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 Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:29 pm
 Thona needed more males in his pride. Seeing it all, all the adults were females! At least, most of his kids were males. At least, that he knew of. He flicked his tail and continued on. The only Thato was the only male that was close enough to being an adult. He flicked his tail. He didn't really want more males in there, but females were weak and pathetic. What if he got attacked while his son's where still young? He needed more male power.
Thona never wondered too far from his pride. For the fear of someone taking his thrown. He hated the idea that someone could take his thrown. Of course, he'd just kill them. No matter what, even if it killed him doing it, he'd still kill the other. It'd be fixed as soon as his sons were adults. Obi would help run things while he was gone, and he'd be able trust that son not to take over completely.
His mind was so preoccupied, he didn't even realize where he was. His head was looking straight at the ground, with his ears back. Which hardly happened unless he knew the place was safe for him to do that. He was so close to his pride lands, he felt safe to let his guard down just a tiny bit. Even though his ears were still working, listening for sounds of unfamiliarness of another. Along with his nose was there to sense if someone was upwind from him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 6:40 pm
 Food.
Mafahali was on the hunt, his large frame pressed to the ground as he stalked a gazelle in the tall grass, dried by the sun and perfect concealment for his brown fur. He moved slowly, dark eyes planted on his meal and unmoving from that position. The target was in sight. Moving closer, he readied himself, claws gripping the earth to keep it from shifting around underneath him. No twigs would be stepped on, no rocks knocked out of place on accident- he knew exactly what he was doing and how it needed to be done.
Get the food.
Height wise, Mafahali was no bigger than any other lion, really. It was his bulk that set him apart. If compared to a human, he would be the kind that wrestled or played football- his muscle mass decidedly larger than the norm. There didn’t seem to be an inch of unneeded fat on his strong frame, the massive creature a machine for fighting. And hunting.
Kill the food.
Without wasting another moment, he sprang forward, thrusting his weight into his attack as he bull-dozed his way towards the prey, knocking over the other gazelle that he hadn’t been targeting in the process. They weren’t important. Using his large frame, he slammed into the surprised animal, large fangs instantly ripping recklessly at the throat while his claws slashed whatever he could get to. It didn’t matter how much blood he spilled, the meat would stay the same. He liked showering in the blood of his victims, anyway.
Eat the food.
So caught up in his meal, he had no idea that he was close to any pride lands or that there was a leopard near him. He was a rather single-minded animal and didn’t often notice things outside of his objectives.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 3:47 pm
Thona had watched the whole thing, well rather the parts when he heard the gazelle protest in something attacking them. His head popped up to see a male lion take out a few of them. Not that he'd seen lions hunt before, but he never seen a male lion take out so many. Possibly it was by accident, since the other ones simply got up and ran away.
He made his way over to the lion and his newly found meal. Not interested in the thing he was strangling with his teeth. As he was close enough, but far enough from the lion attacking him from getting to close. He gave a little "Hmmmmm kmmmm" Sound to get his attention. "My, you have some power there." He said rather admiring the strength he had. Nothing Thona wanted for himself, but for his pride. Thona was plenty strong. Too much muscle would intimidate the ladies.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 4:53 pm
Growling, the large brute looked at the leopard, sizing him up a moment before deciding that the smaller animal was no threat to him. He then went back to eating, crushing the gazelle’s frame under his thick paws. It was easy for him to rip the flesh from the carcass, and fun to boot. He just loved the sound of bones breaking and muscles splitting. Made the whole hunt worth it.
The yummy meat too.
Scarfing down another mouthful of food, Mafahali didn’t really see the point behind the leopard’s comment. He knew he was strong, why did he need this guy to tell him that? Or maybe he was just trying to use that at some attempt at conversation… Mafa wasn’t really very good at subtle people. He wasn’t smart enough to be. Frowning, he kept a paw on his meal, just in case, and watch Thona curiously.
“Yeah?” he grunted, “what of it? If you want me to kill something for ya, yer’re going ta have ta earn it.”
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 11:31 pm
"Oh no, I can kill stuff on my own thank you." He said politely. It really wasn't him to be polite, but why not? This male seemed as if he'd get mad either way he could say it. He flicked his tail. "I was more thinking I could use you in the pride I have." He said with a yawn. "That is of course, if you like hurting others."
He looked as if he might like hurting others, especially the way he was eating that gazelle. Of course, he'd have to make sure the male didn't try anything with his pride members already there, or those to come. It wouldn't be right hurting those who are trying to help your side. He'd worry about that later, first comes for him to agree to his plans.
