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 Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 9:20 am
Looking ahead, Tu realized that the cave was a distance up off the jungle floor, and the only clear rout that he could see was a fallen tree that made a slightly gradual incline towards the entrance of the cave. He looked to Pumbaa and smiled as he headed towards the log, he kept a slow enough pace so the hog could stick with him and not feel rushed. The log had sank into the ground a bit so there was only a short hop before any user could continue there climb to the cave. He started up the log swiftly but noted the slippery moss that blanketed the once rough bark of this fallen tree. It only took a few moments before he was able to hop off the log and look back to where Pumbaa was, giving him a small grin he waited for his fellow comrade. ”Watch your step friend, the log is a bit slippery…”
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 11:35 am
Pumbaa eyed the log, his tail hanging a bit lower than it had been. He looked too Tu, wishing he had the long athletic legs of a maned wolf. He trotted over too the log, placing his hooves at the very start of the tree. He looked up it and took a deep inhale of breath, lifting one hoof... and putting it back down. He marched in place for a moment, before finally stepping up onto the log. He eased all four legs up, carefully turning to give Tu a wide grin. He then, turned back and took the log-step by step. He was careful... since he did not need to be falling int o the water-though he'd probbly float. He gazed up at the entrance of the cave, his excitment building. He had been looking for a lovely place to sleep and eat and sleep.
He got too the middle of the log before he gained enough confidance to turn and face Tu. His tail was up over his back now, ears stiff and straight... chest puffed out. It's not so slippery He said, a smile on his muzzle. He then, slowly, turned himself around and began top trek up the rest of the log, his hooves echoing against the hollow log.
He finally reached the top, slipping a bit when he jumped too the solid rock of the cave. He didn't dare go inside until Tu followed him across the bridge. He looked over there, motioning with his head. Your turn... I don't trust what I could find in 'ere He said.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 12:06 pm
Tu watched as the warthog crossed the bridge, he smiled when he stepped off the log and he to turned towards the cave. ”So here’s the part where I scope the cave out.” He crouched into a stalking stance, and silently entered the cave. There was no sound after he disappeared into the cave, but from the inside Tu could hear dripping of water and felt the cool moist soil of the cave floor, his vision sharped as the lights dimmed, and easily stepped over the mouth of the quick paced natural spring. It was only a few more steps before he climbed up a few stones to reach the dry hard stone section of the cave, here was where it forked off in two directions, both holes just big enough for Tu to crawl through, he didn’t figure there would be much of a threat and turned back to Pumbaa and called for him, ”the path is clear… It seems as though this is the perfect home for a hearty warthog.” He quickly faced the cave and took a quick scent check towards the holes and couldn’t smell any thing more than damp soil…
Turning back around towards the entrance of the cave he could just make out Pumbaa’s form.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 12:21 pm
Pumbaa stepped cautiosly, taking note of all the dried leaves and such that had collected outside the cave... bonus... There'd be bugs under there... not to mention-
The black form of Pumbaa entered the cave, and at first, it looked as though he had grown a big bushy mane... when in reality it was simply a load of leaves stuffed into his mouth, overflowing over his snout. He walked, with his eyes shut, his head held high. He walked past Tu, and placed the mouth full of leaves down on the one branch of the cave. He then, snouted them around **snuffle shnuffle**-and when he felt satisfied that it would do for now. He looked too Tu and motioned too the side of the cave that was open. You can stay over there if you want too... I wouldn't mind the company He said, walking back out to the entrance, where leaves rustling could be heard.
He managed to get some leaves on his back and ontop of his nose, before he wandered back too the area he first placed them. A perfect nest for a perfect hog. Well, sort of perfect.
He sighed, heaving himself down onto the leaves and snorting around a bit, getting comfortable. It was a warm cave, the incline from the little stream kept out rain water, There weren't many bugs... the sound of water... Protection from storms...
He could raise pigletts here.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 12:43 pm
Watching the warthog he felt the hairs on his mane rose on end and a defensive growl rumbled in the pit of his throat, but quickly realized that it was Pumbaa and the growl turned into a playful whine. Letting him built up his nest he sat down and then slowly moved to his stomach, it was a perfect place to live, and even more so, a big enough cave to live with another family, perhaps Pumbaa wouldn’t mind if he stuck around for a little while.
