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Preference of hyenas: If my entry is picked Sister, Nephew/Son, Brother ... if I'm in a raffle, Brother, Sister, Nephew/Son.
Name/meaning of brother: Mkaguzi (Inspector)
Name/meaning of sister: Siri'Kutatulia (Mystery Solved)
Name/meaning of son/nephew: Kuiba (to steal)
Their story:

“I dint do it,” the hyena said sullenly.

Siri’ thought that one day soon she would be driven out of her mind. It was always I dint do it, I dint do nothin’, I ‘unno how it got there, I dint take it, I dint do NOTHIN’. Over and over again, every day. The stupid thieving creature answered even simple questions as though they were interrogations. She could ask him, “Did you see the river, Kuiba?” and he would hunch down and give her that sulky glare, replying “I never saw no river. I dint do it,” in his dull, irritating voice.

It was all her brother’s fault, she thought sourly. They had it all, they were at the top of their game. Lacking the numbers of a pack to back them up, the two hyenas had relied on brains over brawn to make their living. And what a living it was! Packs and prides welcomed them wherever they went. Even gods had been known to call upon Siri’ and Mka’. No mystery, no problem was too big or too little for the pair. They traded their services as problem solvers to beasts in need of help, and were quite happy to do so.

Other hyenas might have been satisfied spending their days running after antelopes and trying to gnaw chunks off them. It was a different kind of hunt that inspired Siri’ and Mka’. The hunt for answers! They had caught murderers and thieves, found lost loves and lost items. Even if the answers they provided weren’t always well received, at least the brother and sister knew they had done a good job.

Until now.

They had been called to investigate a pride’s complaints of theft. Useless stuff, garbage and trinkets, but the hyenas knew well that even petty theft can lead to strife in a small community. When they had tracked the thief to his den, Siri’ had found herself looking at a male hyena with her coloring, her markings. And what had he said?

“I dint do it!”

Even before she had accused him! But Siri’ was less consumed by the mystery of the stolen trash than by the mystery of this hyena’s identity. He was younger than her, he couldn’t be some long lost brother. Although he did look like Mka’ … her suspicions raised, Siri’ had dragged the offender back to where she and her brother made camp, to get a few things straight.

Mka’, usually as cool-headed and analytical a hyena as one could hope to find, had broken down. The yellow mane, the cool blue … he knew those colors. It had been a lead, he said miserably. An informant. Okay, she wasn’t the most savory of hyenas, but he’d been trying to get information out of her. And then she’d given him some fermented fruit. It would have looked funny not to try it, right? And one thing had led to another, and he hadn’t wanted to anger her, so …

Siri’ ground her teeth thinking of Mka’s stupidity. She ground her teeth often now, and lost her temper with increasing regularity. How terribly, unforgivably foolish of him to have been seduced by some … bone-chewing hussy! And how stupid to have LEFT without seeing whether or not said hussy was now in the family way. If he’d gotten hold of wretched Kuiba as a pup, perhaps the brother and sister might have raised him a little better than his undoubtedly idiotic mother had done.

“I dint DO IT, I dint even SEE IT, I dint—”

“Kuiba!” Siri’ roared, her fraying temper snapping. “Shut your driveling mouth!” It wasn’t like her to shout, she was cool, she was in control.

“What’s going on?” Mka’ asked, trotting up to the little scene. He looked worried, as he usually did now. He felt responsible for his thieving, untrustworthy idiot of a son. Even though his son was now an adult, he was still young, and still (Mka’ thought with vanishing hope) moldable. They could turn him into a respectable hyena yet, and then he wouldn’t be torn apart by furious lions someday for taking something he shouldn’t have.

“Your fool son has taken something again. From our CLIENTS!” Siri’ hissed, furious, jerking her head towards the pitiful heap of feathers. Some kind of headdress, some silly gaudy garment that had caught Kuiba’s eye. “We’ll be ruined! They’ll think we’re thieves too, Mka’!”

Mka’s ears drooped. Not again. “Kuiba…” he sighed.

“I tole you,” the brown male grumbled, beginning his story again. “First off, I never even seen that thing in my whole life ‘fore now. Third off, I dint do whatever she sayin’ I did do, which I in fact DINT do —” His whining spiel was interrupted suddenly by Siri’s jaws, clamping down hard on his ear. “YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!” Kuiba screeched, flinching away.

