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PostPosted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 12:33 pm


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His coat wasn't exactly visable in the grasses of the rogue lands, though he could probably be described as custard yellow, the dark maned male fitted in pretty well amongst the dry grasses. Of course the fact that he was bouncing through the long grass like a kangaroo most certainly made him stand out.

For a very large though slender lion he could certainly look like one huge bouncy cub. His dark mane floated around in a silken manner, falling over deep orange eyes.He was certainly having a fun time. He could only do these things on occassion. With his new mistress calling the shots the big yellow lummox hardly had any time to simply frolic any more, which really was what he liked to do the most.

He even laughed like a cub, the warm savannah air lightening his spirits, it was definately a day for fun, or so he thought...
PostPosted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 9:43 pm


A deep red lioness stalked through the grass like a wraith, silent and brooding. Today was one of those days... Nothing seemed to be right. The brightness of the sun, the soft breeze in the grass, the singing of the birds, it all seemed to be mocking her.

Kiuma grumbled to herself as she padded along a worn game trail, ears pinned her head and tail hung low. Baala... where was that girl? She had claimed she could keep up, but when Kiuma had been ready to go, she hadn't. She didn't have time to be constantly looking for the youngster, nor for waiting around for her. Who knew where her sons were now?

Her thoughts moved sluggishly, circling like buzzards. The frown on her face should be warning enough for anyone that tried to approach her at the current moment. She wasn't in the mood to be triffled with.

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Syrius Lionwing

PostPosted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 1:30 am


At the mere sight of the female lioness approaching him through the grasses the large custard yellow lion stopped in his flouncing tracks, still as a statue. He contemplated turning and running, but he had been chased before and being hit in the head (for some reason) hurt less than being hit on the butt so he stood his ground and waited, though his paws trembled creating odd marks in the dusty earth at his paws. He swallowed hard and asa final thought bowed his head, he didn't want to seem disrespectful to the female, he knew they could be wrathful if he displeased them.

This lioness was more akin to the size of his mother, she looked powerful and angry. He licked his lips nervously imagining that he had done soemthing to this lioness to upset her, even though they had never met before this moment. He certainly knew how to upset the females and make them angry. His mother always told him he deserved what he was given and he always aggreed, that was the way of the world after all, if a female wished to punish him for doing something wrong it was his place to sit and take it.
PostPosted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 1:59 pm


Kiuma was so wrapped up in her thoughts that at first, she didn't seen the bright yellow male poised in the grass. When she did, she came to an ubrupt halt and narrowed her eyes, settling her raised paw back to the dusty earth.

"Who are you?" She snapped, not in the mood to even pretend to be pleasant. "What do you want?" Her black tipped tail flicked as she stared him down, her whole manner bristling. If he was looking for a fight, she'd happily give him one. It'd probably make her feel better, to take it all out on some stupid male.

As she waited for him to do something, to reply to her, the red lioness studied him. It took a little of the wind out of her sails to see that he was visibly trembling, molifying her wrath a little to see his fear and his bowed head.

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Syrius Lionwing

PostPosted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:18 pm


At her first words Liza dropped to his bemmy, his chin flat on the ground, his tail having whipped between his legs pattered pittifully to his left, deep dark orange eyes looked up in a frightened, subservient manner at the dep red femme. Oh what had he gotten himself in to? "Muh..muh..my nnname is l..l..Liza ma'am, and I did not mu mu mumean to upupset you!" He gulled his dark auburn eyes closeing fully expecting a thwap agccross the head for speaking out of place, "I du..du..don't wuwant anything muma'am..ju..just to s..s..serve as I hu..huhave been tttold.." He tailed off his body as flat to the ground as it could possibly be. This female frightened hims he looked like a loose cannon to him ready to teach him a lesson. He had been taught lessons before he knew how to take them. His ears flattened tightly against his head waiting for the clip around his head. He expected to be clobbered, he'd clearly done soemthing very wrong!
PostPosted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:50 pm


Kiuma pressed her ears back as the male... collapsed, into a stuttering, shuddering ball of... goo. A sneer pulled at her lips as she looked him over. He was definitely not something that was going to bother her... he didn't even look capable of hunting for himself, the coward.