"Bit of teaching the creatures on this land a bit of a lesson. Seeing them too happy and carefree is quite unsatisfying." He went on. "I feel the world needs to see the darker side of it. Bring fear back into the eyes of peaceful creatures." Oh, it sounded so good. But it'd take time before any of that could happen. He needed an army before he could destroy all happiness. Which this lion could be the key to the start of a great army. Under his control. Oh, the power!
It was hard keeping the greed of Thona's face.
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2009 3:59 pm
Watching Thona carefully, he started to rip carelessly into the body, mutilating it to find the best pieces of meat. Whatever he didn’t like he let dangle or go flying as he searched for his favorite bits. Wasting the food was clearly not something he worried about- if there wasn’t anything left he wanted to eat he would just go find another meal to catch. It really wasn’t that big a deal to him. It what those stupid animals were around for, after all.
Even other hunting animals could be delicious. More than enough to hold him over, should this meal prove less than filling in the end.
Chomping into the chest cavity, pulling out bits of organ and rib, he chewed as he listened to Thona, face decorated with the blood, and small portions of meat, of his newest victim.
“Hurtin others?” Repeated Mafahi, “ain’t no special game fer me or anythin, but I got no problem with hurtin anyone who bugs me.” Listening, the large animal’s eyes glazed, his head turning back to his meal. “Oy, I’ll ‘elp with yer pride if ya want, but I ain’t gotta hear your life story, understand me? I dun need any reasons ta hurt if yer lookin for some muscle. You just gotta tell me what’s in it fer me.” He smiled at that.
A pride sounded alright. At least he would get to chase off unwelcome visitors whenever he wanted to.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 1:16 am
It wasn't a pretty sight, watching the other eat, but it wasn't that disgusting either. Then the other started talking, it was like music to Thona's hears. "That's what I like to hear. " He simply said with a smirk. "Well, you can pretty much have whatever you want. There's not much you can't do in this pride." He told the other Honestly. "So whatever you want to make it to you, is what you get."
"The only thing you can't do is harm others in the pride, and touch Nande." He spoke the only real things he cared about. A pride was suppose to help each other, not hate each others. He flicked his tail, seeing what the other would say.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 7:30 pm
Mafahali allowed his throat to give out a low rumble, the large animal considering the pride a bit more. In his mind, however, it wasn’t actually a very deep and profound musing of his options. Go to the pride and have fun, or don’t go to the pride and have fun.
He was so torn.
Smiling slightly, he rustled his mane about his shoulders, getting up and moving away from the butchered body of the animal he had been eating. It was impossible to tell now what it had even been. One heavy paw crushing its head carelessly as he walked a little closer to Thona hadn’t helped with that much.
“Alright,” he said, voice a bit clearer now that he had finished eating, “but I ain’t making no promises about not hurtin things. If something pisses me off, I’m gonna attack. You just gotta hope your pride members leave me alone. And I don’t know what a Nande is, but I won’t touch it.”
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 2:01 pm
Thona shrugged. "Well, if they piss you off, you come to me before attacking them." He had a thought about how to handle problems in the pride. Perhaps let them battle it out, but in the eyes of King. What was the point of having two fight in the pride if he couldn't enjoy watching it? He thought it was a pretty good idea. He brought his attention back to the other. "That way there can be a fair battle that everyone can enjoy watching." He said to the other in case he wanted to know
He didn't see a reason to stick around any longer. "If you want to follow, go ahead but my pride is close to here. Just over those hills." He told the other. So at least he'd know where to go when ever he wanted, or he could simply just follow him. It was all his choice.
(If your still interested, just send in that forum thing I sent to you to the mule, and post it in the certing thread)
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 1:43 pm
Mafahali allowed his throat to give out a low rumble, the large animal considering the pride a bit more. In his mind, however, it wasn’t actually a very deep and profound musing of his options. Go to the pride and have fun, or don’t go to the pride and have fun.
He was so torn.
Smiling slightly, he rustled his mane about his shoulders, getting up and moving away from the butchered body of the animal he had been eating. It was impossible to tell now what it had even been. One heavy paw crushing its head carelessly as he walked a little closer to Thona hadn’t helped with that much.
“Alright,” he said, voice a bit clearer now that he had finished eating, “but I ain’t making no promises about not hurtin things. If something pisses me off, I’m gonna attack. You just gotta hope your pride members leave me alone. And I don’t know what a Nande is, but I won’t touch it.”
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