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 Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 2:30 am
Sleep would take her soon though, no doubt; today had been a lazy day, all in all. She'd admired herself on a pond nearby, and had later groomed herself to perfection; all in all, a perfect day, she thought lazily as she turned to eye the herds that moved slowly in the distance. All she needed was someone, anyone, that would somehow compliment her on her pelt color and tell her JUST how pretty she was. She'd yet to encounter someone, anyone that didn't think her deliciously pretty, and it'd no doubt gone to her head. Needless to say she was young, and naive. Horribly so, actualy; she'd only left her parents some time ago, and being as sheltered as she'd been, stumbling into the so called 'real world' was bound to be an eye-opening experience.
Amusingly enough, no thoughts such as these were rushing through Alcyone's mind at the time; oh, no, rather... she was pondering how the hell she was going to manage to hunt without ruffling her pelt up. Perhaps if she attacked by surprise and took down the prey swiftly? Maybe that'd help minimise the afliction to her pelt? She wasn't sure, and thus, rather than taking care she was alone, and safe, the female found herself pondering such thoughts, deciding she'd wait till nightfall to try it out.
To hell with moving now, while the sun was high in the sky; it'd no doubt crack the lovely skin under her white pelt, and she couldn't have that happening. Not at all.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 2:53 am
The black and white femme of the graveyard had only left the safety of the bones in need of food, She was clearly not that hungry, her stomach plump, but it was also clear that pups were present with this femme, food for herself and the litter she cared for was slightly harder to come by and scavanging from a weak cheetah was easier than hunting for herself. Her tongue lolled out over her lips and she gave one of those familiar laughs, a laugh which echoed over the brittle grasses.
"Hello little cat." she yapped coming through the grass, her deep blue eyes fixed on the young cheetah. "wheres your breakfast cheetah?" She smirks looking around, she was taking this cheetahs food if she liked it or not.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 5:16 am
Now, one must understand that poor Alcy had never really seen a hyena to begin with. Which meant her first reaction was that of pure disgust; she was idly wondering how such a vile looking creature could ever be allowed o exist! It looked deformed, and lacked the natural grace with which cheetahs carried themselves, which meant that really... it lacked everything that was important in life, "I don't have any found, you scoundrel," she said, her brows knitting together in consternation, "I don't know what YOUR genetic disease is, but please do stay away. I don't want to catch it," a pause after she waved her fore paw, shooing the canine away, "You're blocking my view."
She gave the hyena no further regard as she crossed her paws neatly, one over the other, choosing to look away; it was quite obvious Alcyone wasn't even willing to give her the time of day, and much less share her food with her. Had she had any to begin with, at any rate. When the canine had failed at leaving her alone, the Koi feline turned to glare at her, "You're small, you're ugly, you're deformed," she ranted at her, "And seeing as how you're asking me for food, your poor excuse for a body can probably not even hunt properly," snorting with disdain, she turned to glance at the distant herd, watching the other female out of the corner of an eye.
Truthfully, in Alcyone's world, there was nothing... no one, that would ever wish to harm such a perfect little thing as she, which gave her the perfect excuse to be mean to anything she deemed ugly. She was about to learn that even ugly things could harm others.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 6:02 am
Ugly? Frittilarias tail gave a single flick of a lash. She was far from ugly, she was considered one of the most beautiful Hyenas around. Her lips turned in a snarl and an eerie laugh echoed over her lips. "Then maybe I'll take one of your legs for lunch instead!" She snapped charging the pretty cheetah without a moments hesitation. Despite being young she was still a fairly large female hyena and she knew exactly how to hunt and fight, she'd even faced up against a few lions which were alot more dangerous than a little boney cheetah.
Her deep midnight blue eyes flashed angrily, she would teach this prissy princess a lesson and send her on her way. How dare she speak to a hyena in this fashion, had the silly beats never learned that cheetahs were on the bottom of the power chain, they were barely above prey beasts when it came to their will to survive.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 12:36 am
Now, of course, the small cheetah was not used to fighting (far from it, really), however, this did not precisely mean that she was about to allow such an ugly beast rip her apart while she lay down and took it. It was mostly instinct that prompted her to move; she jumped to her feet, the pelt at the back of her neck standing on edge as she opened her maw in a snarl.
Her teeth bared as both their bodies collided; even though Fritti was a large female, by all means, her body was still growing, which gave Alcyone a slight advantage. Just barely enough to be able to at least defend herself without getting mauled anyhow; her ears slid back, pressing dutifuly against her pelt as she aimed her claws at the hyena's face, "Back OFF you mongrel!" she shouted witha a growl, her eyes having narrowed down; it was true the hyena was leaving scars, but as far as Alcyone's mind was concerned (which, in fact, turned into a somewhat primitive mode), it was worth it if she coul leave her fair share of scars on the canine's body.
