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 Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:49 pm
 Bwana sat under the shade of a tree, watching the sun trough the almost completely leafless ranches above him. It was getting on, he knew, the sun slowly drooping down over the horizon. Soon there wouldn’t be any need for shade- the whole world would be dark. For now, though, he continued to enjoy the shadows provided by the tree, limited though they were.
He would need to make his way back to his companions before the night set in completely. Not because he worried about their safety, but he knew they would get irate with him if he left them wondering about him for too long.
Sneaking off was not a good thing in their book, apparently.
Sighing heavily, he sank against the dirt, the purple animal rolling onto his side as a paw gripped the aging tree trunk. He had a lot on his mind, but all he seemed to be able to concentrate on was how bored he was feeling
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 9:06 pm
 Amidst the hesitant "morning" calls of nocturnal birds and insects as the day came to an end was a faint, but certainly audible, grumbling. Idili'su was not pleased. But was he ever? Sulking across the grass, eyes hard and too careless to brush the drooping mane out of his eyes, the adult continued his grumbling as he walked.
Not many people knew of the rather unique, solitary lion. He was always cooping himself up in the most secretive areas he could find...but there were a finger-pinch of individuals who did know Idili'su, at least moderately well. And those who knew him even moderately well knew that there was a single and insurmountable bane of his existence. That bane was a bizarre leopardess named Gogo. So of course it would be easy to guess that the lion must have been grumbling about said creature.
That. Damned. Leopard.
Every day, she came to him. Every day, she screwed things up. There were some hours--pleasant, sweet hours of PEACE where he could WORK in SILENCE, but those hours were few--very few, indeed. Fat, irritating blob of a female. How he utterly despised her. The only times he could be free from her was when he ran off by himself. In fact, that was what he had just done. But every time he did that, no good came from it, because he was always far from his experiments.
Idili'su's steps came to a halt at the base of a tree. He sat down with a heaving sigh and collapsed into a heap of white and red. For now, he would merely stare at the--
HOLY SHI--
Rearing back with a cry of surprise, Idili'su recoiled into a defensive posture (always flight, never fight,) and gaped at a rather large purple lion just mere feet away.
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