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 Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 8:25 am
With teeth still puncturing flesh the lioness hissed her masochistic satisfaction, drove her fangs deeper even after the fight left its body, and finally tore from her hold once Roka presented herself.
Bandele earned her first look. The wince of golden eyes read pain, but held approval just as well. Large, burly males-- it truly had been too long since her last meet with one, and his show of strength (even if it was far from a show) had the lioness salivating over more than just the meal they were to soon consume. She motioned to step forward, over the carcass and closer to Bandele, but the the dangle of her entire arm urged her otherwise. While she dropped back to her rear and toyed with injury, to Roka she sighed.
"Not quite." Pulan's shuffling rolled Rhoma's ear back, and reminded the red lioness of her presence amongst them. "I think it can be, SSsssAhhhh, pushed back in." And silently, as if only to draw Roka's attention to Pulan, their fourth and seemingly capable party member, the lioness turned over her shoulder and feigned a smile at the approaching female.
Pulan moved quickly to their sides as soon as the commotion seemed to settle, crouched and uneasy with the hunt still at hand. Rhoma reassured her that Bandele had not been the one to take a fall, and in that the lioness felt a bit of comfort. Yet, there still remained one of them with an injury and this Pulan could not consciously ignore. "You are hurt, we should take this as a sign. One will be plenty. I am finding myself less hungry then I was before, anyway..."
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 11:35 am
By happy chance, Roka had never been struck violently enough to jostle her bones out of place. Nor was she a medic. The only experience she had with these kinds of injuries was the crackling of her mother's joints as she walked, worn down from years of strenuous labor. If Tanana could recover, odds were in Rhoma's favor.
Attached by invisible string, Roka's eyes followed those of the aforementioned lioness to the third female amongst them. She was surprised to find Bandele had not returned to Pulan, but instead hovered at Rhoma's side to inspect the damage.
Roka was busy debating whether the food was worth the guilt of letting a cripple go hungry when Bandele told a lie.
"It's all right, Pulan," he said. "There's enough for all of us. It's a large zebra."
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 12:01 pm
Pulan let Bandele settle the matter, offering him as direct a smile as she could manage.
Yet Rhoma had an entirely different opinion. Roka's silence disappointed her, so in the nature of her ways the red lioness leaned toward Pulan and in a sharp breath said, "Hardly enough to fill four lions. Look at it." The tiniest curl of her lip hinted to mischief, but it was soon smeared by the look of pain.
It was time to call his bluff.
"It would be silly to let your skills go to waste. Ah, while we have you... Perhaps..."
Pulan's features quickly filled with doubt, layers of distrust building her discomfort. But the probing lioness had no interest in how she would react. No, Rhoma soon turned in a shuffle toward Bandele, and with a tilt of her head inquired.
"Perhaps the two of you could go round up another while they're still frazzled, and she can help me with this wound. Poor thing really is looking sickly."
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 2:37 pm
Shia bean This we can end this one here and start another! BD
The lion nodded.
That settled that.
"We won't be long," Bandele said, more so to Pulan than Rhoma.
As they walked away, Roka resisted asking if it was really a good idea...
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