before allowing it to be put on her. It smelled sour, hardly befitting a princess, but she didn't feel as if she could challenge the guard. After all, she wanted Nyoka to believe she was a model of a good girl. Sometimes that meant doing things you don't want to do. As she was lifted up she felt better, ensured that this group wouldn't make her constantly walk.
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