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 Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 1:02 pm
Mind a blur, her movements involuntary, she moved about the jungle like a zombie. Dull purple eyes wide open as her legs carried her over vines and foliage. If anyone were to see the female, they would have thought her sleepwalking, but no, it was similar and so much stronger. A vision had taken over her mind.
Surrounded by eternal darkness, one she was all too familiar with. It was here that she realized the truth of it all. How all the memories of Miles came before her, cracking like when one stepped on a brittle stone. One by one they fell apart. The faces of his wonderful smile. The faces he made, that blushing grin, whenever he licked her. That adorable expression he seemed to always have when he fell asleep. All the times she had been with him, these past while seeking one another out in the savanna... was it for naught? Though she still had those memories, his face still haunts her. She missed him so. Limbua wanted to have him back again... or at the very least, forget him.
This time, she followed a beam of light that shown down in the distance. A light in the darkness was always a good sign, right? Perhaps it was a way to get love back, with a racing her, she began to run toward it. As the leopon approached, her ears fell back as her eyes fell down on a strange looking flower. It was purest of white, no smudge, no tainted petals. It was absolute. As she looked upon it, slowly from the center, it began to turn into a dazzling golden color, reaching out to the edges. Soon enough it became a flower of a golden sort.
Something soft and wet hit her once. Then twice. Suddenly, it was impossible to tell. Her eyes slowly gained back its color to that wonderful violet color to find herself in a clearing by the large lake, opened to the sky. It was drizzling out. All around her feet was a field of flowers, all around her; red, blue, pink, purple, it was possible every color in the world. Why was she brought here? Why must she go through such horrible memories of that dark place?
His scent in the den was no more. There was nothing left of him around but his memories. Why must things turn so... bad? Tears slowly welled again, the weather seemed so fitting now. Looking up, she could only wished her father was here. Hivu was too busy with her new litter, she mustn't be bothered, and she had already spoken to her. However, no comfort was found. Perhaps Lim, through all his busy duties, would help her ease herself.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 10:32 am
-He'd felt it, heard it somehow. That soft longing ringing in Lim's ears the feelings of dispair and unhappiness only cementing the urgency. Lifting himself from the laziness of his own self-loathing nap, he tried to key on the source taking it first as a past lover. Who else could he think of that would know he could be called upon?
Reguardless of the source he moved, letting the feeling drag him in direction like it often did, watching as the plains sped by beneath him, hills and trees, until the greens of the jungle laid out before him.
Was it Nac..? It didn't seem so, it was similar but their was something inherent feminine about the nonexsistant cry that rang through his ears. When finally he felt the place was right he drifted slowly downwards, through the trees until his paws rest on the cool earth. And it didn't take long for his eyes to pick out the pink and yellow hues in the distance.
His daughter.. quite large like her brother, almost the size of him actually. And beautiful, though that thought was tainted by the obvious pain that rolled from her like heatwaves. His voice caught in his throat, uncertain and unsure for a long moment, before finally it called out.- "Limbua..?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 12:08 pm
A male's voice? At first she froze in her spot, hopping that it was Miles'. Her eyes remained on the ground, unmoving from their gaze. She tried her best to figure out who's voice this was! Slowly realizing that it was not Miles' perhaps it could have been Danga's... but he would not be out here in the jungle. Perhaps it was that swamp boy's! ... No, he had a quest. The voice was so familiar, one the female had heard a long time ago. There were only four males she knew when she was young; Nac, Tego, Miles, and her father, Limbuko. Having eliminated Miles, Tego would not get close to her otherwise she would gladly rend him, perhaps it was Nac or even her father!
Finally tearing herself from her gaze, she brought her dull violet eyes to the form of the God of Pleasure. Her voice was caught in her throat at the sight for she had not seen him in so long! Where had he been when she needed him the most? When she was lost in the savanna? He could have came and help find Miles... then again, how would father take it that she fell in love with a cheetah who now broken her heart? What would he do?
Gulping down herself, she spoke.
