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 Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:48 pm
Red made out another form just out of his sight and started over there. The king was busy, and since no one else was around, he would se what was up until Mika'il had the time. "Hello?"
Kish'ya looked at him with wide eyes, mouth hanging open. she had though - for SURE! "Well, I... Uh..." she stuttered ove rher words, not sure what to say, though she wanted to accept!
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:55 pm
She pulled back a paw at the voice. "Oh!" Isis turned to face the lion. Took in the flaming tail with fascination. "I apologize for intruding into this Pride. There was no scent border in the desert."
"I understand if you say no. It's a big responsibility." Mika'il looked to Kish'ya. "I can't say I'm offering it out of love, though I am more then fond of you." It could grow into love with time, couldn't it? "I trust you with my Pride."
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:57 pm
Red chuckled, "Yeah, the desert winds do that... My anem is Red XIII, though please just call me Red."
Kish'ya felt more than hurt a thus words, but nodded her head, "Yes, of course I will." It's... almost what I've dreamed of since I was a kit.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 8:01 pm
"Are you the King of the Pride?" Isis ventured. His scent was on the rocks, along with two females and another male. A very, very small Pride.
"Thank you, and I am sorry." He would have nuzzled her cheek, but felt awkward doing so after the events of the day.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 8:04 pm
Red blinked at her a moment - did he seem like a king, "Ah, no. The king was... occupied, but I didn't want to leave you hanging. So I thought I would greet you and call the king, letting ihm know that whne he's free, he can greet you." With that, he let out a roar that was a trademark of his former pride - big, loud, and rough sounding, letting it echo across the lands clearly.
Kish'ya nodded, "I am, too."
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 8:08 pm
Ears perked forward as he clearly heard Red's voice. "It looks as if you get to strart right away, Kish'ya." Mika padded down to the ground. Wound his way to where Red was. "Hello." He eyed the strangly marked lioness. The markings on her coat, the collar... he had seen them on the walls of the Ruins. "Welcome to Desert Kingdom. I am Mika'il, King of these lands, and this is Kish'ya, Queen."
So this was the King. He carried the aura of a King, marked with a crown on his face. "I am Isis, Lioness of the Wind. I wish to join this Pride, if possible."
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 8:19 pm
Kish'ya bowed, but stayed quiet (besides her greeting to Isis), especially when she saw the very confused look on Red's face as Mika'il announced her as the queen.
Queen? He would ask questions later, not wanting to look bad when they had a new guest here.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 3:42 pm
Sakhmet lingered for a time, gaze trailing after her mother and brother even after they'd vanished into the distance. She didn't know what to think. The family she'd never truly known had been together and gone again in about what amounted to the blink of an eye, with promises of bloodshed in the future.
It didn't take much to guess what had taken place between her parents; they'd discussed it, after all. The princess didn't regret supporting Mika'il. Not in the slightest. She knew the turmoil he'd gone through, and she knew full well how a kingdom should work. Even that aside, he was her father. She would have supported him no matter which path he'd chosen... that wasn't about to change now. But that didn't make it any easier to watch things unfold.
She shook her head as she started off to join the rest of the pride. Sakhmet could take the time to sort herself out later.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 1:58 pm
((With -TS- Alex's agreement, the Pride is skipping some time))
The Desert King paced outside the Royal's Den. Kish'ya was inside, going through the painful process of birthing. Isis was with her, but he was still nervous. Hence pacing. His mate and Queen was in pain and he could do nothing about it.
Time had paced since Jager and Leanna had left the Desert Kingdom. He had grown closer to his Queen. Fallen in love. Surprising how what you were looking for was often under your nose. He knew, this time, that he would never find another like her. Would never love another.
The grown male almost tackled the Egyptian Lioness. "Is she ok?"
Isis chuckled at her King. "She is alright. You have two cubs. A male and a female."
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 2:04 pm
Kish'ya had already licked the littlegirl clean, and had her snuggled against her belly, in the process of cleaning the little boy. /she was exhausted and hurt all over, but had never been happier. She had cubs with her mate - the love of her life - and was caring for a pride with him.
Red sat patiently outside the cave, watching his king pace, waiting for the birth. He smiled inwardly - Kish'ya was living a dream, and he couldn' have been happier with her. As Isis announced that she was fine, he stood and padded over to the pair. A boy and a girl!
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 2:19 pm
Sakhmet had attempted patience... but while she wasn't pacing like her father, the lioness couldn't help but fidget. One more step to a fresh start for the pride, and a new beginning for her father (who far as she was concerned, deserved nothing but the upmost happiness).
It took little more than Isis' appearence to send the princess springing to her paws, a broad smile sweeping across her face at the news. Boy and a girl; a baby brother, and a baby sister. She was a sister again... and this time, she would relish every chance she had to know the both of them.
She gave Mika'il a brief, but affectionate nuzzle. "Congratulations, Father."
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 2:33 pm
Mika nuzzled his daughter. Leapt to his mates side. "Kish'ya, my heart, are you ok?" He licked her cheek, concern in his eyes. Then blooming joy when he saw the bundles by her sides. A little girl with the calico pattern in desert rose colors, and a boy of tan. "They are... beautiful."
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 6:58 pm
She gave him a gentle, but exhausted smile, "Only because of you..." She could feel the kits gently breathing as the rested against her stomach. Oh, how good rest sounded, but with Mika'il here, she would struggle ot stay awake as long as possible.
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