|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 1:19 pm
He was lost. SOOOOO very lost. His dark mane floated over his deep dark orange eyes, his head slumpped. He'd been sent out on a hunt, just a nice simple hunt, somehow he'd taken a wrong turn some where and now he was on the edge of a scentless desert. How he'd managed to get himself so lost he wasn't sure. He knew he would be in so much trouble when he found his way back to his mistresses, he'd been gone for at least a day or more. Sighing heavily the huge custard yellow lion sat heavily ont he sand causing a small flurry of dust to floast around his body.
He soon decided though it may be easier to think if he lay down and so with a further heavy flump he flopped upon the sand with his eyes closed. How was he going to find his way out of here?
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 1:27 pm
A decently large yellow lioness marched her way out of her homelands with a snort, a grin on her maw. What had Finar-si brought for her today? It didn't matter much, anymore. As long as she could have her fun, anyways. What could a poor little rouge lion do to any of the blood? Even as an adolescent, Kichomo stood rather tall and had a massive build. It was the gift to all that shared the blood of the Motoujamii. A blessing which made them superior to any other lions.
It wasn't long before she spotted the yellow male, endlessly searching for a way out of the lands before him. What a pity it was, seeing such a lion out here? If anything, it was bad luck for him -- and good luck for her. She flicked her golden tail and lept down, towards the male swiftly. Her large paws carried her across the sand with grace and speed.
Soon she was only a few feet from the curly-maned male. A smirk danced across her maw. "Can I help you?" She asked in a sinister tone.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 1:33 pm
He hadn't heard her silent approach, infact, untils he spoke to him he was oblivious to the fact that theer were lions in this dried up land, but a female voice awoke him from his sadness with a start.
Deep orange eyes looked at the yellow female, his jaw dropping, "Uh..uhm.." He stuttered, a very audible swallow following this slow action, his eyes wide as dish plates. "Uhm..uh..uhm I'm v..v..very so..so..sorry ma'am..I uh..didn't realise.." His ears flattened tightly against his head and he shifted to face her, Liza, being a very large lion did somethign then that made him look rediculous, he dropped to his belly.
"I..uhm d..d..didn't mean to tr..tr..tresspass..I'm l..l..lost." He managed his eyes closeing tightly. Here he was lost and he'd found a female. She looked fairluy formidable too and she would probably punish him for being here. How had he ever managed to get this lost?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 1:40 pm
She glared to the whimpering male, a chuckle rolling in her throat. "Oh please, don't lower yourself so much ... but, I do have one request of you, outsider." Kichomo paused and looked towards the tall dunes and wisping winds of the sands. "You see -- as a member of the blood, my instinct is to either kill or bring back the creatures I find trespassing our lands ... but, I do see some potential in you." Grinning, she turned her back to the male and looked up to the sky. "I'm sparing you for now. But, in return you will be coming with me ... and become my slave for the time being. I want nothing less out of you. As long as you follow my orders and are loyal to me -- then someday you will be out of these lands safe and sound."
She turned back around and walked slowly towards him, her flank brushing up against the male. "So, what blood runs through your veins? The blood of the rouges?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 1:52 pm
The soft yellow male swallowed hard. He wasn't one to ever dissobay a female. His mother had long ago beaten in to him that he must obey any female whom told him to do soemthing. It was the way he was raised. When this female, this unknown female informed her of her plans, well he had no choice really but to obay.
Blinking owlishly at the dark yellow and red streaked female he wagged his tail obediently. "Y..y..yes ma'am..I'l d..d.ddo what you say."
Tilting his head a little he tried to fathom what she was asking him, it only clicked slowly for the big yellow lug though. "m..M..mmy father was a mi..mi..mistweaver ma'am..mmmy mother came fr..fr..from a great pr..pr..pride of fe..fe..females..bu..bu..but I never we..went there ma'am, so, I dddon't know the nname.." His ears flickered uncomfortably, he was a little confused by the questioning but he hoped he had answered sufficiently to not get a clip around the ear.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 2:49 pm
"Hmm, the wetlanded pride of the Mistweavers, eh? So, your blood is decent after all. You do prove worth enough, then. At least your not a rouge." The lioness padded forward past the male, and then questioned him more. "State your name, please. My name is Kichomo'balia and I am a descendant of the great Firekin King himself, like most of the members of the Firekin. But, I don't really look like them, so I usually keep to myself. Both my father and mother are quite red."
She walked faster as she headed back towards the Motoujamii, a smirk on her maw. "I'm glad I found you out here all alone. I needed something to keep me busy for a while ..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 3:04 pm
Liza looked up at the yellow female. He knew lkittle to nothing of the firekin, he had never been informed of their bloodline, or of anything else for that matter. If it didn't involve hunting or serving, It was mostly irrelevent to the soft yellow male.
