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"Save your strength, young prince. You are bleeding much, I can feel it on my coat, you will need many days rest, perhaps next time you should try a less-dangerous prey...." She would have chuckled to herself, if she had not been dragging twice her own weight, and she didn't wish to insult Mwali either. She spared herself a swift look up to see the distance left to her home and smiled, she had come farther than she had estimated, it wouldn't be long now. She closed her eyes momentarily, lowering her head again, it took all her concentration to support the lion's weight, but if she failed, he could die, and she certainly wouldn't want that. She was sworn to help and protect all of the children of the pride, and it seemed as if Mwali was starting to fit that mold, though she still protested Mufasa allowing him into their home in the first place. She was shaken out of thought as her paw caught on a loose rock, she really should have been concentrating on where she was going. With much effort she was able to keep from falling, but she wouldn't be able to do it again without rest.

((sorry it took me so long xp ))

Ngoyen continued onward, his mind wandering. Before he knew it, he was too deep in to even see the rocks that he had left. But he kept going... and going. He didn't really think about anything. Just stared at the stars, and fallowing them. Finally, his nose bumped into a white tree. No, a bone. An elephant rib. Ngoyen looked around himself. He wasn't in the pride lands anymore.

Sarabi was getting just a little irritated. He was helping her, then suddenly ran off. She couldn't exactly go get him, or they would loose their kill to some other scavenger. Fine. She would get it back to Priderock on her own. It seemed she had to do all the work lately...

Her irritableness could probably be chalked up to her exhaustion and the dull pain in her side. Things would irritate her more easily until she'd had a good rest. Fiercly grabbing up the zebra, she started to dragg it, stopping to rest up for the next big haul for another few feet. Blood leaked from the zebra, staining the ground, and her paw began to throb before she was even halfway there. She growled low in her throat and pressed on, determined to reach Priderock.

Koho easily felt the mass of the male slip from her body, but she could also feel his muscle working independent of her, so he must be fancying himself strong enough to reach Priderock on his own. "At least let me help you, I'm not as weak as you seem to assume." An exasperated smile lit her features to take away the sting, but speaking about getting to shelter was just slowing them down. She noticed quickly that he was only walking with three paws and so quickly slipped under the side that was unstable, securing his paw firmly under him in a sort of living splint. "Come now, the faster we get home, the faster this whole ordeal is over." She was purposely ignoring his apologies, they would need to wait until after everyone was safe, and even then she wouldn't accept them, he was trying at least, that was more than she could even say for herself, she should have kept her promise to him.

((Oh man I am so sorry I haven't been on guys, my mom got a brand new screen for the computer!!! whee ))

Mwali lifted his paw slightly from his eyes at the sound of the new voice, his large head turning just a bit to look down his flank to the newcomer. He had laid with his back to Koho in hopes of hiding his face from her- the anguish and embarassment in his failure to even come close to impressing the beautiful female, the humiliation in his wounds, and the utter grief that he felt in thinking that he had insulted the glorious creature. The new cub seemed to know Koho- he was the brown male that he had seen with his little Jasiri. They would make a lovely pair when they got older in his opinion. The poor little female had felt so terrible about not fitting in with her brown coat- here she found one that looked just like her down to the color of her eyes. At least one had found their place. It was comforting to know that he had done some good in leaving his pride behind. He couldn't help but wonder about them... how was his brother and all the little ones doing? Had his father passed on? Was Kiu the king yet? Too many questions that no longer concerned him. He didn't belong there anymore. Returning would be his death. He still didn't feel very accepted here either. He noted the hatred and fear in the eyes of the other lionesses or creatures that looked his way, the cold manner upon which he was greeted- even after delivering his message and explaining himself.

He shook his thoughts from his head and focused on the scene at hand. It was terribly rude to lay there like a half-eaten carcass and say nothing. Forcing a bit of a smile to his blood-stained lips he greeted the brown adolecent, "Hello... forgive me but I've not had the pleasure of learning your name."

His ears lowered a bit and he sunk into his mane just slightly as the young male snapped out with his name. Obviously this one wasn't fond of his kind either. He truely couldn't understand this spite for the firekin. He wasn't aware of his pride's bloody past or anything else really. He was simply the spare paw incase something happened to his older twin, Kiu. Their father pampered the heir, teaching him of the history of the pride, teaching him to fight, hunt, to rule, and basically ignored young Mwali. As a cub, Mwali and Kiu were close and would often play and live the carefree lives of a youth but as time passed on Mwali was soon forgotten behind the lessons and his brother's infatuation with a lioness from this very land. Mwali then lived his days sunning himself and watching the empty golden desert. Every day was like the day before... he was pampered, spoiled, fat, and lazy. He was tired of all that, tired of spending hourless days laying about and being useless.... tired of being nothing to the pide but another mouth to feed. Not that he didn't like the free food, but as time went on and he grew older he realized how much of a failure his life had been. He was clumsy, slow, weak-dispite his bulk- and had no clue how to be a lion. Leaving was his only chance at a real life... and at love. No lioness would take him dispite him being a prince, he was lazy and they probibly thought he'd produce weaklings for the next generation of the proud firekin.

Quickly masking the emotions in his thoughts he composed himself slightly, "I am Pr-.... er... Mwali. Just Mwali."