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 Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 10:36 am
OOC Info: This is only for Kizingo'uso, Alepo'i, and Mydas to make their rites post. It is assumed their parents and the leaders are watching! This takes place BEFORE the tsunami!
Kizi...was nervous. Sure, he was a good swimmer (so he hoped), but...he was also clumsy. Poor boy had always lived up to his name of 'sand face' in a way his mother had never intended. He looked to his parents, then back to the sea. A deep breath was inhaled, and he trotted out into the water.
As the water grew deeper, his steps grew heavier, and it became harder to push himself forward. But he didn't stop. He wanted to be an adult, he wanted to make his parents proud of him. As the water grew closer and closer to his head, he forced himself to stay calm...and right before it reached his mouth, he stopped. The tide was coming in, and soon it would wash over him. He took a deep breath, both to calm himself and to have a breath to hold...and the water began to wash over him. He waited, patient, feeling himself calm, oddly enough, as the water replaced the air around him.
When it finally covered his head, he didn't move. When it was a couple of paw-lengths over his head, and his lungs were crying for new air, he pushed up and broke the surface, taking deep gasps before turning to swim for the shore. Ha! Who was a sand-face now!
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 9:15 pm
Alepo'i wasn't any less nervous than his brother ... though his own name had more to do with the waves breaking on the shore, and he'd been swimming in the shallows plenty of times ... this was somehow different. Always before, his parents or someone else had been close by, right there, in case he faltered or got too tired to keep on swimming. He could even remember a time or two when he was very small that they'd had to pluck him out of the waves by the scruff of his neck as the tide moved out, trying to pull him with it.
Lately, they'd just been calling him to come back to shore when it got to that point. But now ... he was going to be on his own. Still, it helped somehow to see Kizi come swimming back to shore safely. He offered his brother a quick grin before wading out himself, stopping a little closer to the shore than the other had, so the waves could cover him in the same way.
As the water slowly rose above him, Alepo'i tilted his head upwards, and opened his eyes, looking toward the strange shifting light made by the sun filtering through the water. The salt stung his eyes, making them burn, but it was worth it ... to see something so beautiful. He almost got too lost in it, but after a few moments, his lungs reminded him that he did need to breath, and the young lion turned himself about with deft motions of his paws to face the shore again. Then he pushed off the sandy bottom and gasped a breath before starting to swim back toward the shore. He wasn't entirely sure yet what he had learned from the ritual ... but he knew that it would come to him in time.
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