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 Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 6:34 am
jean practically beamed when the cub padded over and rubbed against him happily. It had been a while since he had received praise for something he had done and it seemed like this little guy was just full of positive reinforcement. He set the hare's body down and shook his head.
"I'm going to stay, but I'm not going to eat anything. You need to have your fill and I'm not hungry at the moment, anyways." Okay, so maybe catching the hare and thinking about food had made him a little hungry, but Unnebar was sort of the priority at the moment. The cub needed to be fed and he didn't want to take any of the food away from him.
It never even crossed his mind to wonder if the cub was weaned or not.
"I like to think I'm a nice guy. Go on, Unnebar, eat up," he said with a small, lopsided grin as he settled down onto his belly to watch the cub.
"And when you're done, I'll take you back to the main pridelands. You can stay with me, if you wish."
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 7:24 pm
Une nodded quietly under his idols watch. He seemed to be the most beaming, happy, spunky cub now; despite the lack of muscle mass and the patch of fur missing here and there. When he was told to eat he did so, tearing into the rabbit with his milk teeth. It was obvious he hadn't eaten in a while, perhaps his mother was to far... decomposed for him too. He make little noises of pleasure as he fed; his tail flipping around like a fish out of water.
It seemed like forever, at least to him; before his little distended belly told him to not eat anymore. He sat back on his hind legs, blood on his lips and his eyes half lidded in contentment. He stood up and wobbled over to Jean; and it was certainly his full belly that made him waddle so. He looked up at Jean and then leaned against him. "Une... want to stay with Jean." He said softly, his eyes starting to creep shut.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2012 7:56 am
Jean watched him eat with such a gusto, he really did wonder when the last time the cub ate was. The older male wanted to chuckle at how funny the cub walked and how his little stomach was so pudgy, but he somehow managed to hold back.
"All done?" he asked, though it was more of a rhetorical question. It was quite clear that the cub was through eating. With a large paw, he patted the cub's head before standing and moving away for just a moment. Over the remains of the hare's body, he placed a paw and closed his eyes, sending one last prayer of thanks to the spirit of the beast and the loa that helped him catch it. He probably would have failed miserably if they hadn't surely helped him.
That done, he turned back to Unnebar with a smile.
"Okay, then. Let's go on home." Without another word or waiting for an answer, he leaned down and carefully picked the cub up in his jaws like he had seen a few of the other pride members carry their offspring... and sort of remembered his parents doing.
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