Mka’ stared at his sister in astonishment. They weren’t violent, even when subduing murderers and the like they’d never intentionally tried to hurt their quarry.

Siri’ felt a little astonished herself. She spat the foul taste of Kuiba’s ear from her mouth, glaring at the two males. Kuiba had driven her to it, but they wouldn’t be saddled with the dolt if not for Mka’s stupidity. She hated both the males right now, hated them with a fury that startled her. Then it faded, quickly as it had come, and she turned away from Kuiba with a disgusted snort, walking away. “You return that thing, Mka’. You deal with him. He’s your son, keep him under control!” She snarled over her shoulder as she left.

Preference of hyenas:
1.) Son/Nephew
2.) Sister
3.) Brother
Name/meaning of brother: Tumbuka (have a hole)
Name/meaning of sister: Badiliwa (be changed)
Name/meaning of son/nephew: Tawakali (have hopes of something)
Their story:

This was unlike his sister. Badiliwa had been missing for weeks and the last that Tumbuka had known, she was out hunting for the two of them. He had been worried sick and tortured every night of the thoughts that ran though his head. He hadn't known what happened to his sibling and companion, but he spent every waking hour frantically searching for her. Tumbuka hadn't even worried about eating very often and had withered a bit since Badiliwa's disappearance. He dedicated every moment in hopes of her return.

Then one day, while he was returning home from his daily search, he noticed motion inside of their home. What the hell?
It dawned on him... Badiliwa? Had she come home?

Tumbuka raced to the den as fast as his legs could carry him. The closer he got, the more the creature in his home was starting to look like his sister. He hoped he wasn't dreaming this, or that his mind wasn't playing tricks on him. Tumbuka wanted this vision to be true!

Not even reaching the opening, he cried out.

"Badiliwa! Where have you been all of these weeks? I have been going insane not knowing where you have been! Never do this to me again!"

It was a tough decision to decide to come home for the female. Her fear of being rejected by her brother had been eating her alive... almost as much as the visions of Badiliwa that Tumbuka had. She had messed up...

Staring at her brother in teary silence, she lifted her fluffy tail that had been hiding the result of a fling. At the time, she hadn't known what she was thinking. It was like someone else had taken over her body, but she loved this little one, who she called Tawakali, more than her brother could ever know. When he was born, Badiliwa was quite excited that her son looked mostly like her. Hopefully it would ease the past, present, and future a bit. It was her son, and hers alone.

"I'm sorry, Tumbuka... I was scared." It was all that the chocolate hyena could squeeze out of her. All she was hoping for was her brother's acceptance, but she wasn't so sure that she'd get it. After all, she disappeared for weeks, made him probably assume she was dead, and came back with a baby that was sure to change everything.

Swiping at the cave wall in anger, he couldn't believe this. His own sister who he could tell everything to; that could tell anything to him (so he thought), had hid a HUGE lie to him. Tumbuka wasn't so sure that he could ever trust her again. This wasn't any white lie... This was serious to him. Why couldn't she just come straight home and tell him? He didn't find it that hard.

"What's so hard about coming home and telling me about this... this... MISTAKE?!?" Although he seemed furious (and he was), he was more torn up on the inside than anything. He felt like he was betrayed. This baby had kept them apart and if he ever saw the male who knocked up his sister, he would have to knock him around... and that was an understatement.

"How dare you call my son a mistake, Tumbuka! Even if that day was a mistake, I will love my son day in and day out!" His response was beyond the desirable; it was in the dirt.

Tumbuka stormed off. It was too much for him to handle in one day. This baby meant that everything he had with his sister would no longer be. Everything that he had planned once he found his sister was destroyed. All of her attention would be on the baby and that's not what he wanted. He was slightly worried that this argument would make her leave again, but after this upset, he wasn't quite sure if he cared or not at this point.

It was that day that ying and yang grew apart.

