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 Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 10:50 am
Time with her cubs was time Azriell enjoyed, no matter how much it tired her. Spending time with each of them was something she enjoyed trying to achieve, so she got to know each one individually. And she felt it even more important to do this now, since she was planning on moving away. They were to stay behind, however. Just because her place wasn't here in the Pridelands, it didn't mean theirs wasn't. She'd love it if they were to come and join her out in the Bahari'mtoto once they were older, but she wanted them to make that decision themselves. Not have it thrust upon them by her own unsettled mind.
"Adisa, cooed the mother gently, having just finished with the more boisterous of the two twins - Taku - and now ready to wash his brother. Taku raced off to play again with his other siblings, but Azriell fixed a harsh gaze of her emerald eyes on the palest cub, signalling for him to come closer so he could be washed.
"It's your turn, Adisa."
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 12:32 pm
 Asida frowned as his mother called him forth, he didnt like the idea of bath time anymore. He was of an age where he felt it was okay to be dirty if he so choose. When he was fully grown he would take baths only when he wanted to! He hung his head low and marched towards her like someone marching towards their grave. He really didnt like bathtime. "Yes momma."
He Huffed as he sat down in front of her, eyes closed waiting for the licking to begin. His tail flicked to and fro and his little paws kneeded at the ground, picking at the soil and the leaves. He wasnt even that dirty! Besides after this he was just going to go and play in the dirt some more... what was the point? While he didnt understand, or like it, he would obey his mother rather than get a scolding.
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 1:09 pm
Azriell couldn't help but smile a little, chuckling to herself at the look on her children's faces as they reluctantly came up for a bath. She wasn't a clean freak - not by a long shot. But she did like her children to look clean and well groomed, and they weren't yet of an age where they were happy to do that themselves. Therefore, she had to do it for them. Carefully nuzzling her nose into the top of Adisa's head, she began to clean him gently, her rough tongue running over his dirty fur.
"How do you get so dirty?" she asked, partially to herself and partially to Adisa, both in mild amusement as she used a paw to secure his position and stop him from wriggling. "You're almost as bad as warthogs."
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 12:37 pm
Above all his mothers tongue tickled, that was the worst of it. He giggled a little and squirmed against her paws and tongue as she began to clean him. He didnt think he was that bad, sure he had a nice layer of dust on him but in the savannah that could happen in five minutes. He looked down at his paws and attempted to swat at his mother with one. All four where mud speckled. "Mud is fun!" this was a true statment, though mud could only be found when there was water.
"I think warthogs have a wonderful time of it, they wallow in the mud all day. It looks fun! I didnt get my whole body dirty momma!" he said to defend himself.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 1:25 pm
Azriell growled a little at her son's protests to the cleaning, though they were more playful than anything. The swatting only rose giggles from her, her own larger paws moving from holding him in place to instead begin swatting him back, though she was extremely careful not to hurt the cub.
"Fun?" she questioned, pausing in her task to look down at Adisa with wide, bemused emerald eyes. The pause only lasted for several moments, however, and she soon continued with the cleaning of her son. Large paws carefully rolled him over to allow her better access to his back, before securing him in place once more.
"Warthogs," she answered, though this time she didn't pause in her cleaning, "Are dirty animals who don't have mothers to clean them. And you always have your bath at this time - don't pretend you didn't know it was coming."
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 11:46 pm
It was true he did know it had been coming, but that didnt stop him from trying to stop fate. Sometimes he could be so stuborn he thought he could move mountains. Like he was a hero in an epic tail, such a thing as dodging bath time was a battle worthy of the times.
His tail flicked to and frow as he growned inwardly though a giggle escaped him at both her playful swats and her tickling tongue. His fur stood out in funny little tuffs, some strait up and others matted down to his skin. He looked like a half bald hedgehog that had been rolling in the mud.
"But momma! we eat the warthogs, and they taste just fine with out baths." it was logical in his mind.
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 8:59 am
This did amuse her so, although pride welled within the lioness' heart too. her son was growing up just fine, into a strong, handsome young male who was certainly going to be the type to worm his way out of any trouble he got himself into. A grin spread her face, but she still didn't stop in her cleaning - at least not until she was done.
With one last lick, she released Adisa from her grip, smiling at him with both an amused and fond expression. "They may taste fine, but they don't look so. My children aren't going to go out looking like warthogs, thank you very much."
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 1:41 am
Adisa sprang from her paws as soon as her grip had loosened. He shook himself and wiggled about. He took a few steps and then began to bound away from his mother shaking his paws and wiggling about. He had thoughts about going strait back to the watering hole to wallow in the mud and splash about but deep down he knew that if he did it would be more scolding than it was worth. There for, he would wait awhile before he went back.
"yes momma." He said as he spun around suddenly to face her. He flicked his tail to and fro, and with lack of siblings around momma looked as good a target to take out his pent up engery on as anyone else. He pressed his belly to the ground and wiggled his rump high in the air. "can we play now?"
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