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 Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 4:02 am
Each day passed, more or less like the one before it. Boring and uneventful. Yet, Mapinduzi was under the impression that there was little, if anything, to be done about it. That was how life worked, you had to roll with whatever you got, because that was all just your own horrible luck. So why waste the effort trying the change the inevitable?
He lounged back under the shade of the tree that had become a good friend of his over the course of his short life, easing onto his side as he gazed up at the sky. Such a pure stretch of blue, as nobody had ever seen before. Cotton clouds drifted languidly across, chased by the fleeting wind. They were fluffy pillows of ever-changing shapes and sizes, each with its own story to tell.
Duzi felt a warm smile spread across his face as his golden eyes watched the clouds. Here and there, he engaged his mind to identify some of the shapes. A fish, perhaps a gemsbok. And a zebra over to the far left, slowly being torn apart by the wind and morphing into yet another new shape. Perhaps a tree, or even a lion. Who knew.
And so he sat, lazing beneath a tree and watching as life gently passed him by.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 11:14 am
Unknown to Mapinsuzi, the pink leopardess was tumbling around excitedly, paws attempting to grasp a stone she came across after finding a mouse to nibble upon. Sekuda smiled happily as her eyes landed on the stone. After flailing her paws after it, it had landed close to a tree, completely trapped by the trees large trunk. Tail flicking, she charged towards the stone, paws sliding under it to lift it from it's place. As she did this, the stone flew once more, landing in another place in which she'd have to search for it once more.
She didn't have much luck finding it this time. Wherever it landed, it landed in a place she couldn't spot it. The stone was probably camouflaged behind every little thing here, and could have fallen into a small hole. A snake hole.
A shiver ran down her spine. That snake could be poisonous, defiantly one thing she wasn't about to approach just for a stone.
Sighing, she shook her head and her ears fell. That defiantly ruined her fun, and her tail stopped it's flickering excitement immediately. A frown had appeared on her face, and Sekuda soon looked around in curiosity, in an attempt to find something, or someone, interesting to play with.
She hoped she could find something else to occupy her. After all, she was living a life of loneliness after her encounter with that one lioness. And after the incident which shattered her voice, she couldn't go back to her friends... They could not learn of her accident, she felt that they shouldn't worry about it.
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2008 2:12 am
Had it remained an uneventful day, he would have been perfectly happy. As it was, no sooner had he decided he might drift off into a deep sleep than a rock had shot out from apparently nowhere. A moment later, a bundle of pink and white blurred past him, in hot pursuit, he decided.
For a moment he sat where he was, his mind in limbo as it decided between investigating, or simply letting the incident pass. Hm, perhaps... He got to his paws, and peered around the trunk of the tree, his amber eyes searching, until finally they landed on the little leopardess. She looked... definitely bored. That was good, he supposed, the fact that he was not the only one. Of course, he wouldn't necessarily have called himself bored. He was simply entertaining himself on a day when nobody else seemed to be around.
Granted, he had wandered off purposely, but, life wasn't about analysing his own actions too much. Or not at all, perhaps, he didn't quite know which.
"Uh..." He began, then paused. Then, "What are you doing...?"
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