"Liza... I see." She mused as her pose relaxed a little, some of the tension going out of her body. It was a sop to her pride that he should be so afraid of her, its how all males should be in, in her opinion. She grimaced at the reminder of why she'd been upset before, but she shrugged it off. That she couldn't fix, but she could deal with the cowardly male before her.

Hissing, she advanced a step towards him. "Serve? Serve who? Are you alone, or are there others around here?" She growled.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:56 pm


The soft yellow male swallowed hard, his gulp was very audible as she continued to berate him with her powerful voice. With ears twitching he took a deep, shuddering breath before replying. "t..t..to serve all f..f.ffemales maa'am to do their bu..bu..bu..bidding as th..th..they see fit. yu..yu..yes m..m..maam I am al..al..alone. th..th..there are no others like mu..mu..me I w..w..was th..th..theonly one in my lu..lu litter."

He opened his eyes slowly to look up at the dark red female. He was terified of her his whole body shuddering even his mane vibrated with his fear. She reminded him whole heartedly of his mother and she was a very formidable female when she had lived. Though kiumas thought that he could not even hunt was rather far off, he had infact been trained for the specific purpose of hunting though he could not do anything relaly without being ordered to do so by a female.
PostPosted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 2:55 pm


Kiuma was... at a bit of a loss. She'd never seen a male act as he did... and yet, it gave her a heady feeling of power. She fed off it, her lips pulled from her fangs in a devilish display, claws sprouting from her once-soft paws.

"Oh, get up, you sniveling piece of filth." She snapped, heartily sick of him acting like she was going to strike him. She might be fierce, but she wasn't some kind of monster... "I'm not going to hurt you... at least, not until you do something to make me. So quit acting like it."

Satisfied now that he wasn't going to do anything to her, she turned her gaze elsewhere, scanning the grass. She hadn't really been watching where she was going... which probably wasn't a good thing. She should be finding a place to sit for a while and wait for Baala to catch up or get back from her wanderings, whatever.

"Hey!" She called back to the yellow male. "Is there any water around here? Any shady place to rest?"

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PostPosted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 10:39 am


With her shouted order the custard yellow male leapt to his paws, though his head remained bowed, it wasn't good to forget your place, especially around such a poerful female as the one he had seemingly walked in to. "Yes maa'am just a little ways that away, a copse and a watering hole maa'am." He chimed out rather faster than he had before, he knew when one of the mistresses was impaitent and this was certainly one of those times he couldn't afford to trip over his words or face those stharp fangs and even sharper tongue.

"I c..c..could br..br..bring you something to e..e..eat if you like m..m..aam" He thought his might please the deep red lioness, food rest and water, they were the three essentials and things that he knew how to find. His mother may have abused him but she taught him what he neededf to know in the world, how to hunt, how to find water and the best places to sleep. he knew that these things usually made females happy too, which over all saved his yellow butt from being clawd at.
PostPosted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 8:42 am


Kiuma lifted a curved brow as she glanced at Liza, suprised by the offer. She paused to think, weighing her options in this situation. Only after a long moment did she speak again, turning to face the water he said was there.

"If you like, you may, but first, show me this watering hole. I don't want to get lost, stumbling around in the grass." To herself, she added 'on the directions of some empty-headed lout'. He could very well be misdirecting her, sending her off to wander lost while he made off free as a bird on the excuse of hunting down something for her to eat. She wasn't a trusting female, not with her history.

It was... difficult, to adjust to this strange attitude that Liza had. She'd never, in her whole life, met a male like him. She wasn't sure if she appreciated his subservant manner, or if she despised him for it. Not that it mattered really...

