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Onalim was busy looking for flowers... or other things that were lovely. Her sister was newly made shaman and Onalim felt it was proper to get her something lovely; though her sister had always felt uglier than everyone else. Only because of her dark colors. Onalim thought she was really pretty; and she wanted her sister to be happy and proud. She stopped and paused to look down at some lovely rocks, her brightly colored paws delicately placed so she could get down low and observe them closely. She picked up a blue rock, turning it in her paws and shaking her head. Wouldn't Do.

She tossed it aside and moved to another place; shifting through the rocks some more. She started to hum pleasantly, her voice soft and powedery like a fresh snow. Her eyes shut and she sat back, starting to sing aloud for a moment, just humming but her mouth open and her voice carrying. She had no qualms about how lovely she knew she was.
11:25pmspikefreak88:
So, that hadn't gone quite as he planned. No matter, he was able to accept defeat. This was one of those times. He was simply not cut out to live as a rogue. It had seemed so freeing, so exciting, but it had given him issues that he would likely never stop thinking about.

Kids. He wasn't going to be a good dad, he was horrible as it was to himself. But he had known they needed to be well cared for, and so they went to join their Stormborn mother. It was a shame really.. But he knew they would be on his mind forever. It had sobered him up quite a bit.

His paws touched the delicate land that was home and he smiled. He was happy to have made it back, and he only hoped to be remembered. He hoped that his family was there was well, though the latter he was almost sure was a certainty.
11:29pmcmihal02:
Onalim suddenly sprang up and threw her paws in the air and began to laugh and giggle. She was just so damned happy. This whole pride made her happy. She was so happy that her and her mother had made the trek here. So happy that everything was falling into place and her mother was happy and things were well! She lowered herself back down and sat; the smile on her face wide and her attention back to the ground. She HAD to find something pretty for her sister.

She tossed her forehead tuft out of her face and stood up, looking for something pretty. Maybe she could find a feather. Or a flower. She hadn't even been paying attention, until she rounded a corner and before she knew it; she was face to face with a stranger. She stopped, her front left paw up against her chest and her eyes wide in fright.
11:32pmspikefreak88:
He was a taller lion. Though he lacked the solid muscle of older lions, he still had the shape that showed he wasnt just skin and bones. When she had almost run into him, he halted his steps and stared at her, his own dark eyes wide with surprise. He looked at her confused for a moment, and then smiled, dipping his head in greeting.

"Excuse me, that was my fault." He nodded. Well that wasnt how he had expected to meet anyone but it would do the trick he supposed. He offered a smile and chuckled.

"I am Chander. I was born here, so I'm not too terrible a stranger I hope." His tone was uplifting, and it was obvious he was a cheerful sort of fellow.
11:36pmcmihal02:
Onalim was a bit spooked, as it was clearly obvious on the ladies face. She took a tenative step back and bit her lip, lowering her ears and observing him quietly. When he spoke up, she looked a bit more comfortable. "Oh..." She said simply, not sure what to say. She especially wasn't sure what to do. She was no guard or hunter, who would know what to do. She was... she was a lady. She was supposed to not do this sort of thing. She blinked. "I um... I'm Onalim... I um... I live here..." She said simply, not sure how to reply.
11:40pmspikefreak88:
He offered another smile, and nodded as he sort of looked at his paws. Well she sure was a dainty thing, though he wasnt sure if she was as fragile as she seemed or if she was acting. He supposed it didn't really matter.

"I'm hoping to return to family. I've been away far too long, I'm sure father was worried." He ranted, though he caught himself and chuckled.
"Forgive me! I have been talking out loud to myself lately. I guess that is what happens when you are alone for so long out there." He joked.
11:47pmcmihal02:
Onalim sort of straightened herself out a bit and brushed the dust off her paws for a moment, before looking up with a smile that seemed a bit more confidant and girly. "Oh." She sort of bit her lip again and trying to think if she knew his father or not. "I don't know your father... I don't really remember other lions very well.." She sat down and shut her eyes. "Nope... I don't know."

She chuckled. "I just talk to myself all the time. And sing. I love to sing to myself. I sing to my sisters and brothers all the time but they don't think it's funny. They are so blah." She made a face. "Course my sister is shaman now... so she'll be blah forever." She made another face.
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12:01amspikefreak88:
She gave him a lot to take in, and he was lucky he was good at keeping up in a conversation. It was hard to out talk him, though he was sure it could be done.

"Well, talking to yourself shows genius you know." He said and smiled, a small laugh escaping his throat. He was happy for her sister, though he had no idea who she was. She spoke about her a lot though, so he assumed she was rather important in the bright girls life.

"It's okay, I'm sure I'll find him. He can't be that hard to find." He grinned and let his tail flick around his legs.
12:04amcmihal02:
She gave him a bit of a look, like she may have had a thought. "what's his name? His rank?" She asked, suddenly realizing that those two things may help her in the long run; in knowing anything. She turned and started to walk back towards the pride, forgetting about finding her sister something nice. "My mother is Mawu. My birth father is not here, but my adoptive father is Ulivuma..." She didn't know if that would ring a bell, being that Uli had followed in the foot steps of his father, the king who stepped down to be with a slave.

"Shall we take you back then? walk with me?" She asked.
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