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 Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 12:31 pm
Nissa was sprawled out in the shade, panting in an attempt to cool down. She'd spent the morning crossing open land - something that always made her nervous - and was now having a well deserved rest with the help of the trees above her head.
Nissa was not the most friendly cat you might meet, hiding hurts of her past by being confrontational and refusing to accept that deep down, the arguments with her mother hurt her very deeply indeed. Even now she missed her, despite the fact that she hadn't been a good mother to Nissa or any of her siblings.
But she was alone now and, despite telling herself constantly that she didn't mind, she hated it.
But she couldn't bring herself to talk to anyone. Couldn't bring herself to attempt to join a pride. She'd just end up annoying others and get herself wounded, killed or thrown out. She wasn't sure what would be worse.
Her temperament had certainly not improved any since her best friend had disappeared and there was certainly no sign of him coming back. Dear Cit, the only male she had ever trusted. Ever. She wondered where he was. Whether he missed her, too. Probably not, though, she hadn't been the best of company.
She sighed deeply and let her eyes fall closed. Best to sleep. She'd feel better once she woke up refreshed.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 1:21 pm
With one last brush of his claws, his mane fell against his face in shining, ebony perfection. He tipped his head to one side, admiring his profile in the reflection of the small watering hole that he lay reclined beside. Of his littermates, his wings were the largest. His mane was the best kept, the longest, and the fullest. His coat shone like an opal in the sunlight, his markings weaving their way through the sea of black. They brought out his eyes, bright and beautiful, his teeth, white and perfect, and his muscle tone, toned and brilliant. In his mind, there would never again exist a more fitting portrait of perfection.
"Oh yes, you lady killer~", he mused out loud, his voice as soft and smooth as silk, honey to the ears of any who heard it. In his humble opinion.
He lifted his head slightly and raised a brow. A pillar of pink and white feathers moved through the grass. Certainly no bird he was familiar with. He watched in silence as the blades of grass parted to reveal a female. Colored similar to himself, always a plus. She looked...upset.
The male reclined back against the rock and threw out his chest. With a toss of his mane he announced himself with a contented sigh. There was no reason to hide his true form- there was nothing to be ashamed of.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 2:06 pm
Her eyes flashed open, tired as she was, and it took her only a second to spot him...it? What exactly was the thing standing just over there? He looked sort of like a lion and yet he definitely was not! He had some very convincing looking horns and...and...wings? WINGS? What the--?!
Her whole body went rigid, the fur along her neck standing on end. She'd never come across a god before and didn't really get involved in any conversations about them. And yet, here one was, standing right before her and boy did he look like a pompous idiot.
Getting slowly to her paws, keeping low to the ground, she growled and shifted away from the tree, not too ashamed to flee if things took a turn for the worst. And if that did happen, she certainly didn't want to take a tumble across any tree roots. And then she growled louder, curling her lips up to show her teeth. Maybe that would get him to go away.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 3:40 pm
Rama only chuckled at the display of aggression. Silly doe. Did she even know who he was? Of course not.
"Do not be afraid." He coaxed softly, offering both a pleasant smile and a tip of his head. "I know I look intimidating, but do not fear, I am really quite gentle..."
He threw his chest out and gently placed a paw over his breastbone, "Allow me to introduce myself... I am Rama. The envy of the gods and all below us, I know it can be...overwhelming, but please-" He put out a paw, "Do not grovel for too long, it would be a shame to hide such a pretty face."
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 3:56 pm
Her snarl stilled, replaced by...shock? Disbelief? Perhaps neither of those were right. But her face relaxed a little, eyes widening, jaw hanging somewhat ajar. Was this guy for real, or what? How dare he go assuming such a thing! That she might be overwhelmed by him!!
She had seen prettier children come from warthogs and she was about to tell him so when he mentioned something about...grovelling? Grovelling?! Nissa was many things, she did many things, but there was one thing she didn't do and that was flatter and grovel and bend to the whims of males. Even god males!
She'd show him a thing or two!!
"If you've come to be admired, you're wasting your time, immortal. Do you know how ridiculous you look with those wings stuck on your shoulders like that?" She curled a lip, disgusted. "I won't bow down to anyone, especially a male, god or not."
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 2:43 pm
The god stared, perhaps in disbelief, perhaps in confusion. Either way, towards the end of the female's angry bout his lips quirked into a deceptively charming smirk. After a moment of silence he threw his head back and laughed, a charming enough sound. Rich and full of good-humor.
"Ah no no- you got me all wrong." He waved a paw, "I don't come down to be worshiped at all! I hardly demand it, it just happens." He brushed back his fur with a paw and settled back against the rock, "It's... in my nature. A curse really... as far as my wings go, there's no need to get so upset. You're wearing a crown of feathers, I doubt the desire to taste the wind has never touched your mind."
He rested his chin on the back of his paw and leaned forward. "Ooh come now. Obviously someone has never been rightly complemented by a male such as myself... otherwise you'd not say such things."
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 2:51 pm
She couldn't believe this guy. She couldn't actually believe it. She knew that lions had egos, but this one's ego towered above any others! Did he really think he was so amazing, so beautiful, so charming that all he need to do was strut around and females would fall at his paws?
This was the kind of male Nissa hated with a passion.
"It never has." She snapped back. "I don't wear feathers because I want to fly." She wasn't about to tell him why she did wear them, though. To frighten people, maybe? Intimidate? To look bigger and meaner so she wouldn't be bothered.
"Well, you've got that right, at least. And do you know why I don't get complimented, male? Because I tend to scratch out their eyes before they get a chance." She shifted, setting her paws more firmly upon the earth. She didn't think he was about to attack her, but better to be safe than sorry. She'd rather be ready to counter or flee. Better that than dead. "And, if you think you can tame me with a few pretty words then you're sadly mistaken. I'm not that kind of girl."
