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 Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 8:16 pm
"I see..." Safura sighed. Amani and Jinamizi were the only two female friends she had. Otherwise, she had more male friends, if she counted Kor and Tama. Of course, she had yet to meet Kor's family, but what the hey, she still considered them, since she was going to meet them anyway.
"The Pridelander I met... well, it's almost like I'm in a tale of forbidden love..." she muttered to herself, not quite realizing that she had spoken her thought aloud, no matter how softly she had said it. "He's... something else. I can't help but feel... so... attracted..." She went into a dazed sort of mood, but soon snapped out of it, face flushing once again.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 8:35 pm
Amani sighed sweetly and laid down.
"It sounds possitively wonderful. You're lucky, Safura. The only males I've ever met were Harabu, that really shy little male we met that one time, and the male with the two colored eyes, remember?" she said, ending with another little girly sigh. She tail swished lightly back and forth and the butterfly casually opened and closed its wings a few times. She wondered if it was ever going to leave her alone, but was slowly getting used to the feeling of it on the tip of her ear. It was almost like a peice of jewelry or something.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 8:39 pm
Jinamizi quickly jumped in the air, and suddenly saw two female lion's right in her landing area. Her eyes became wide with shock as she was about to colide with the two. "Look out!" She shouted out to the two, but it was too late. She came crashing down on the darker colored lion with the red eyes like hers.
"Oh man..." She growned as she shook her head. She looked down to see the lioness under her, and quickly jumped off. "Oh gods I am so sorry." She said as she backed away, hoping that she wasen't going to kill her or anything.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 8:50 pm
Amani's butterfly took to the air and flapped about unhappily before landing back on her ear. Amani, herself, bit her lips together to keep from laughing at the scene before her. She recognized the black lioness, Jinamizi, she thought was her name.
She looked so worried as she apologized and Amani really wanted to assure her it was just an accident, but she feared if she opened her mouth she'd start laughing uncontrolably.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 7:15 am
"Ack!" she cried, when she felt something--or rather, someone--land on top of her. "Ow..." she murmured, feeling an amazing sense of deja vu. She could swear that she'd been pounced on at least five times throughout the syncopated she had encountered new and old friends.
The other body moved and she stood, shaking her head, putting a paw on her head, as if that would shake away the sudden collision to her skull. Turning to look at the other, she sighed, but then began to laugh. It was pretty funny, now that she thought of it. "I remember you!" she said, laughing all the more. "You're Jina, right? Jinamizi?" She had wanted to play with Jinamizi before; Amani had seemed so quiet and shy and boring.
But Jinamizi? No. Jina had actually wanted to play. But she wasn't too bold... then again... Safura managed to control her laughter. "What... What are you doing way out here in the Pridelands?" she asked, calming down, though she still spazzed out in soft giggles from time to time. She just thought that the situation was ironic. There was always someone landing on top of her: Kiji, Kor, and now, Jina!
"Well, I'm going to wander off now. I'll see you guys later!" She moved past the others and moved further into the Pridelands. "I'm off to see if I can find my friend! Bye!" she called, and vanished into the grass.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 8:50 am
Moyo trotted along the desert-like soils, brushing by a few blades of grass. Voices reached her ears: all female, and all sounding like her age. The temptation to watch was too big to deny.
She trotted over softly, paws not making a sound on the grainy sand. Moyo crouched behind a thicker bush of grass. There were a few small boulders around, but none closer enough nor big enough for her to sit and watch.
The sight of a lion jumping on another made a smile come to her face.
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