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 Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 5:52 pm
There was no dense air about the too of them. No cracks in the air of tension. Nothing. It never existed. The feelings of being scared and unworthy vanished a bit ago. It seemed it all had been put down in the dirt and trampled by a family of elephants. There was a little uneasiness within that body however that would always remain there. Whether it shrunk or grew was unknown however. Hopefully it would diminish to a much smaller size. Currently staring strait into the eyes of the dark Jawara, the gold hues held still. Not quivering. Nor where there any muscles in her own body that shook. Ears did move like human radar dishes to focus forward. The stale clear expression changed as a smile spread across the lioness'. Releasing a sigh she kept her head a little bit up as she stepped to the side, to rub up against Jawara in her own little way of saying thank you. Turning around she laughed. "I s-suppose I c-c-can." The stuttering was back but she was nervous.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 6:11 pm
Jawara smiled, never realizing he had been holding his breath until he breathed in a gulp of air once Misae turned away. He really was love-struck. "Can? I believe you will." In a few steps, he was standing beside her once more, cautious as he bent down and rubbed his cheek against hers to show that he believed in her. "I know you are a member of our family. We're a family." Any lion of Pride Rock was a member of the pride's family. No matter who one's parents were, or where he or she was from, once a lion becomes a member of the pride, that lion is a member of their family. It was the warrior's belief, and he prayed Misae would feel the same.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 4:03 pm
A little smile slowly started to grow on Misae's light sand colored face. Emphasizing the white eyeliner markings above gold hues. A simple little motion caused that look to change. Eyes widened at the feel of Jawara's cheek against her own. Tensing up for a few simple seconds, Misae forced herself to relax. No more of that. Well. At least not so often. It was going to be a no no. On the bad list of things to do. Returning a smile to her face the mid sized lioness laughed a little. "F-f-family.." Looking away for a second she contemplated a series of words. "Family.. f-forever." That's all she could really put together. But she was mighty proud of that little two worded sentence. Even if half of it was nothing but suttering. Didn't matter to her. She laughed a little all the same. Misae was in a good mood right now. Intended to stay that way.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 5:09 pm
Jawara's expression softened with Misae's slightly words. She was truly growing, and it made him glad he was the first one to see her transformation begin. It would be slow, and by no means would it mean she would become the perfect lioness. She was perfect enough for him. "Yes, a family, forever." Gently nudging her with his shoulder, he nodded towards the savanna farther out, away from Pride Rock. "We can continue walking, if you want." It would be a waste of their time together to just return to the pride, and he didn't feel like chatting with the other males anymore.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 6:45 pm
The nudge to the shoulder made the skittish lioness shy away a little but not for long. Misae returned to her place right beside Jawara with a good small smile. "Of c-course~" One of the original intentions of the lioness coming out here was to try and ge to re-know the Pride Lands. It having been an entire year since the last time she had set paws on the savannah. The simple sight of it made Misae keep some sort of light in her eyes, gazing out at the forever going grasses. The tan colors swaying in a slight breeze. Animals off in the distance enjoying the sun and the plenty of grass to munch on. Ears relaxed and settled back. Glancing at the dark male for a second or two, she took a step forward, the tip of her tail flicking once or twice. There was great anticipation. She missed this place... Missed being home. It was nice to feel the familiar rays of the warm sun.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 7:41 pm
"Great," Jawara grinned before suddenly saying, "Race ya'to the water hole!" He was running as if he was chasing prey, but not at such a fast pace. He didn't want to tire himself out, and he wanted to make sure Misae didn't go the other way. The lioness needed some fun, and if they were going to be out here, they might as well have a friendly and fun race. Besides that, Misae wouldn't be able to beat him as fast as she was. He was a warrior, and, as a warrior, he had speed and grace as well. She wouldn't win if she took up his challenge.
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 12:02 pm
The dark male had Misae's gold gaze locked on him in a different light at the simple word 'race'. Watching Jawara take off already as if chasing something, the mid framed huntress was going to be after the warrior. May not be hunting but this triggered something within the lioness' head. Paws moved infront of the other. Repeating to grow into a slow trot. Quicker and quicker they moved. Propelling Misae's form forward. Soon the trot was a bit of a jog. A few steps and it was a run. A full blooded run would have caused her to quickly pass the dark warrior. Not what she wanted. Though it was a race, there was play. Full on play. Not really anything serious. Eventually though the young lioness' strides grew in size and she was running. Full run. Easily over sweeping the male. Muscles built into her frame, specifically bred for this sort of task and taking down prey, it made it easy. Paws barely hitting the savannah dirt and flattened grass before they were lifted again. That body seemed to streamline almost. Misae started to laugh. She was having fun!