"F-Father? How did you find me out here?" She asked softly. She flicked her ears back as she looked up at the sky. "Please, come, take shelter under the canopy, it's drizzling... don't want you getting your fur all wet now," Limbua chuckled lightly, trying to mask herself. However, she was doing quite a horrid job. Being a God of Pleasure, Lim must be able to see that she was displeased or something... or perhaps it was a father's intuition.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 2:18 pm
-The rain didn't bother him. In fact.. when he was in good enough spirits there was very little that could bother him. A lovely side effect of his domain, he could usually find pleasure in just about anything. Usually didn't apply right now however. Yet again he was faced with another of his creations lost in a bought of unhappyness. First Nac and now her.
Had Sheba been right in her scolding? How was it even possible that he, the god of pleasure, could have been the cause of so much pain and misfortune. It was a cruel joke. But if Sheba was right.. it was nothing he hadn't done to himself.
Dragging himself from his shameful thoughts he let the hints of a comforting smile fall upon his face.- "You called with your heart I suppose. And mixed with the displeasure you were feeling I was drawn to you."
"I'm supposed to fix those kind of things you know." -A gentle laugh sounded with the words, but they were laced with irony. Would she notice? It didn't matter, he was there for her problems, not the other way around.
He obliged her request with a soft nod, stepping nearer until the trees began to break apart the falling droplets, but his eyes never lost sight of their target. In other cases he might have simply said "Things will be alright". But it didn't feel right.. not with his own blood. He needed to know what was wrong first, and he was less then tactful in his investigation.- "What is it that's bothering you so much? I could feel it all the way from the mountains."
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 3:16 pm
"A broken hearts of sorts," she replied bluntly. Frankly... something in her drove her to tell her father the truth. Though she still loved her first love, what her father did was out of her own interest right? She looked up at him and flicked her ears back. How was she going to say this?
"Since... I was a little cub, I was friends with him. We had always agreed to meet in a clearing a little ways from mother's den. He was so cute and adorable, I could not help but see him again from time to time. When he told me about the savanna and the places outside of the jungle... I just had to see it, I wanted to see it, I needed to... We got into an argument and I sort of ran off," she chuckled lightly, remembering those memories. "I thought he had already ran out of the jungle to find me. So I went out to find him. But I later learned that he thought I ran away and he went to find me. After so many months of wandering around, I learned that the savanna isn't that great of a place. It really isn't for those like me, father. I should really stick to the trees..." she sighed. "When we found each other again, he said he loved me and I knew I did. But then... just one day, he just... just left. No words. Nothing. I have not seen him since! Father, what did I do wrong? I loved him! He said he loved me!"
The female let out a soft whimper as thoughts slowly became chains and that was how they came out.
"Mother had me with you when I was her age. To have cubs, you have to... you have too... God, what was the word!? ... Heat! That was it, you have to be in heat to have cubs! I have been of age for a while now, father, why haven't I gotten my heat!? Does this mean I cannot have cubs? W-why can't I... Why can't I do anything right!?"
She let out a rather agonizing wail as she flopped herself down into the flowers, petals and leaves fluttering up around her before settling down again. There she laid and weeped silently after having the thoughts and emotions well up again. Why could she not get a straight answer? Why can't she just be... be... loved? Wanted? Needed?
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 8:18 am
-As her words lifted, tainted quite obviously with pain and betrayal, his tail wrapped about her, feathers laying back gently almost as if to blanket their backs. He wasn't remotely surprise his daughter had found love. Even from the few times that he'd seen her he'd been able to pick out how precocious and loving she was. Was he surprised that she hadn't found true love though..? He wasn't sure.
Nudging his nose against her chin gently, he asked.- "If you've not seen him.. then how do you know it's over? How do you know there isn't something keeping him that can't be helped?" -Silently he hoped that was the case, and much like any father.. even one who was less then monogamous himself.. he silently vowed to avenge his daughter to this boy if it was not the case.
As another wailing of dismay escaped his daughter Lim visibly flinched in surprise. It was a foreign concept to him, perhaps a word only heard in passing once or twice to him, so he was surprised that she knew of such things herself. And slowly his mood began to sour itself. Why was she is such a rush to grow up? To have children? And was she right? Did she somehow lack the ability to have the children?