"M..mmmy name is L..LLiza ma'am. and y..y..yes th..th..themistweavers..du..ddidn't wu..wu..want me though." He swallowed hard. "They have a dr..dr..drought." He swallowed hard hopeing he was passing on the right kind of information to apease his apparant new mistress.
"If it pl..pl..pleases you ma'am I wil..s..s..sserve you." He stutters his dark orange eyes lowered to the ground as he followed her like a large lost puppy.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 3:29 pm
"Liza sounds like a nice name for a Mistweaver. Alright then, shall we head back into my lands?" A grin stayed on her maw as she padded forward and flicked sand towards the yellow male.
"Good, you better serve me. Otherwise there will be serious consequences, my friend." And with that last word, she quickened her pace, and headed for her den.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 3:32 pm
The soft yellow male nodded. "Y..Y..yes ma'am if you s.s.ssay so, my mu..mu..mother gave it to me." He stuttered flicking his dark mane from his eyes, the silver tips trailing upon his cheeks.
"I'l do wh..wh..what ever you wish me to d..d..do ma'am..it's my j..j..job to sserve, that is wh..wh..why I exsist." It sounded like a very strange thing to say, but it was a sentence his mother had taught him a long time ago. he was in this world to serve and serve he must.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 10:30 am
"Excellent. Come with me, Liza." She walked slowly towards the dunes of the Motoujamii with a grin on her maw. "I think you'll like the Firekin lands. They're quite ... warm." She slanted her eyes, looked back to him. Then she turned back around and continued padding forward. It wouldn't be long now before they reached her lonely den. Then had to go over a few sand dunes in the distance and past the little pool of water.
She didn't think of the desert as a bad place to live, but a good place to keep idiots out.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 10:35 am
Lizas dark orange eyes roamed as they padded through the dunes, his black and silver streaked mane almost trailing the sand as he followed his newly proclaimed mistress. His tail wagged obediently as she spoke. "yu..yes ma'am if you s..s..sayso." Quite frankly he would like where ever she told him to like. That was his job to simply aggree and do as he was bidden.
He could scent the water close by and his nose lifted slightly, licking his lips he pondered if he could push his mistress for a favour. he doubted it but perhaps if he hinted carefully. "It's v..v..very dry.." Liza, king of subtelty, not.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 11:07 am
She hissed at the mention of it being dry. "Theres nothing wrong with it being dry. Get used to it, boy. Cause it is all you ever see for a while. The Motoujamii is nothing but desert. If your really that 'dry' then go hop in that pool of water over there. Its all the water we have, its all the water we need. All the rain water collects there every few months or so. We only get rain once or twice a year, so don't expect rain so soon."
She walked forward, her paws feeling a familiar warm sand. She was home. She led the Mistweaver through her world, over the dunes and towards her den. She was all alone there, as she didn't know what had happened to her father or mother ... or even sister.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 11:12 am
The dark maned male flinched as she spoke and his ears tightened against his head. He hadn't meant to offend his mistress, far from it, he was just very bad at hinting. "It..it's nnnot a prproblem ma'am..I just..thirsty.." he cleared his throat looking frightened, had he already upset his mistress enought o get his usual clip around the ear?
he followed in silence fromt hen onwards his dark eyes fixed upon the bright yellow females behind. He was better just to stay quiet and follow his mistreses orders. He'd learned that a long time ago why he broke these rules he just didn't know!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 11:15 am
Kichomo'balia turned to face Liza, slanting her eyes. "If your thirsty, then get a drink from there. ... NOW." She hissed and bared her fangs, in an attempt to hurry him up. She trailed over to the pool of water herself and took a few laps of the water. "My name is Kichomo'balia for a reason, Liza. It means Burning Hate. I hate these lands, I hate attitude of others. So, unless you would rather stay here forever, then be sure to keep your mouth shut when the moment is right." A growl churned in her throat as she padded over the dune and then down towards the opening of her den.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 11:20 am
Liza gulped, he ran to the pool and drank quickly his whole frame shivering. He wouldn't speak out of place again, he wouldn't. His thirst quenched the pale yellow male padded after the smaller yellow female his head bowed. "Y..Yyes maa'am I'l d..d..do what evr you s..s..ssay" he stutters his head lowering once again as he padded behind her towards her den hidden in the dunes.
Standing to attention, he waited for permission to lie down and sleep. It was his job to wait, he wasn't allowed to do without being told. His dark eyes watched his new bright yellow mistress quietly. Clearly this was a mistress whom he would have to obey no matter what, he wans't fool enough to cross any lines with her. He prefarred after all, not to be punished.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