Pumbaa spoke and it snapped Tu out of his thoughts, ”That would be nice, at least for a little while.” Standing up he quickly moved to the soil, and stuck his nose to the ground, sniffing around. He danced in circles, at points his tail wagged and dug through the dirt then moved to another location and did the same thing, looking back up he had successfully found six large grubs that had took refuge in the mud, ”I don’t find interest in these creatures normally, but I thought perhaps you would like to feast on them.” There was his welcome home gift, and sat next to the last grub he had found, nabbed it out of the ground and let it slide down his throat. Not a particularly filling meal, but it was a ‘slimy yet satisfying’ snack.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 1:05 pm
Pumbaa lazed, his stubby legs streatched out in front of him, the toes of his hooves spread. He opened his mouth and let out a yawn, content in this new location... Timon would have loved it. Pumbaa let these sad thoughts pass through his mind, looking over too the WD with a grin. This place is rather cozy isn't it? He asked, his throaty voice echoing a little bit in the cave. He stretched on the ground, his tail straight behind him.
He liked the company of this fellow. He had met a few others he liked; Eupe the snake... Um.... Not many others actually... so Pumbaa was glad to have met Tu. Even if Tu could be a bit jumpy.
Pumbaa looked over, his movement exageurated like-but it was only cause he was so darn excited.
Really? You mean it? He exclaimed, heaving himself up to bounce over too his new bestest friend. He smiled, looked down too the grubs and with a ' Don't mind if I do made those Grubs gone as gone. ^^
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 1:21 pm
He sighed to himself contently feeling that this cave could offer a lot of things, other than just a home. He stood and watched Pumbaa eat, he cocked his head to the side curiously, because it was the neatest thing to see a creature eat insects so fast, ”You’ve done this before haven’t you?” He chuckled. Looking out of the cave he seen night sky beginning to dominate the light. He turned towards his section of the cave and walked over to it. He peeked his head in slowly and moved it, it was dry and dusty, a perfect place to have pups and another mate. He began emptying out the small hole in the wall, dirt and dusty clouding that section of the cave. He did a few circles and left the small indent in the wall. Covered in dust and dirt and almost violently shook himself off. Then looked to Pumbaa, ”I think I’m going to like it here for a while.” It was a new experience, a new side of Tu, how ever; he was tempted to explore the outer regions of the cave, and claim a portion as his territory…
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:48 am
Pumbaa withheld a belch that had been dying to get out-just cause since Timon wasn't around, he didn't want to seem rude or gross-even though that was pretty much what warthog like him was-a bit gross at times. That was his nature and he couldn't help it. He chuckled at Tu's comment and sat, his tail curled around his short back legs. He turned and watched Tu go too his side of the cavern, sending the sprays of dust and dirt into the air, making Pumbaa snort his nose with a smile.
He stood and went too the outside of the cave again, taking in mouthfulls of leaves to place in his section. He enjoyed a little warmth every now and again. After a few rounds of that, and with plenty of leaves in his section of the den, enough for him to bury into.
Which is what warthogs usually do, they dig burrows-but he wasn't into that kind of thing. Being underground in all-but he found he did like a bit of cover. Anyway, he went outside and began dragging in branches and sticks, to the sides of the caves entrance, to make the opening a big smaller and less noticable. He popped his head up when Tu spoke and he turned, with sticks in his mane. I like it here plently already He said with a laugh. Its nice and safe and warm... just how i like it.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:02 am
Pumbaa working on the entrance to the cave, adding branches leaves and other items to help camouflage it’s entrance. He ran out and began dragging large sticks to the entrance to be put up, he did this several times before he leaned the small branches against the caves entrance, reducing it’s size. It wasn’t too long before the two had successfully made a hole big enough for only a small adult lion to enter. It was now dark inside the cave, and it felt more and more like a home, the only thing missing was some scattered bones from past hunts, how ever, this ideal touch would have to be canceled do to the mannerisms and eating habits of the warthog. Tu figured he’d hunt for game while Pumbaa was either sleeping or adventuring else where.
It was complete and Tu felt satisfied / tired with the work they had done. Looking at Tu he gave him a respectful nod and ran into the cave and straight into his den. Entering his den there where only a few circles made before he laid down and covered his face with his large bushy tail. ”Welcome home Pumbaa…”
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 5:49 pm
Pumbaa snorted around and took note of the many different bugs and took note of all the advantages of this site. The veiw. The access to water. The cave was sheltered, by both the falls but also by the branches and such added too the entrance. Pumbaa was satisfied with how this new home looked. He sighed, staring off into the distance for a moment. He could see some of the sun setting across the plains, sending shivering lights across the Savannah. So, with a satisfied sigh, he looked too Tu and gave a chuckle.
He stood and made his way too his side of the cave, where the dry leaves looked rather comfy. He trotted up too them, snorting them around and then climbed in. He nuzzled around, getting the leaves around him so that he would be snuggley warm..
He rose his head and with a smile said to Tu- Welcome home Tu my friend... and good night. He said, as he lay his head down and shut his black eyes.
He was home
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