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 Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 1:35 pm
 Kazul was becoming accustomed to the periods of freedom she got each day to explore the pride. She preferred to call it patrolling because it sounded more like something the Reavers of the pride did, rather than something a cub did because she was insufficiently acquainted with the pride, and so still had new things to learn about it every day she went out.
Of course, Kazul was only slowly becoming acquainted with the pride even so because she kept finding things to slow her progress and distract her. Siblings and other cubs were the worst culprits, which wasn't so bad. She liked to meet new people, though she was beginning to worry that there was no one in the entire pride who was as wonderful as her father. Not worry, per se. But her innate suspicion was being confirmed, which was just a little disappointing. She wanted to meet someone who was at least nearly as amazing as he was.
So today her plan was to watch the Reavers as they trained. That seemed like the best place to find amazing warriors like her da. And if she didn't make it there, and instead found herself distracted, she could always go back the next day. And the day after that. In fact, she would have to, since there were always different lions there fighting, and in different combinations, so it would be very difficult to judge which was the best without several return trips.
At least, that was the plan. However, en route Kazul's amber eyes were drawn to a brown figure, larger than she and unfamiliar. Someone new, and close to her own age. She wanted to meet them.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 4:41 pm
Kalii felt himself anting to romp, his siblings all but tired of his high-energy antics. His father was away on "business" which he knew now to be pillaging another pride. He got a big grin thinking of himself joinong a raiding party at one point...
His head turned one way then another, pouncing and killing a small mouse and crunching it between his feet. He did not feel the need to take such a small kill home.
"What a bore--"he spoke, turning, as he did so, spotting another pride meember.
"Well hello," he said, sauntering up to the other cub, unfamilliar with this one.
(( Awwww! I want my re-cert for Kalii! *oogles* ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:21 pm
Kazul grinned and in doing so bared entirely too many teeth. It was not a grin which was quite reassuring, being thoroughly predatory in nature. Well, she was a lioness, so of course she was predatory, but with Kazul it went beyond the usual sort of predatory nature one saw with lions and lionesses. For her it went deeper, beyond her fur and flesh, muscles and marrow. It was something in her soul, the knowledge that she was a Stormborn, freeborn and someday to be a Reaver, or even Captain or Warlord. Her future was bright, and she was full to the brim with pride for her place in the world. She was also pleased to meet someone new.
"Someday I will kill you," she said with relish. Like her father, she delighted in speaking the traditional phrases of the pride, reaffirming each time who she was and what a great people she was part of.
Her father had not been born into the pride, but her mother had been. Her mother's family had been in the pride for generations. Thus, Kazul was very aware of her heritage and incredibly proud of both her parents. She was proud of her siblings, too. Very much so. Even if she competed with them for everything. She was proud that she had such fine siblings to compete against. Otherwise it would be boring and things would be too easy.
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 2:59 pm
Kalii kept himself far enough away to establish himself as a larger and formidable male.
"You have much to prove. I'm sure the iron in yor blood will prevail" he spoke traditionaly in a casual way, the way a friend greets another. Part of the pride meant one of the people. They were together, either of the two liking it or not it did not matter.
"You can keep your glory. I will keep my will in the pride," he spoke again, walking towards her, little fear in his eyes even though the female could attack him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 7:01 am
Kazul wasn't impressed by Kalii's demonstration of being larger than she. Lots of lions in the pride were larger than she was, and also larger than the young Freeborn she spoke to now. Size, she had learned, was something which would come with age, and she had yet to see a reason for it to be something intimidating if it was something that happened to everyone, whether they willed it or no.
His words may have been traditionally casual, but the phrases he chose were not ones Kazul was familiar with and it took her several frustrating seconds to puzzle out his meaning. That wasn't the reply you were supposed to give when someone said they would kill you one day. She wasn't well-pleased by him messing up her comfortable routine, but she could adapt. She was a fairly flexible creature when it came to minor matters. Major things she was quite stubborn about.
"The iron in our blood always prevails," she said, sitting down as he came toward her. The word prevail was one she had only heard used a few times, and mostly only in the songs and stories told at night, but she knew it meant winning, and she suspected it implied that the opponent was the stronger and ought to have won, though she wasn't sure on that point. She hoped she had used it correctly.
"Did you kill that?" she asked, nodding toward the crushed mouse. If he had, she was prepared to offer him congratulations, because she knew from experience that mice were very quick for all that they had such short legs. If the kill wasn't his, she supposed he probably stole it, and her opinion of him would probably drop.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 7:43 pm
Kalii felt himself in the presence of a ruffled female...and it made him smile. To get under another's skin was something he rarely managed and it pleased him in some way he was not sure how to explain. She looked so vulnerable...which also made some part of him happy. Not smiling at butterflies happy...but standing over a fresh kill happy.
Spekaing of which...she adressed it.
He grabbed up the mouse and crunched it in his mouth.
"Yes. Its mine," he said with little intrest. he had been practicing on small prey for months to impress his father....mice were almost too easy for him now. He wanted to graduate to larger prey...
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 6:25 am
Kazul had not been brought up in a family that objected to talking with a full mouth. If she had been, it would definitely have made mealtimes frustrating for whichever parent decided that was the rule, since not only did she and her three siblings all have a tendency to speak while eating, but so did both her parents. Her mother less often than her father, but still not with a rarity that indicated it was a social gaffe. No one born to the Stormborn much minded the lapse of that particular nicety, it seemed.
"Well caught," she said. "Did your ma teach you to hunt?"
She didn't have any way of knowing that Kalii's mother was not a member of the pride, and she meant no insult by asking if he had been taught to hunt by a female. Hunting was generally a task left to females or Thralls, and so it stood to reason that someone learning to hunt would learn from one of them. When she was a little older she would have to find a Thrall to teach her to hunt, Kazul thought. Her ma was too important and busy being high priestess to be bothered with that, and her da could teach her to fight.
"You have blood on your nose by the way," she pointed out helpfully.
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