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Syrius Lionwing

PostPosted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 9:47 am


Liza gave a stern nod, he wasn't one to dissagree with a female,a nd the quicker that Kiuma learened that the better for her, but he turned instantly and started to pad off throught he grass, becoming uncannily quiet. Compared to the bouncing bundle of fun and giggles he had been, prancing through the grass like a cub, he was all seriousness when following orders.

His back stayed low and he searched behins himself to make sure that Kiuma was following. he didn't usually lead but when told to shopw the way he had no choice, he didn't really like a female being behind him, it left his flanks open to a good thrashing but he hated to dissobay a direct order.

It didn't take very long for Liza to lead Kiuma to the watering hole, the water was fairly clear, despite the footprints of many prey beasts in the damp sand, small trees thrived on all sides making the watering hole a rather safe looking haven.

The custard yellow lion stopped then and waited, he wouldn't go onwards without her permission, infeact he wouldn't even drink at this point without being told to. Usually in these situations he had to be ordered to stand at ease, to do as he pleased. Of course he had to go and capture her something to eat if she so demanded, it was almost his pleasure, strangely, to be ordered around by the big lioness. It was his place to take orders, everyone knew that.
PostPosted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 11:57 am


Kiuma followed Liza at a sedate pace, close enough that she couldn't loose him, but far enough that if he turned on her, he'd never reach her. She wasn't stupid, even if he seemed to be submissive.

When the watering hole came into sight, she gave a little sigh of relief, circling around Liza as she headed to the water. Bending low, she lapped at the water, soothing her throat and cooling her body. Only when she was done did she rise to turn and contimplate the yellow male, her eyes calculating.

"You may go now, I'll wait here for my companion. If you still wish to hung, I'll be here." She said, dismissing him with a flick of her tail. Herself, she went to settle under a spreading tree, laying out in the relative coolness of the shade it cast. Time to see if Liza really ment to obey her every whim.

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Syrius Lionwing

PostPosted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 12:19 pm


Deep orange eyes watched the red female in silence, he waited. He could wait forever until she told him what to do. His dark tipped ears flickered forwards as she addressed him and he gave a swift nod. "Y..y..yes maa'am!" he snipped turning and vanishing almost instantly through the grass.

Leaving Kiuma alone for a while, the custard yellow male went off to hunt, if there was one thing he could do it was hunt.

Of course it didn't take the dark maned male long to return. For all of his submissiveness, Liza was a very large male, his thick set shoulders bulged as he pulled the large male tompsons gazelle to the watering hole. Placing it before Kiuma he smiled like a big dopey puppy dog whom had clearly done something right, for a change, he backed off and lay down with his head on his paws and waited. He knew she had to eat her fill before he would get to taste the beast, but that was fine, he was always fine with that. It was the way things were supposed to be, so far as he was concerned any way.
PostPosted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 1:28 pm


Kiuma was napping in the sun when she head something coming towards her. On the alert in a snap, she rose warily to her paws, ears perked to track whatever it was as it came closer.

Imagine her suprise when the maker of the noise turned out to be... Liza, dragging a large gazelle to drop at her paws. The suprise was evident on her face, and she stared at the corpse for a moment before she looked at Liza with a frown, watching him settle back.

"I didn't think you were actual serious..." She said as she studied him. "I didn't expect you to come back." It dumbfounded her, really. Hunting was hard enough to provide for yourself and companions, without feeding strangers as well...

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Syrius Lionwing

PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 2:26 am


Liza looked at the deep red female in a confused manner. He had done what he had been told to do, yet she seemed upset, his ears flattened tightly against his head and his tail flickered to curve around his legs. "I'm s..s.sorry ma'am I j..j..just did what you t..t..told me to." Looking up at the blood red female in a meek manner, the large male looked at the gazelle, perhaps he had braught the wrong thing.

"I..i..i c..c..can get something else if you..you..you want.. n..n..not everyone likes guh..guh..gazelle." He stumbles, trying to right the situation he was in, he was fully expecting a clip around the head for doing such a hanous thing as bringing a gazelle, he knew he should have fetched a zebra!
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