He didn't know.. there seemed no difference between the women he'd produced children with to those who he hadn't.. so the whole 'heat' thing.. as she put it had always seemed like something silly. Some excuse that certain females seemed to wail about in defense of having enjoyed themselves when other people attempted to scold them on it.
His voice was caught in his throat for a long while, before finally he stated simply, as he was full of uncertainty.- "I don't know anything about that. About fertility or what not. How do you know you can't have children unless you try?"
-He sighed quite heavily as her body fell, lingering above her, rather uncertain about what to do. And finally his voice rised in a promise he would be unlikely able to keep.- "If it is children you want Bu, then I'll help the best I can."
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 2:58 pm
She sighed and moved herself closer to her father. He seemed to be the only male, aside from Nac that was, that knew how to treat a female. How to care for them. And how to comfort one. Aside from her mother, he seemed to be the strongest male influence in her life even more than one who shall not be named.
"I am your daughter, Father. I am a seer or have you forgotten about us so quickly?..." she sighed softly as her mind wandered all over the place. From the vision, to her father, to herself, and the cycle repeated. But she would always remember that vision forever it seemed as long as she continued to think about him. "I had a vision... I was alone in the dark. Everything I remember about him just seemed to... shatter right before my eyes. I was alone and no one came for me, not even you, Father. I could only assume now that it had been many moons since I have seen him."
She sighed and looked up to the sky above.
She didn't want to think about him anymore. She wanted to forget everything about him. His scent. His touch. His smile. His eyes. His face. His name. She wanted forget all of it. She did not want to suffer his memories anymore.
"To try, I must find someone who actually loves me. I want my first time with someone who will end up being with me. I don't want my first time to just be with anyone. I want to be respected and loved. That is what a relationship, right?" At least, that was what she thought it was. Amile showed all the signs of a potential mate but... whatever happened or the reason, she was alone now.
"I would love it if you could, Father, but you can't help me with that. That is just night right!" she playfully growled as she shoved him. A little bright side to the depression that seemed to have been going around. She chuckled softly and flopped down into the field of flowers.
"Gold... I followed a vision here and all I could remember from it was Gold. Do you have any idea about Gold things?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 8:19 am
"Mmmm..." -It was a sound of disspleasure, unease as his daughter reminded him of the strange trick his children had. A trick or a curse.. perhaps it was a curse in this case. Soft sigh escaping him, he offered the only thing he could at the moment, settling himself down on the ground around her.- "I'm sorry it happened to you.."
-He listened as she spoke, nodding simply at her assertation of a relationship, as that was how most mortals characterized it.
Lim started as Bu's attitude shifted, taking a turn far quicker then his, all things considered. But he mustered up a smile nonetheless, pawing lazily in her direction as she moved away. Streching out to admire the flowers that she was now moving about he pondered on her thought.-
"Gold...?" -What a very broad thing to ask of.. what did he know of gold. His mind dipped back to gods he'd met, trying to remember if any had been adorned in gold, but he found himself not certain. If any had been, it hadn't been much.- "Gold... like the sun... and the color of dried savannah grasses." -His mind lulled and turned, digging without much luck.- "There is a pride of lions that is predominatly gold as well. There is also gold in the moutain caves, or so I've been told."
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2008 9:39 am
She smiled softly, "You have nothing to apologize for, father, but I appreciate it nevertheless..." she murmured. It hurt her to think about the cheetah. He was probably off with some female. She was the lucky one, she must have had so many qualities, ones that she would have to live without. The mood of the conversation was slowly shifting to a more positive one, not even she liked a moody conversation. Her playful push was her attempt to change it.
"So... there is a pride full of golden lions?" Interesting, was that where she had to go? "And a mountain with gold inside..." Also interesting. It was not much to go on, but at least her father was trying to help her. That much deserved some affection. Limbua moved back to her father and settled herself back within his curl, nuzzling him. Lim was the ideal male, the ideal mate, and he was working toward becoming the ideal father. Mother was lucky to have met him. She was lucky to have him as a father.
"My visions had shown me a path I must take toward finding that special someone, I believe. Maybe it is there where the golden lions live that I will find him. So I guess that means I will leave the jungle once more," Bu purred, looking up at her father, waiting for a response. Will he not allow her to go? Hivu just had a second litter...
