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 Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 5:42 pm
The one absolutely fantastic thing about cubs was that they grew up.
If they didn't, Triv would have surely died months ago. Now what they were finally growing into themselves, his daughters grew independent enough to allow him a bit of time alone. Mostly. Well, with less then six of them around at least. Since he was a guy he apparently was doomed to never understand their deep complexities anyway.
The unfortunate part of this whole thing was that he ended up thinking about his first daughter allot. It wasn't that he wanted to forget her so much as he didn't really have any right to think of her, regardless of how guilty he was when he did. Guilt wouldn't fix anything.
And besides, he had more then enough trouble with the daughters he had a right to, and the lioness he was attached to. Ha, he could not have a normal relationship, could he? Regardless, another one of the side effects of growing up was that he and Hasana had to teach the six little hellions to hunt. And since they were absolutely uncontrollable, and as loud as elephants, when they were together, they had to be taught individually. And well. He was starting to think it MIGHT be easier to just... not teach them and hunt for them for the rest of eternity. Heck, then he'd be sure that they weren't running off with strange boys, right?
Well, onto Hahi. The dramatic daughter. This one was undoubtedly going to be one of the more troublesome, seeing as to how she never seemed to shut up. She had to learn though, so...
"Remember to keep quiet, and move slow. Don't get too tense or you'll give yourself away," he said softly, still a good deal from the prey, some sort of small horned animal capable of dealing with the trees. A gazelle or deer or something.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 5:57 pm
Ohahira was not one of those deep complexities of daughters that had doomed Triv so. This was because the word 'deep' should not dare consider itself worthy enough to explain the downward spiraling void of drama and woes that was this particular daughter.
And Triv, poor Triv, stuck with her and five others.
"What a world!" Hahi wailed as she trudged along beside her father. "At birth I was doomed to kill those who we lions consider weaker?! But are the birds who fly free truly something to be pitied?! Or is it us, those trapped on this cage we call a ground, the beasts that should be felt sorry for? Is death the price of the birds freedom! MUST WE KILL OUT OF JEALOUSY?!"
Not that Triv had said anything about hunting birds. But she knew that's what Mother had planned on tracking for the ones she was teaching, and she could only assume Father would follow her lead, since it seemed to her he always did.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 6:08 pm
Triv flinched.
Their aging was a boon; unfortunately, they weren't quite old enough to have their big girl voices yet. The shrill voice grated in his ears, and he only barely caught the message, something about... birds being free.
"Hahi, honey, please, for the love of al that is holy and good, try to be quiet. Jealousy or not, unless we catch something you're going hungry tonight."
He sighed; noting that there was NO way in hell the scent he was trailing hadn't heard that.
"We aren't eating birds, I don't like them, too small," okay, he lied. He just wasn't quick enough to grab birds.
"I was thinking furrier," he stopped, sitting down to think and scratching thoughtfully. Oh, a very carefully crafted look of think.
"Whatabout... rabbit?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 6:12 pm
The female pouted. It was a pathetic but heart-wretching expression, meant to evoke pity on whoever was present. It didn't work so much on her sisters, at least not all of them, but there were times when either parent would cave.
"A-A rabbit?" Hahi stuttered, eyes wide as saucers. He wanted her to...kill a...bunny? As if she'd been struck, the still-sort-of-cub fell to the ground and her dramatic display of words turned into full-blown wailing.
"I won't do it! I won't do it! I won't do it!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 6:22 pm
Triv was not looking at Ohahira. Most of they time he tried not to look any of his girls straight in the face. They did strange things to his mind and heart. Especialy the dramatic ones. Always wanting something, and knowing full well how to get it. One slightly quaking chin and he was out.
"Yeah, a ra-"
He didn't get far. A full blown fit ensued, one of epic, amazing porportions.
"Hahi, calm down," he pulled himself up, hovering over his daughter, whom, in all ways, appeared to be dying. If she didn't do this... quite often he might have been a little more then flustered, "you've had rabbit before!"
A few more seconds and he gave up, "FINE NO RABBITS."
That left him with very little options. He didn't want to go too big, and he HATED hunting birds, plus, she'd already pitched a fit about that.
Geeze, he needed to swear off breeding forever.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 7:49 pm
Ohahira died, in the dramatic sense, a good twenty times a day. Hasana had once said her actual death was most likely going to be quiet if not dead silent, under the theory really dying made lions behave differently.
"That death is on your paws!" Hahi shierked at him. Yes, she'd already had a rabbit, but she hadn't killed said rabbit.
The second Daddy dearest informed her there would be no rabbit slaughter, she was back on all fours and stood with a great composure. "Oh, wonderful! Run free, little rabbits, run free!" It was mostly birds that took off at her shrill call.
But Ohahira was not naive to the delima she had presented before her father. He was big and slow and couldn't catch birds, and she was small and couldn't take down too much yet. Without rabbits, the choices seemed slim.
"I will eat bugs!" she announced.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:45 pm
A pained expression crossed Triv's face, eyes closed, terribly put-apon. Sometimes he thought this girl was karmic justice.
"Yes, run free rabbits," he muttered, trying to compose himself. This was going to be difficult. Why, oh why couldn't Hahi have been a son? Then Hasana would have taken her. Oh why was he so cursed?
It was that moment when Ohahira made the most... disgusting suggestion... he had ever heard... ever.
"What!?No!"
He stopped, aware that she wouldn't listen. It wast time for him to be clever!
Triv was not very clever by nature though.
"Uhm, Hahi, you know," he paused, trying to word it right, "bugs have feelings and families and lives too? What gives you the right to decide one creatures life is worth less then anothers? You should, uh, strive to kill less creatures, one, uh, gazzelle instead of a million bugs."
He stopped.
"Because the bugs will get revenge for your tresspas on them."
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 9:55 pm
Ohahira froze.
Was Father...? Was he actually being sensible? And more than sensible, he was being right! Who was she to decide such things?! She'd made a horrible mistake! One that needed to be corrected!
Once again, the lioness toppled over. "What horrible truth is this?! Have I been wrong all this time? Yes! I'm a murderer reguardless of what life is taken! My only option is to die here to atone for my sins. Father, GO! Tell Mother and the Sisters I will miss them!"
Hahi went totally limp, as if already dead.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 11:41 pm
He knew there was a reason he didn't attempt to reason, or overthink things, or plot. Because it always screwed things up worse.
Maybe he could just feed HIMSELF to Hahi and eliminate these troubles.
He didn't think he'd get off that easy though.
"Hahi, you can't die. It is our job to perserve the balance so that the prey don't eat all their food and they don't all starve to death. And stuff. Plus, your mom would be pretty angry at me."
Maybe. Or not? Who could tell.
"Howabout we just try PARTS of hunting? Like tracking? Or driving your father insane?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 5:13 pm
Hm. Starving was a bad thing, yes. Worse than that was the risk of Mother's wrath. Ohahira had never experienced it, but she had heard tales of how the anger of a mother was more fierce than anything else in the world. Scary.
The cub rose, looking thoughtful. "I must consult with Mother about this." She nodded, apparently to herself, and as if Triv wasn't there bounded off.
An hour later, Hasana was sighing heavily and nudging the limp, fainted form on the ground.
This girl would never learn...
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 5:37 pm
Triv blinked after the retreating form of his daughter.
Well, at least he'd gotten out of having to teach her. He might have to do hunting for her until the day she died (and lie about the origins), but at least he wouldn't have to worry about any sceezy males persuing her. He didn't think that anyone but the most patient, good lions would be able to put up with her.
Heck, he couldn't put up with her.
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