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 Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 9:36 am
Night was apparently the time she liked to be up. Despite being up all day, trying to find someone to play with and play a trick on, but her siblings had gotten wise. They'd learned not to take her up on anything that might have sounded funny coming from the normally cunning female. Now, she was an adolescent and itching to get something done with her life. Feana had no friends, since, when she tried to make them, she pranked them to far and no one liked that.
That's why she was outside the den, on her back, looking up at the starry night and wondering what was going to happen to her if she didn't get a friend. Her siblings seemed to have friends. She knew her mother had friends before she left. But Feana didn't.
"Should I just tell jokes? I wonder if that's a good way..." She rolled over onto her stomach and took in a huge breath of air, letting it wash over the roof of her mouth. There were a few mice near by that she smelled. Luckily, she didn't care for mice. They were to chewy and stringy. She preferred something more crunchy, more filling like a zebra or a wildebeest.
"Great... Now I'm hungry," she grumbled, frowning as her tail swirled up the grass and dust behind her before getting to her paws and stretching out, feeling her joints pop. It felt amazing despite how sleepy she was. "Maybe I should go hunt.."
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 11:48 am
After having a talk with Azi and learning about all his cubs, Pembe couldn't help but be elated by the news. He had seen quite a few of them, Azi told him that there was six cubs totaly, and he couldn't wait to at least meet them all.
As he walked through the grounds, his pale eyes caught a very familiar figure up ahead. Once he got a bit closer, he realized it was one of his daughters. He caught the last bit of her words and felt the corners of his mouth curl upward as he spoke, "Hunting alone is never any fun, you know!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 12:33 pm
Turning around, her blue eyes caught sight of a brilliant pink male. Blinking at his words, she arched a brow and crouched a little bit, huffing. "Fun? Hunting isn't fun. It's work for food," she sated with a nod, arching a brow at him. Was this her dad? Mom told her that's where she'd gotten her eyes and markings, and looking him over, it seemed that this ways him.
She moved a bit closer to him and then sniffed carefully. "You're... my dad, right? So...." What an awkward meeting. "Let's go bond by hunting," she said with thoughtfulness, thinking, obviously. Feana was hungry and hadn't eaten yet, not that she usually ate in the mornings.
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