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 7:16 am
-He listened to her external thoughts, not interjecting particularly as Bua sifted through the shakey information. And when she curled up against him once more his support was just as nonverbal, his pink tongue tenderly carressing the ear that was closest to him as his tail flipped and settled across one of her legs.
Only when her decision had sounded, and a soft feeling of protectiveness touched him, oh the things he was learning with this litter of him, did the smallest tinges of a frown touch him.- "If you run into any trouble, you'd better not wait to call on me for help."
-No words to stop her, for locking a person in one place was very much unlike him, it was rather, a warning against getting herself in trouble. Huffing softly, a sound as close to a contented sigh as the mildly depressed god could make, he offered a few more words lightly, though they were obviously just thoughts allowed, like her own had been.- "Just.. don't waste your whole life looking for someone to make you happy. As long as you're happy with yourself, you're all you'll ever need. Everything else is just a bonus."
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 10:18 pm
"Will you hear my call, father? You are a busy God, I image. Sometimes I think that a simple shout does not work..." She had thought numerous of times that whenever she called out names, they never responded and she felt like she was alone. Was it because she was an abomination to their species? A lion father and a leopardess mother, upon that a seer. She wished she could use her father as a threat to scare off others but felt that it was a false thing... but it made her feel a little bit safer.
"That is your advice, father, and it is one that you live by. But, for me, I don't think I will be happy with myself until there is someone out there who cares about me like you do. You may not always be around for me and mother, being one of such duties, but if I had that special someone to make me feel special like when I am with you; cared about, loved, and protective over, I think I'll finally could rest peacefully in that life style," Bu explained as she rest against her father. It felt great to get her feelings and thoughts out here so that they were not bottled up inside of her. At least now, Limbuko knew of them as well and perhaps where she was coming from.
"If I go to the place of golden lions, mayhaps I will find that special someone... don't forget, I'm your daughter. I will have to use my wiles to get the things I want."
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 1:22 pm
"Mhmmm" -A soft, simple hum of reassurance met her question. He might not come right away, that second. But it was all part of being a god. Busy or not if someone called he felt the tug, and therefore felt endlessly driven to follow it when he had the time. A child of his own flesh and blood, he could only imagine the draw might be stronger.
Watching her softly Lim couldn't quite find himself agreeing with Bu's thoughts, but he said nothing, simply nodding in affirmation. He might not understand, but if that's what she needed to be happy, that was just the way it was.
He nipped onto her ear gently, raising a cautious brow at her comment, for what parents liked to hear about such things. True as they might be. Almost immediately his affection was again being place against her as he groomed the back of her neck lightly.- "Will you be leaving soon then?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 6:26 pm
She nuzzled against his fur from his reassurance, that certain made her all the happier. Maybe she could have some faith that her father will come for her when she called for him. Though, she hoped she won't have to for a long time. Must leave father to his business and duties.
Limbua looked at her father with the best, sweet smile she could muster from deep within. She did not want to push the thought of being depressed anymore. The last thing she wanted was the God of Pleasure to become the God of Displeasure. She licked his fur lightly with a purr. "I'll be able to take care of things myself for a while, don't you worry. I'll be sure to call for when I do."
The nipping made her try to pull away with a playful mew from the sudden attack. The bathe of affection was welcomed greatly as she laid herself down for her father to groom her. It was very relaxing and it was all the better because it was from someone she deeply cared about.
"Maybe spend the night and leave tomorrow, bidding mother my farewell... Will you be leaving soon?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 9:27 pm
-He seemed contented with her reassurance, nodding softly. Impulsive as she might be, he trusted her senses to pull her out of trouble if it really came about. A serene and peaceful feeling settled upon him, erasing for the moment atleast the worries and unhappiness that'd plagued him lately.
Perhaps that is why he answered her question so quickly, curling his small lilac frame about her.- "I'll leave in the morning as well then. As long as you don't mind me hanging around." -He smiled softly, relitively sure of the answer even before he spoke it. But nonetheless the words were comforting in the lazy afternoon, with his daughter so near and the soft texture of her sunset hued pelt under his tongue.-
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