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 Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:10 am
 Yawning mightily the pale leopardess turned away from what was left of her three-day old kill. The thing had been well hidden and she had been able to eat the lot without it being stolen by hyenas or other scavengers. But she was done with it and had pulled it out of the tree where she had stanched it and dragged it some way down the wash before dumping it.
Leaving it in a crumpled heap of fur and bone, the snow leopard turned and set off back along the path, not wanting to linger near by as it wouldn't be long till the vultures found it. Soon enough she was back among the grove of young aquaisha trees, threading through the prickly branches until she found a place to settle down and escape the hottest past of the day. Half-way up one of the older trees, her tail hanging down and twitching slowly, she closed her eyes and let herself lightly nap.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 11:22 am
 Zamora huffed, blowing air out her teeth as she picked up her pace. She could keep up the rolling gate of a ground eating lope all day, but she wanted to get to her 'bolt hole' before the sun got to high and baked everything to a crisp. Including her.
She hefted the bag of trinkets higher onto her shoulder, watching he surroundings much closer as soon as she approached the grove of aquaisha trees. With her luck that damn Storm Born would show up and ruin everything. Growling at the thought of the arrogant &*^% the female pirate grit her teeth in annoyance. One of these days they would get into another exchange of fur and claw and he wouldn't have his golden side kick to save his pathetic butt, but that wasn't today...today she needed to get her stashed loot and head back to the bay.
She wanted to make Captain someday, and the only way to do that was to convince her King she was good as Crew. So with that in mind she slipped into the shade and moved with an uncanny silence for a feline as big as she was, slipping to the tree where she had burried some of the trinkets she would carry back.
Her crimson eyes narrowed as her sense of smell picked up another feline, female...and by the twitching tail almost in her face, asleep in the branches of the tree she needed to dug under.
Well...&*%$.....
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 11:29 am
Well, the owner of the tail was no longer asleep, as proven by a pair of almost snow-white eyes staring down from behind a rather irritated scowl.
The twitching tail lashed from side to side as the lioness stared at it, a low growl trickling from atop the tree branch. "What do you want, Lion." The pale female hissed, eyes narrowing in suspicion. Merah was a solitary cat, she liked to live alone, away from everyone. The only time she wanted company was when she came into season and then, it was only males she could tolerate close enough to her to get the deed done before she chased them off again. Females were never even on her radar and being disturbed by one, and by a lion at that, a species who lived in prides and permitted weak blood to live and flourish in their society... it made her already bad mood worse.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 11:39 am
Zamora showed her teeth by way of greeting, her own growl rumbling up form her chest, " You have something of mine, or rather the tree you are in does. I intend to retrieve it, Leopard." She said the last word as if it were a curse, foul tasting and smelling.
" Move and leave quietly and you and I won't have a problem. Stay, and then we do." Zamora's voice was calm, reasonable, though there was no denying the subtle threat woven into it. She had to report back to the bay before sunset, she didn't have time to waste on the ill tempered female in the branches above her.
Still, she hadn't been raised among the Maestros since cubhood and come away an idiot. Though she looked relaxed, she wasn't. She was posed and balanced, ready in case the feline was foolish enough to spring on her from the branch.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 11:48 am
It was clear Merah felt the same as the lion, as Zamora did about leopards, lifting her lip in an annoyed sneer. "Why should I move. It is your foolishness that led you to leave something valuable here. That is your fault, not mine, Lion." She growled, putting a good amount of venom in the last word.
Looping her tail over the branch so it wasn't dangling down within jaw's reach of the lioness. Merah lifted her lip, the fur along her back bristling. She was sure as hell not going to move for some dumb lion, the black and white female could just deal with her in the tree. It wasn't Merah's problem after all, and the faster the lion left, the sooner she could go back to her nap.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:01 pm
Ah, so that was how this was gonna be.... Zamora thought to herself and odd little smile on her muzzle as she shrugged her shoulders, " Suite yourself, but I did give you fair warning and a chance to parlay."
Reaching into her shoulder bag she pulled out a strip of cloth and covered her nose and mouth with it, making sure it was on good and tight before she pulled out two fruit rinds that were held together with strips of dried vine. Then with an almost casual gesture, she lobbed them into the tree branches just over the female leopard's head with the right amount of force to have them break open and deposit the very rancid mixture of over ripe fruit, sun coursed honey, and...was...that....honey badger urine(?) all over the branches below it and the leopard if she wasn't fast enough to clear the tree before the missiles deposited their foul payload.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:09 pm
Merah had been feeling pretty secure up in her branch, as the hated lion couldn't get near her. So she was entirely unprepared for the sudden attack of gourd. Never before had a leopard moved as fast as Merah did when those rinds hit the tree and exploded. Streaking from the tree and launching herself wildly off the branch, the enraged feline landed several yards away, fur bristling and a furious screech issuing from her maw. Then she froze and stared back behind her, at the tip of her tail where the foul smelling fluid oozed slowly through her fur.
Utterly horrified she lain her ears back against her skull and hissed at Zamora, beyond furious.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:27 pm
Zamora regarded the hissing and spitting female with a calm expression, moving to the base of the tree, but keeping her eyes on the leopard.
" I did warn you." She said as she began to dig with one heavy paw, moving the lose earth easily, " Now, you have another choice, you can stick around and be pissy, which will make my job much more unpleasant, but not impossible to do...or....you can go find something to wash your tail off in. I don't recommend grooming it yourself, it tastes as foul as it smells."
Zamora bit her lip as the stones she had placed over the trinkets moved and she was able to shift the shell she had coiled the beads into up into her paw, " Though I wouldn't spend to long thinking about it, the longer you wait, the more the stent ch settles in, and I don't know about you....but I don't think that Honey Badgers have any idea on the proper way to court a lady, no matter how attractive her tail smells...and I made this batch exspecially potent, so you'll be finding a honey badger beau about as fast as it takes the wind to carry the scent to one."
With a satisfied smirk she blew the dirt off the shell and moved to put it into her loot bag, rather pleased with herself and with the amount of loot she would be bringing back tonight to the Commodore.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:35 pm
The lion's apathetic reaction to her anger enraged the furious leopardess even further, to the point where she could only splutter her outraged indignation. Fur bristling along the length of her spine and her tail lashing back and forth behind her madly, she snarled, fangs gleaming.
"I hope you never find a lion to mate with. God forbid any spawn of yours dirties this land!"
With that she turned on her heel and stalked off stiff-legged, hissing and growling the whole way until she vanished round an outcropping, headed in the direction of the nearest river.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:59 pm
Zamora chuckled, and then laughed as the leopard spat the curse at her. She didn't have the heart to tell her that it was more then fine by her if she never found a mate or if she never had cubs. She had little use for 'grabby pawed' males. They were good as Crew and good to get drunk with...but other then that...not much more.
She watched the pale form disappear with a smirk on her face, as she removed the cloth from around her nose. Best be clearin out then, before any Honey Badgers come looking for love....
Still laughing under her breath the crimson eyed pirate shouldered her bag and moved out from under the trees, heading back toward the bay and her waiting Pride, fermented fruit and Omari.
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