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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 4:08 pm
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Ah, there. Finally!
Catching a glimpse of a familiar orange hue, Skadi hastened her trot, eager to be rid of the last part of this troublesome gazelle. She had had to search more intensely than she had anticipated to find him, and now that she finally had... she could see why.
She had known Blota for quite a while, actually. They were close enough in age that they had spent some time with the same minders off and on, and at the very least she knew him well enough to see when he was sulking.
So he was hiding. He probably wanted some peace and quiet, to contemplate whatever might be weighing down his young mind. Well, too damn bad.
Not even caring if he noticed her, she padded right up to him and dropped the quarter of a gazelle as close to his nose as she could get.
"Here. It's probably the last ration you'll have today. Buck up and eat, stripeypaws."
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 1:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 4:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 1:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2009 10:10 pm
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As the young sacrifice aggressively rose to his feet, Skadi couldn't help but notice that the kid had grown up a bit. He was almost the same size as her soon, and with the way that his body was starting to fill out, slowly leaving the awkwardness of youth behind, he would probably end up quite a bit bigger.
But not yet. And certainly not if he didn't eat. Skadi's tail kept lashing unabated, and she didn't so much as flinch at his silly little outburst. In her current mood she was in no way inclined to avoid a conflict, rather the opposite, and she had apparently found quite a juicy sore spot to wheedle at.
"Well, it would probably help if you tried acting a bit more like one," she snapped, "And show some bloody gratitude for the hard work that's been done for you to get a decent meal, instead of moping about and trying to starve youself to death for some stupid, cubbish reason."
True, she had no idea why he was feeling down, but she didn't really care. Judging from his recent reaction, though, it was probably because he hadn't been treated as the adult he thought he was and as far as Skadi was concerned, that qualified as ridiculous.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 9:40 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 5:43 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 6:29 am
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"Well, I'm not hungry," he said stubbornly, "And I'm not a cub so if you'd just..."
Unfortunately Blota did not even see it coming. He had never been hurt by another Mizimu lion, not for any reason, and didn't have the sense to avoid the strike. Skadi managed to get in a good hit that sent Blota's head spinning, more because he was unprepared than because of the force. It hurt his ego more than it hurt his cheek, but it did indeed make him "snap out of it".
"Fine," he mumbled, hunkered down in a submisive stance, "I'll eat it if it's so important to you."
He quickly picked up what was left of the gazelle and started to pad away from Skadi, without as much as a thanks. Hopefully she wouldn't follow, because he didn't feel like being hit for not eating quickly enough.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 12:39 pm
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Skadi just blinked as Blota deflated, taking all the fight in her with him. She hesitated to put her paw back down again, flexing it slightly as if to get a replay on just how hard she had hit him, anyway.
Pretty hard, hadn't she? Hard enough to cause an unconditional surrender. If it was her, she would have had to be hit pretty damn hard to achieve that effect. Why had she gone so far, anyway? He was smaller than her, younger than her, and a bloody sacrifice, to boot. Why had she let her temper run away with her like this? Just because she happened to have a bad day?
She slowly put the paw down, feeling her temperature rise most uncomfortably. Blota slunk off, defeated, taking the gazelle with him, and she pulled in a breath as if to call him back, but held it.
No, she would not apologize. He had had it coming, being so stubborn and ungrateful... and cubbishly dramatic. Starving himself, indeed... he should probably actually be grateful that she hadn't accepted his nonsense and made him eat. Okay, so she had been a bit rough about it, but it had done the trick, hadn't it? Could he really have been convinced otherwise?
She let the breath out with a frustrated huff and sent another glance after the retreating Sacrifice, before turning and padding off in the other direction. Let him feel hurt or whatever he was feeling - he was eating, and that was all she needed from him.
But her skin still tingled with embarrassment.
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