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 Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 7:06 am
Eusi shifted and eyes pride rock with a heavy dose of sullenness slipping into her facial expression. She was so bored! She needed to get out of this place, she'd decided. Her tail flicked back and forth and after a minute she sat, still staring up at the large rock with her crimson eyes. But when should she leave, where should she go? She huffed lightly and her right ear flicked.
She didn't know any surrounding lands, but it wasn't as if she had any attachments here!
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 8:04 am
Mastema once again had gotten away from the rock, prancing through the grasses like the large cub that he was. Of course, his adolescent mind had matured, however his only defence was the child-like outlook on life. Not too long ago, his mother and father both fled for his sister, and his brothers seem to seclude his even moreso as if he were the one to run them off.
And yet, as it hurt his heart and mind to think such thoughts, they continued to haunt him through dreams, so to get away from it he simply got away from real life. His only option, the day-dream visions that helped him so much.
Today he was scouting through the graveyard, the mists pooling around his paws dispite the feel of the grasses. His eyes held the visions until they almost were real, and his giggles curled through the savannah while he jumped on rocks, pretending they were skulls waiting to be claimed as his own. Mastema was in his mood again, and hence once more, he was alone.
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 1:23 pm
Her eyes flickered over the grasses as she began to move, her body was slowly getting more sleak and certainly 'older' looking. She was quite pleased with the muscles forming, which obviously were do to much play at chasing the annoying little critters around these parts.
She began to hum slightly as she moved, eyes sliding along the horizon. Wouldn't something just spring up and offer her a good chase? She huffed and fell silent, slowly getting lost in her own thoughts.
It wasn't before long, however, that she realized she was approaching the elephant graveyard. Her mind seemed to be at ease though, she liked it in the dreary place more than she did in her own homelands.
"What the..." She mumbled, crimson eyes flicking with interest over a male her own age, flopping around like a half-stupid cub. She snorted, shaking her head. "Curious." Her eyes moved over his mane, it was like her brothers. Though she hadn't a clue that she was related to Mastema.
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 1:54 pm
His daydream faded as he finally touched the sands of the graveyard, and a sudden gulp sounded loudly from his maw as his eyes looked at the real image before him. Blinking a few times to clear it away, he suddenly shook his head, mane included. Still, the sight and deathly smell never faded and he scampered away from the lands as he felt on his hind end.
"W-What!" He cried out with a sort of screech, before shivering slightly. Never had he been there, so it surprised him greatly that his dreams were real, and made his question it as well. Turning, he suddenly halted at the dark sight of the other lioness, and just held his breath a moment.
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 2:02 pm
Her ears flicked back and perked again, a curiousity coming over her. Had he not realized where he was... was he afraid? At his age... of a silly little bone yard? She snorted and slowly began to slide toward him. "Spot something spooky?" She called to him, her way of greeting the other.
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 2:21 pm
"Yep." He said in a peep of a response, before catching his footing again and looking over her form. Ears perking behind his mane, he tilted his head a moment before eying her once more, curious as the feline that he was.
"Are you a Pridelander?" The question was soft and hopeful, planned when she was in comfortable hearing range and he hoped he didn't offend or act hostil in his sort of greeting.
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 4:09 pm
She shook her head in a disappointed manner and snorted. "Males shouldn't be spooked so easily." She scolded, head tilting at his question. "Of course I am a pridelander. Are you a pridelander?" She eyed his coat again and madea face, too many colors going on, even if they were simular. "I must say, you do have quite a bit of that ugly goldish color most of the brats around the pridelands have. My own family included.." She rolled her eyes. She much perfered her father's dark coat color over her mother's golden one.
"Anyways... you are a bore. I'll see you around." She snorted and moved off.
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