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 Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 1:56 pm
It felt so long ago that he'd been asked to leave, a pride could not function fully with more than one male and though he had no real intentions in challenging leadership or the like he'd never really felt part of the pride either. Boston liked his immediate family, but the rest where a blur in his family, leaving was better for everyone even an adventure at the begging. Then the night had come, the long, dark and cold night it was then the daunting thought of the rest of his days like this alone had caught up to him and here he stood, another day, with just himself....
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 2:13 pm
 Now.. this was a rarity. Ever since Elysium had found the fruit that had turned her into her long awaited dream of becoming a water lioness, she rarely ever surfaced on ground. And why would she? The water had always served to protect her, and feed her, providing an extra wave of comfort that no bush or tree could suffice. But at last... here she was. Elie had had a craving for berries. Of all things. It was a craving that had started around a month ago and as the days continued it only grew. It had been quite a while since she had had the delicious little juicy things, it was one sort of food she had missed since living primarily in the water.
So, now she was doing exactly that, traveling along the brush to see if she could find any raspberry bushes, or even strawberry. However, it seemed that since she had last been on land that her senses for survival had become slightly... off.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 2:27 pm
...And though his own company wasn't too bad, it defiantly left little to the imagination. His mind went on and on, falling into a well of self pity that could be all but healthy for a young adult male and his confidence. It wasn't until his stomach made protest and he peered to the early morning sun "Yea Yea I suppose I should off my wallowing butt and get some breakfast" Shaking his head he got off his rear and headed to not the nearest berry bush, but one that would also promise the sating of his throat. Hunting wasn't on Boston agenda, not at this time in the morning so a simple snack of berries and some water would do, besides it wasn't much of a walk, what else did he really have to do?
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