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 Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 6:01 pm
Atilla spent almost every day with Imre, rarely did he ever feel the need to leave the male's side for more than an hour or so at most. Today though, he'd ventured off on his own. Well, really he'd just woken up a lot later than Imre... which was normal. And Imre had been the one to wander off... so Atilla had been left on his own. It meant he could have just stayed in his den in the pridelands and sulk or he could take a walk and find something fun to do. The latter was much more appealing to the coffee colored male.
Still new to his pride, he hadn't realized quite yet that he'd left the borders. Sure, not many lions were around... but most of them hung out by pride rock. His tail flicked and he whistled, looking around. He was getting bored, and he hated being bored.
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 2:13 am
Out of the pride things were so different. That's why he was wandering toward the place his grandmother spoke of. The Pridelands was the former home of his grandmother, Molemogi, and their grandfather, who Rad had never met, Vu. Apparently Vu came from Mufasa and Molemogi came from Scar's lines, but he didn't know what that meant. So it wasn't too important to him.
Standing at what he thought was the edge of the pride, the not quite grown male was looking at Pride Rock in the distance. His brows were knit together, his tail stiff, ears twitching nervously. So far, no one had talked to him, no one had even come this way. He was still wary. He didn't want the guards to come and randomly start attacking him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 6:04 am
As Atilla strolled his chocolate gaze roamed freely over the lands. It wasn't long before he spied a figure in the distance, and a slow and lopsided grin slid onto his maw. He and Imre had met quite a few lions since they'd journeyed to the Pridelands, but Atilla had always been with Imre upon meeting them. Not that it would matter really, now that he was alone. He did most of the talking in any situation, knowing full well that his favorite and closest friend had never done well with socializing.
He'd picked up his pace once he'd spied a potential companion for at least part of the day, keeping the friendly grin on his face. "Oi, ello there!" He called out, to gain the attention of the other. When he got closer he slowed, then bowed his head. Atilla had no problem introducing himself to strangers, it was something he enjoyed quite a bit. "M'Atilla." Especially because he just thought he was introducing himself to another member of the pride, though it wouldn't have bothered him if he instantly knew the lion was from a different pride or a rogue. He was young, too! And his back had some really pretty markings, "Jus' thinkin'ow bored I was an' ere you are, outta the blue!" His grin widened as he stood there waiting for the other to introduce himself.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 8:04 am
When someone talked to him, Rad jumped and hissed out of pure shock. What the hell? Were the guards coming to take him out of the pride? His eyes locked on the stranger's figure as it walked closer and then was thrown into confusion when the male ducked his head. Sighing, Rad slowly, slowly started to relax and then wrinkled his nose a little. Who the hell introduced themselves like that?
No, no. He had to get pride thinking out of his head. He wasn't returning to the pride. He felt a stronger pull in a specific direction and he was following that. Rad knew once he left the pride there would be no going back, and he was right. Sighing heavily the green eyed youngster cleared his throat and nodded a little. "I'm A'asifa R'adiya. ...Rad, for short." He added that second bit like it was an after thought. Most others were used to shortening his name. In his old pride, anyway.
".....Where am I?"
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 5:12 am
When the younger lion introduced himself it seemed to tickle Atilla in some manner, as he began to chuckle in response. "Oi, lucky fer me tha' yeh 'ave tha' grea' nickname o'yers. Yer full name do be some'in of a mouth full, eh?" There was no malice in these words, just what Atilla felt was simple truth. He liked this 'Rad' fellow already, though this was mainly due to his very cool sounding nickname. Atilla did not have one, not really anyhow.
His brows shot up though when he was asked their location. "Eeeh~ yeh do no be par' o' this pride then?" He asked, just a hair sheepishly. "We be in the Pridelands, an' I did think yeh be another member." He chuckled softly at this too, a privet joke with himself it seemed. "Been doin' tha' a lo' really. Runnin' inter rogues an' lions from o'er prides. Still... yeh almos'ave the prideland colors it do seem to me." He grinned at this, gesturing the the boy's coat. "Minus tha' blue o'yers."
Atilla was definitely a talker, he loved conversing and often had a lot to say about nothing at all. "As yeh can see," And here he spun in one full circle, slow enough for Rad to actually look. "I be 'avin' zero interstin' markins about me." He grinned, shrugging. "E'en my pelt an' mane are fairly close in color. Me eyes too!" He leaned forward and opened his eyes wide to make his point very clear.
"So, rogue or from ano'er pride?"
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