Where Fritti's body was strong, the cheetah's was flexible; she was, in fact, doing a good job at defending herself till she took a wrong step back, her left hind leg landing in a small dent on the earth. Thus was her downfall; she twisted her ankle, her eyes going wide as she fell back. A blash of white and blackk in front of her brought her attention back to the hyena, and Alcyone hissed and closed her eyes, waiting for an impact that was sure to come unless someone came to help her.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 1:10 am
Luckily, perhaps, for the pale cheetahress, someone had been watching, or at least listening, he heard the sounds of rusteling andthe fevered shouts of female cheetah interupted sparodically by the laugh of a hyena.
A golden ball of shiny fur tackled the hyena without a moments hesitation, he was far from like your average cheetah, much taller and thicker built, his shoulders bulging with youthful mucle, despite only being a juvenile he was certainly built to figh, he towered above the female hyena. "Off with you lady, you've done your work here." He snarled, hios fur bristeling.Frittilaria certainly hadn't epected someone else to join the battle and she was blind sided by this very large cheetah. She had seen plenty of cheetahs in her time but never one of this size. She growled lightly, the wind knocked out of her and her maw bleeding from one of Alcyones well aimed blows. She glared at the big cheetah, her tail lashing once, she was proud but not proud enough to fight off this much larger beast, she could pick on weaker beings but something that wa clearly trained was another matter entirely. With a sinister laugh she turned and walked away with her head held high, "Cheetah tastes like crap any way, far too furry!" She laughed again breaking in to a slow run, she was clearly going to have to do her own hunting.The golden eyed male shook his head turning his attention to the injured female, he nudged her cheek and tilted his head. "Are you okay?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 1:39 am
It was a long time before the male got an answer; in fact, Alcyone just lay on the ground, watching the retreating hyena with a glare plastered over her features for the longest of times. Her body was heaving, up and down, her breathing swift from the adrenaline that was still pumping through her veins, her frame still tense from the fight.
Finally, after what might have seemed like ages, the red haze that had been marring the female's gaze lifted, just enough that her mind was able to register what had happened, at least, and slowly... ever so slowly, she lifted her gaze to meet Afiya's, "I..." she paused, then frowned, his question reaching home, and for the first time, the sleder femme turned to take in the damage she'd recived, wincing as she eyed the cuts she'd recieved. Twitching, her mouth set in a grim line, she turned back to the male, "No, no I'm not," a pause as she turned back to the wounds, "They're going to scar!" it was voiced in such a horrifed manner that one would've thought the mere idea was enough to kill her.
In fact, Alcyone grimaced severely, her teeth clenching at the thought of her beautiful pelt be ruined in any way. However, a thank was in order; this male was a knight in shinning armour, and Alcyone princess enough to know when she needed to offer her gratitude. She was, in fact, in the process of standing up to do so when her hind leg gave out under her frame, her body crashing on the floor with a hiss. It was now clear she had indeed twisted her leg, and though the damage was not enough to be permanent, it rendered her.... rather useless, "My leg..." she slowly slid her golden eyes from her hind leg to the male's own, fear ringing through her she asked silently what she dared not voice.
Please help me.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 6:22 am
The king marked male attempted a smile as she spoke his pale muzzle shaking, he thought for a moment that isf thatw as the worst thing, really she had nothing to worry about, a few scars wouldn't harm this beauty.
Her cry when she tried to rise though made his brow furow and he hopped over her to check her leg. "Stay still now, no point putting pressure on it." he whispers looking over her hind leg a touch of worry on his face. he could certainly resque a damsel in distress but how to administer to her needs was another thing entirely.
Looking around quickly he assessed wheer they sat, they couldn't stay here, one hyena could mean more and though he could fight off one, a packs worth of hyenas was another matter. "Okay, heres what I want you to do, leane against me, lift yourleg, lets yget you out of here then you can rest and I'll help you clean your wounds. I think theres even a plant around heer some where that will help with your wounds, stop any infection. Damn hyenas, don't know the meaning of the word no."
He humphed nudging her shoulder carefully. "Come, I promise I'll take care of you. I almost forgot, my names Afiya, I'm sure such a pretty girl must have a wonderful name and I'd like to hear it once you're settled some where a little safer."