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 11:21 pm
Jawara's jaw dropped as Misae suddenly ran passed him in a cloud of dust. "Hey!" Picking up speed, the rosy-brown male lion charged after the lioness, his heart beating faster and faster as an instinct took over him. He knew what he was feeling, what he wanted, but he would resist because she was not his and never could be unless she agreed to marry him. It was the only way it'd work out for the both of them. "Jeez, you run—fast." He panted as he caught up to her, his paw matching each step the lioness took in her run. His tail streamed behind him like a fish swimming upriver, and his fur was slicked against his body as he ran.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 11:03 pm
Paw after cream colored paw, Misae was gracefully gliding across the savannah grasses. Not in the least thinking about the fact that because of this, the frame was ahead. A couple of seconds passed and soon Jawara was beside the lioness in stride. Gold eyes shined with some sort of emotion of amusement. "Of c-course~ I was b-bred this w-way~" The voice was a little rough from the speed and the movements they were doing. Her body not really meant to talk and act at the same time. Than again wasn't too used to this. But it was all fun and games. Causing herself to go a little bit faster. As they neared their destination, the speed errupted. Misae wasn't going to lose. A lioness was naturally built to be quicker than a male. Even have more stamina. Weighter Jawara was a warrior or not had nothing to do with it. Misae was a huntress. She was a Pride Huntress. She was built this way.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 8:59 pm
Jawara laughed, managing to stay only a tail-length behind Misae, though he did aim to win their little race. Adding a burst of speed to his stride, he managed to return to her side, but he was only at her shoulder. "Yes, you certainly are built for speed. Oh look, the water hole." He panted, glad to see the water hole appear closer to them than before they began running. In a couple of more strides, they'd be at the water, and the race would be finished. It was enjoyable to run alongside Misae. She kept the race fun, and just being near her made Jawara a very happy lion. He wondered if she would realize his feelings for her, but he doubted she would so soon. The other lions and lionesses may notice, but it always seemed the case that the crush is always the last to realize his or her friend's real feelings for him or her.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 3:39 pm
It was amusing to race against a warrior. A male whom was even close to matching the speed of a lean and lithe lioness. Misae wasn't one to brag but she knew extremely well what her body was capable of. Taking a deep intake of oxygen, blood fueled and flowed with each heavy heart beat. Working those muscles like they have been. Forcing the light colored lioness to charge up. Lips twitched as she forced herself forward. Over powering the physical capabilities of her own body. Jawara would now be at her mid frame. Around her ribs. Just a stride away she launched herself into the air, landing straight into the cool water. Straight away cooling down the overheating body. Standing up to her chest in water, Misae had to let out a good little laugh. Feeling comfortable now. "Hahaha~" Misae was having fun. Would continue to have fun hopefully. This was all good and dandy. "S-seems I win~"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 9:34 pm
THe dark male charged into the water, tackling the lioness under the cool liquid with a laugh. The water soaked him through his fur, and cooled his body off as well. Laughing with glee, the male licked Misae's cheek, lost in the moment as he laughed with joy. "Yeah, you win, but you're the prize I rather have, Misae." It took a split second for the warrior to realize his faults and step back, horrified at his own impulsiveness. Misae was going to hate him now. "I'm—I'm sorry, Misae. I didn't mean to say that to you. i'm really sorry." Another step backwords, water running down from his mane as his pale blue eye stared at the lioness for several mortified seconds. He couldn't run, his body was frozen in place.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 10:04 pm
Everything was fine and dandy. Oh so good and happy. A split second was all it took for bright eyes to realize something was about to happen. Having reaching the water first seemed to have been a good idea. It still was. But the result caused a playful chain reaction. Misae found herself watching almost in slow motion to a large male tackling her. Whole body engulfed in water, she fought to emerge. Laughing the lioness took a feint swipe with claws sheathed. Barely heaving enough time to shake out her cream fur, that whole body froze on contact. Contact of what? A tongue had ran up that furred cheek. Hues rotated in their sockets and locked straight at the face of Jawara. Had that just happened? Really happened? Did the male really show some sort of phsycial affection. Ears lowered as so did her head. Unsure of the situation that mind reeled with thought. At the mere sound of his voice once again, Misae lifted her head slightly. "D-d-don't apologize.. Y-y-ou s-surprised me... B-b-but what exactly d-d-do you m-mean?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 10:56 pm
Jawara tripped over his own paws as he began trying to explain himself to the lioness, though it didn't go so well. His own stuttering kept his words at bay. "I—well—it—ah..." Ears pressed against his skull in embarrassment, the lion decided to simply change the topic. It was better than keeping up this embarrassing situation. "H-hey, why don't we play a game in the water, eh? We can try to throw sticks far into the hole and see who throws it father." It was a lame tactic, but it was better than admitting his feelings for the lioness.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 11:21 pm
Watching body language had its advantages. Ears pressed and the obvious difference in body posture made a mind reel once more with thoughts. Though the topic had changed a bit. Misae clearly noticed the change. The stuttering made it questionable. She herself stuttered out of nervousness. Was this male nervous that much? "N-no. I w-want my question answered." Realizing she was being a little too forward the lioness stepped back a step or two just feeling a little in the wrong. "P-please.." That made it better. More polite. Not so overbearing and forward? Right? Seemed good enough to her. Hopefully it didn't backfire. Misae was enjoying herself out here with Jawara. She was having fun. Had been having fun however. Standing here in an awkward stance wasn't really helping. None the less. Waiting.
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