Preference of hyenas: honestly, I like them all equally, so I'd take what ever. But if a pref is necessary it'd be: son/nephew, brother, sister.
Name/meaning of brother: Kaari {Arch in Finnish}
Name/meaning of sister: Keltainen {Amber in Finnish}
Name/meaning of son/nephew: Ranta`helmi {Shore Gem in Finnish}
Their story: {If I had more time I definently would go into more detail and such with this, but.. since I don't I cannot. x} But thank you for this opportunity. <3 }


The brother and sister team were indeed close, and tight knit like a wool sweater. But on their travels, as they met many other prides and rogues, and had perhaps spent a few nights and days with them, sister-dearest ventured off with a male from said encounters, and shared a rather lovely night with him. Though, of course her naive ways were ignorant to the possibility of him leaving the next morning. But lo-and behold, he had.
Rather embarrassed of the whole thing, she didn't dare tell her dear brother. But of course, it didn't go to unnoticed. The coming weeks Kaari could tell his Kelta dear was becoming, well, rather pudgy. Of course they'd always had plenty to eat, but... goodness, was she really pigging out that much? Not giving too much mind to it, aside from a few playful banters here and there, he had no idea of the possibility of the sweet female to even conceive.
But, of course, she eventually did. This caused quite a shock to Kaari, and made his trust in his sister become questioned. Why hadn't she told him? Of course out of shame, but non-the less, he was very skeptical of their once tight alliance.
The son grew up with them, but had quite a feisty spirit; much like Kaari, which caused many an outbursts and headbutting.
He wasn't afraid to question or go against his uncle's wishes, and fight for what he thought was better for the petite pack. Even if he was considerably younger. Of course, Kelt was torn between the two, and couldn't side with either. The tension was rather high, and made the two siblings bond widen. Kelt wanted peace amongst the family, Kaari wanted to have his alpha rank respected, and Ranta just wanted to be considered. Of course Kaari loves them both, since they are family, but respect is something he holds in high regards. Ranta's rather unsure of his uncle and his choices, leaving there to rarely ever be neutral words between the two.

Preference of hyenas: Nephiew, Brother, Sister
Name/meaning of brother: Cha'Tima ("The Caller")
Name/meaning of sister: Makawee ("Mothering")
Name/meaning of son/nephew: Ata'halne ("He interrupts")
Their story:
The two decided on leaving their pack once they’d hit adolescence. It was on neutral terms and there were no hard feelings. They were old enough to make their own way in the world and the pack was growing too large to provide for all the members in their limited territory. Cha’Tima, an ambitious young male sought to start up his own pack far from the territory of his birth. His sister, Makawee, had been his biggest fan growing up. Often times, the pups would fancy themselves as heros of the packs, the hyenas that all the pups would come to talk about in later generations.

When the two finally set out, they found that the world outside was hardly the outstanding place of their childhood fantasies. They soon found themselves fighting off jackals for half-rotten carcasses, dodging crocodiles at watering holes, and running from packs of angry wild dogs who’s territory they’d come too close to. The two were soon forced to concentrate on survival and survival alone.

As Cha grew into a young adult, he began slipping off during the daytime while Makawee rested in whatever shelter they’d managed to find at the time. While Cha was out seeking a potential mate, and perhaps a few extra scraps for his belly, it was Makawee who was fortunate enough to encounter a roving male. Her mating was little more than an act of instinct. The male had left shortly before Cha’s return.

Cha was less than happy when Makawee’s belly began to round out. Where she’d once worshiped the ground he walked on, bowing to his every demand and whim, the female grew outright demanding. She ate more than her fair share of the kills with the excuse that she needed it more than Cha did, she grew snippy, temperamental, and even began demanding her privacy in whatever shelter they happened across on their constant travels.

A single pup was born and while Maka’s temperment had improved, her world now revolved around her young son. As the pup grew, so did the tension among the group. For one, he was a rebellious pup, answering only to his mother. Ata’halne also began showing prowess in both hunting and tracking. Where Cha would return with a plump hare for supper, Ata would return with a young gazelle. Whatever Cha did, Ata did better- and he knew it.

Once Ata had grown into a full adult, he became the self-imposed leader of the small group with his mother insuring that cha minded himself while spoiling the living daylights out of her son. Ata, while unopposed to the thought of creating a pack, is less than responsible. While talented, he has no head for leadership, or guidance. He’s self-centered, very aware of his talents, and a bit of a bully.

Good luck to everyone who entered! ^_^

~Spazzy_the_Wolfie~, please post your choice of the following two:




and second raffle winner gets the remaining.

edit: Thalion wins remaining!

Ooo! Awesome! I'll have to chat with Satsu and Velvet!