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 9:24 am
"They're damn ugly too..." the words were mumbled, as if she were voicing more of a thought than actually answering the male's voice. This done, Alcyone slowly lifted herself off the floor; ever to careful to keep the weight off her sprained leg, then she leaned her form again his and let out a sigh. Her eyes closed, her breath coming out a bit more regularly than it had before; no longer was it the short gasps of air from moments ago. It was a clear sign she was calming down.
Finally lifting her head, her gaze locked with her, a ghost of a smile haunting over her maw, "Alcyone," he breathed at him as he helped her walk, her gaze lowering; after all, though she knew she was indeed pretty, and lovely, and almost perfect in every way, hearing it said by others was still somewhat... nice. It made something inside her tickle, and the small cheetah was forced to place her paw against her maw, coughing into it least she giggle.
It wasn't entirely her fault actually. A lot of it had to do with the fact adrenaline was still pumping through her veins, which translated into bubbling laughter, now that the imminent danger was gone, "I was just.... resting; she wanted to take my meal," she wrinkled her nose, "I didn't HAVE a meal; what did she expect? For me to get up and hunt for her?" a pause as they walked, "Such an ugly, violent creature..." Alcyone was used to lashing out with her tongue, not her body; it was quite true she deserved more than a smack at times, but she was young, and would doubtlessly learn given some time.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 2:08 am
The golden male smiled lightly watching the pale female with silent curiosity. "Ah hyenas don't really listen, they just like tpo bully creatures that are smaller and weaker than them, unfortunately alot of us fsall in to that catagory." he winked though and flexed his shoulders as they walked. "I'd like to see a hyena try and take my lunch" He smirked cockily, if nothing else Afiya knew he was a very large chetah, he out weighed his mother by far and she was an adult, he was taller and wider built than any normal cheetah and this bulk could only get larger as he was only an adolecent.
Leading the femme away from where she had collapsed he lead ehr in a strange sort of weaving pattern, though he knew she was tired he wanted to make sure she had stopped bleeding before they settled, the scent of fresh blood would only attract more scavangers. Not that he was afraid but she needed rest.
With a nod of his head he pointed his muzzle at a copse in the distance, dark trees with no leaves clawing at the skies. "We'll go there, but you need to walk for a bit first, your wounds need to stop bleeding or where ever you settle will attract more of those damned scavangers." he smiled and nudged her ear in an encouraging manner. "I know you hurt but just keep your head up for me you'll be resting soon enough." He gave her another one of those roguish winks then continuing to walk her in an odd round about manner.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 8:11 am
Arching a brow in mild curiosity, she turned to regard the male walking beside her; if anything, he was large. Huge even, for a cheetah anyhow; amusingly enough, she'd only just noticed this, but then again, she couldn't quite blame herself, for she'd been too caught up in the moment to really care much about anything other than.... well, the obvious.
It was was also, right about then that she noticed she was being lead in circles; turning to face the male, she wrinkled her nose in question, her head tilting to one side, "We're going in circles," she mentioned lightly, "You do know this, right?" she felt the need to mention this, her brows knitting together into a frown; it was almost cute, in a strange way, for her features were childish, as were her actions. Lovable, if not slightly annoying at times, however there was no doubt she'd learn, over time, slowly but surely. Thankfully, he picked that moment to explain his train of thought to her; her maw opened to form a small 'o' like form, no actual sound coming out. Nodding somewhat, the female walked on, amazed that the male had thought of something so... well, amazing, as that, really.
She'd have never thought to do such a thing, but then again, as far as Alcyone was concerned, the world was a big field of pink flowers; she was still idly wondering how on earth the hyena had dared to attack lil ol' her, "Right," she murmured, holding her head high indeed. This was no bothersome task, for regardless of the situation, Alcyone was quite used to 'holding her head up', what with the fact she regarded herself as a princess. A princess in need right now, but a princess regardless, "Thank you," offering him a purr and a smile as he reached for her ear, which she flickered at the light tease.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 11:53 am
The large male gave a smile. "Brave girl." He puurred, he thought she needed some praise, to be injured by a hyena, well it wasn't exactly fun, they were creatures of strength if of very little brain, or at least the few he'd met had very few cells to go by. Sighing heavily he looked down her body and gave a nod finally turning for the small copse. "Lets get you cleaned up okay." He smiled sweetly.
The golden eyed male couldn't help but admire her, she was a pretty little thing and despite her cuts and bruises, she carried herself with pride, it was noteworthy in his books. "You kinda seem like someone who doesn't know this area, you have to be more careful when you're out alone." He whispers keeping his shoulder braced against her, he didn't want her to stumble, she needed rest and food probably as well as a good clean up. the quicker her wounds were washed now the bleeding had stopped, the less likely infection would set in.