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 3:16 pm
He lifted an eyebrow. So... his wings were 'ugly' but her little...hat thingy was acceptable? The logic was over his head, he didn't bother address it. In his humble opinion, the colors clashed terribly with her. Perhaps if they'd been gray...
He shook his head, breaking his train of thought before it completely carried him away. The girl was talking again.
"Fffffph." He blew up at his bangs and slowly shifted his paws underneath him to grace her with the sight of him stretching his large, muscular frame out, working the kinks from his back and shoulders left over from his nap.
"So -that- is your problem! No male's found you attractive before, poor doe...", He pushed his bottom lip out and slowly made his way over. Standing up, he was quite a deal larger than an average lion his age. Perhaps even a little larger than a mortal male might have been. He wasn't in the least bit afraid for his eyes.
"Well I think with the right items and an attitude adjustment you could be quite the catch. But snip like that and I might just find someone else to flatter. Afterall-", he sighed, "There is only one of me. A pity, really... there's so many out there that could use my help. I'm a saint, really... but there's only so many hours in a day..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 3:25 pm
She watched him and, for a terrible moment she could sort of see what other females might see in him. He was confident and...she supposed he was sort of good looking. Sort of. Not her type, of course, but whatever... Perhaps if he'd not had such a cocky attitude, she might have eased up a little bit. But he was irritating her and she certainly wasn't going to let him bait her into saying something foolish.
And then he spoke again and she blinked, fighting for a retaliation.
"Don't say it as if it bothers me!" Her hackles were bristling again. "I don't want to be found attractive. Just shut up. Shut up!!" She stamped a paw into the ground and dug her claws into the earth, gritting her teeth to hold back her anger.
"Attitude adjustment? Me? ME?! Excuse me, Mister I'm-so-amazing-look-at-me-whilst-I-prance-around-looking-like-an-idiot. I think you need to have a glance over your own attitude." She hissed angrily. "You are UNBELIEVABLE!!" Her claws curled deeper into the ground, almost as if she were holding herself back. "How about you do us both a favour and turn back the way you came."
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 2:16 pm
Her angry, vocal statement had his brows raising once more. She didn't want to be found attractive? It didn't bother her? He'd never heard a larger pack of lies his entire life. There wasn't a creature on planet earth that drew breath that didn't want some kind of recognition. For their wit, for their appearance, for their voice- it didn't matter. Every creature had one trait that they valued about themselves.
"Now now now..." He lifted a claw and wagged it back and forth, "Don't lie to me, young lady. Everyone wants to be admired for one thing or another. Let's see...you got quite the attitude. Perhaps you'd like me to complement that? My what a sharp tongue you have! And such a temper!"
He brushed his mane back and sighed. "I know. Unbelievable is the right word, though your assessment of my attitude is...misguided. I've been nothing but calm and cordial." He curled a paw under his chin and leaned forward, gracing his features with yet another silken smile. "And if I may say- I was here first. It was you who approached me. So if my presence is casting too large a shadow over you, feel free to go back the way -you- came."
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 2:24 pm
"Can you not hear what I'm saying, male?! I do not want your compliments because compliments from you - or any other male for that matter - mean absolutely nothing. All of you are conniving, untrustworthy brutes and nothing you say can change my mind about that."
Nissa did not believe in love. She had seen how it had destroyed her mother and did not want any part of it. So, the best way to avoid love? Push any and every male away from her. Stay alone. Stay...unhappy. Though, of course, she would never admit that it made her unhappy. To her, it was a small price to pay to keep her sanity.
"Are you looking for a fight, is that it? Do you want to test yourself against my claws? Because you're going about it the right way if so." She flexed them again, growling angrily. "You wouldn't be the first I've fought against and it wouldn't be my first victory, either."
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 3:26 pm
Rama rolled his eyes. So she was one of -those- females. "Let's get something straight before I send you out into the world, lady. Your ...summery of male-kind is very unfair. In fact, it only serves to insult your intelligence further. You saying all males are like me- and while they may wish that were true- is... just plain silly. I mean that's like me saying that all females are mindless, giggling, twits eager and ready to carry cubs for the first muscle-bearing brute on four legs that comes their way. Unfair no?"
He flexed his free paw and inspected his perfect ebony talons. "Ah...no. I just had my claws sharpened, you see. It would be a shame to dirty them so soon. And besides, I do not fight girls. It would make me all that you say I am."
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 3:41 pm
She bristled. Angry. Bitter. She hated that he had a point but, really, she had been lucky in that pretty much all the males she had met had been awful creatures. Fine. This male wasn't 'awful' in that he wasn't going to attack her, was being totally - but infuriatingly - reasonable and that he did seem to have some brain up there in his head.
Even still...
"Life isn't fair, though, is it." Nissa hissed, bearing her fangs. She realised, then, that it would be her who was leaving. He clearly had no intention of going and she really didn't want to fight. Usually people were intimidated by her and left but this male certainly wasn't. Angry that she'd pretty much lost this fight, she began to back up, tail thrashing.
"Fine. Just stay here, then. I'm outta here." And, with another low hiss, the female turned to move away.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 11:16 pm
"No, I suppose it's not." He shrugged casually, "But you're not helping in making it any more fair now are you? Not for me, not for you- not for anyone. You'll never smell the lovely flowers if you stomp on every one you see first."
He licked the palm of his paw and threw her a kiss, a charming enough expression that he'd learned as a cub. His mother had thought it to be 'cute' back then, perhaps girls would find it 'cute' now.
"Farewell! And may you clear your head one day!"
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