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 Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 4:08 pm
A leap and a slash of her fangs was all it took to bring down the young beast in front of her. It was a sick fawn, but it was enough to make Vuxta want to spout tears. She had made her first kill since she lost her sight! The weeks of near-death starvation had caused her eyes to become cold and dry. She hadn't cried thus far through her trial, and this minor success wasn't going to bring that streak to an end. Instead she enjoyed her prize, tearing away the frail flesh and feasting on the juicy interior.
Her sense of smell, which she recently found was very important when it came to identifying distant creatures and objects, was drowned in the scent of the blood. She couldn't use her nose any more than she could use her eyes at the moment, but her ears were still alert. Her ears were her favorite, now. She'd never noticed how musical the bird's songs were, or how swiftly the water moves over the land in a rainstorm. There were so many new things she could hear and smell. Then again, without her sight, she was dying.
Vuxta paused, ears pricking to absorb the sound of faraway paw steps. It's heavy, can't be a cheetah... And less stealthy than a leopard. It must be a lion. Vuxta couldn't tell how far he was, but her lips curled into a snarl regardless. She hastily gorged herself on her kill, just in case the male's intentions were to take it away from her.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:49 am
 Ment was returning from a hunt of his own, his belly distended with the large amount of meat he had gorged himself on and a smug smile spread across his face from his self-satisfaction. Today was shaping out to be a rather good day in his eyes and he had hoped it didn't come to an abrupt end. Unfortunately, his bird companion, Chopoa, was not with him today so the chance of having his day become a mess was much higher than normal.
As he trotted along he spied something dark out on the horizon. Perhaps a new friend for him to make? He'd have to check this new individual out for himself. He quickened his pace to reach the individual out on the horizon until he realized that it was a lioness, on top of which she seemed as if she was blind, but he could be wrong. He's seen lions and lionesses who had eyes so light it almost looked as if blindness had set in, but they were perfectly capable of seeing.
He approached further until he noticed that the expression on the dark lioness's face was that of a snarl. Had she seen him coming and didn't want any of his attention? Was she not a fan of males? He had no clue, and gulping he decided to address her, "Uhm... Hello?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 9:55 pm
Vuxta listened intently as the male padded closer. He was taking his sweet time, but the desperate lioness certainly was not. By the time he spoke Vuxta's meal was half gone, the creatures blood satisfying her primitive desire for food. As if she'd eaten too fast, or too much, the dark lioness suddenly felt unwell. Her dark eyelids fluttered over her pearly corneas - no need to keep them open, anyways - and she let her body slam into the earth with a dull thud.
"Uhm... Hello?"
"I heard you the first time." Vuxta whispered hoarsely, a sneer on her voice as she struggled to lift her head from her bloodstained kill... Oblivious that the male never repeated himself. Identifying no immediate threats in his voice or his movements, Vuxta let herself relax.
Quickly, she began to recover from her sudden brief illness, finding the strength to return to her paws and address the male properly... though she'd forgotten her eyes were still closed. "My name is Vuxta." Like she always does when she meets someone new, Vuxta wondered if she should tell the stranger straight out that she was blind. What would he think, though? That she was faking it, trying to gain some attention? That was not the case at all. Attention was the last thing Vuxta wanted.
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