Stepping in to the half shade of the small copse he lead the little female to the largest grey barked tree, litter lay thick below the skelington like branches. "Here, lay down now and we'll get you cleaned up." He smiled in a roguish sort of manner then. "Damned hyenas, they arn't enough of a mess that they have to hurt things more beautiful than themselves." Truthfully he couldn't help but gawp at the pale and oddly dappled female, she was something beautiful to look at, he shook away the thoughts though,she was hurt and she needed him to help her. Being a boy, and having boyish thoughts, as his mother usually said in these situations, would only upset the poor girl.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 1:45 am
Was he flirting with her?
The fact her mind was slightly foggy from the attack, doubled with the fact her muscles were tired could not let her decide on an answer. Instead, the female found herself blinking up at him, tilting her head first to one side, and then to the other, as if silently trying to ask him, waiting for answer. Something at the back of her mind seemed to tell her she wasn't going to receive any so called 'answers' any time soon, and she wasn't going to be able to solve the metaphorical puzzle till she had some well deserved sleep and rest either. So thus, Alcyone allowed herself to be guided, laying down when asked to, raising her head to lean back against the tree.
"You're rather pretty too," it was said so innocently it contrasted with her earlier, almost snappish remarks to the hyena; all in all, she was naive to the ways of the world, really. It showed in almost everything she did; she was socially awkward, in a way, "I like the soft hued brown, and your pelt is smooth and soft," the later she'd come to notice mostly because he'd had his shoulder against her frame for the longest of whiles. This said, she offered him a small, almost sleepy smile, signaling that perhaps, had she been not so... tired and obviously sleepy, she might have pondered her words of choice more. As it was, her mind was unaware that 'pretty' might be considered an insult to a male, and that perhaps voicing something as bluntly as she had, was not the best of ideas.
Then again, it'd been clearly exposed that Alcyone wasn't precisely the queen of bright ideas either, "I'm just tired," she mumbled, her head looking over her frame to survey the damage; mostly, she felt sore, but she knew deep down that the cuts and scars were not severe enough to cause permanent damage, "I'll mend..." this said she paused and looked at him, confusion clouding her features, "You plan on cleaning me up?" after all, he'd made reference to it not once, but several times. Despite the fact she should've obviously not allowed this, the idea of being pampered was a welcomed one, and thus her eyes drifted half shut, a purr rumbling through her chest.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 11:22 am
He let the pretty comment slide, obviously she was tired and in shock from her attack. He chuckled and shook his head as he lay down next to her. Turning his head towards the savannah his ears priked forwards, for a moment he was on the alert, his eyes taking in every inch of their surrounding area, he flinched when a bird startled but simply gave a nod as he settled down.
"It'll be safe here for a couple of hours while you rest." He paused for a moment then and cleared his throat heaily followed by a very audible gulp. Was she expecting him to clean her wounds for her? It wasn't like he hadn't cleaned a female before, he had, his mother, but she was a stranger near enough, a bit of harmless flirting was, well not really fine in this situation, but licking nearly her whole body. Was he crossing a good few lines here?
"Uhm..well i don't..I mean I can clean them if you want me to.." He flushed slightly, he didn't want to upset her, she'd been through enough, but if his mother had taught him nout else, it was to respect ladies, and this was a lady, he couldn't just start cleaning her, could he? Was that allowed? he was feeling very confused!!!
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 12:28 am
Confusion clouded her features for a moment, making the cheetah tilt her head almost awkwardly to one side, as if doing so would somehow help her understand the current situation better, "Well, that's what you offered?" she said, making the last few syllables a question, as if unsure, "You did say 'we will get you clean' which would imply a 'we' and not just a 'me', right?" of course, never did she come to realise that perhaps this was a figure of speech and that just perhaps he hadn't meant to imply that, for it would be... un-gentlemanly.
All what she knew was that she ached, her ego was bruised and she wished to be pampered like the royal, little princess that she was, which implied... that him grooming her would be a smashing idea, thank you very much. Tilting her head the other way, she took a moment to lift her frame up and pad over to his side, laying down to press her side against him, "Please," she nodded at his last few words, "And thank you; I can't quite reach my head, or the back or my neck, and really, my muscles ache, so grooming myself while stretching is far out of the question. I don't wish to bruise myself," amusingly enough, Alcyone actually shuddered at the mere thought.
Fancy that! Bruising her perfect, immaculate skin! Unthinkable!
So thus, she remain in that same pose, a soft, almost blank, expectant expression written over her features as she waited for him to act; he'd either deny her, or do as she wished, regardless of the outcome, at lease the fact he was flustered had upped her ego a few notches, "I'll groom you back in return if you do so; Turn about is fair play."
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