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 Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 5:44 pm
The pridelands were proving to be a nice place to stay. So far Yakujo was slowly starting to feel at home. The rogue lands had been her wandering place for so long it was nice to settle her wandering paws some place more firm. She could get used to this if she allowed her self.
Today was about wandering about the pride territories and familiarizing her self where things were. Some how the dark lioness ended up back where she'd first started and met that weird little cub. He sure liked to play guessing games. Cubs. Thats just how they were. Actually, the thought of cubs made Yakujo feel a little lonely. She liked cubs. They always were so imaginative and playful... but also troublesome she supposed. And messy... But that was easy to fix. Maybe one day she'd have her own litter.
But her thoughts didn't dwell on that for long. She lifted her self back to her four paws and began her way to else where in the pride.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 5:52 pm
He hated him...
Tawala thought that because he was bigger than the others that he could have his way around the pridelands. The cub's mane was starting to come in, red as a flame and thick as his skull, and somehow that gave him license to do as he pleased to anyone smaller than him. Unfortunately for the majority of the cub population- that was nearly all of them. Girls, for the most part, were spared. His father, a beastly old thing with the body of a builder and voice that was almost as harsh, scolded him openly for picking on them. Male cubs, however, 'should learn early on'. It was a philosophy that Dalziel could only silently disagree with.
The cub looked at his reflection in a small puddle just a few steps from the watering hole. One of his eyes was swollen, barely cracked, and glazed over from a particularly harsh blow from the older cub. He'd heard the clumsy lump sneaking up on him but his legs were sadly shorter than Tawala's and his body was apparently much weaker.
His mother was going to throw a fit...he couldn't even tattle...if he wanted to. Real males didn't tattle.
Sighing, the cub lifted his head and threw a short look over his shoulder. To his surprise, the stranger from the day before was making her way over. Oh great.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 5:56 pm
First she saw the silver moon colored cub before she saw the battering. Her face changed from one of thoughtfulness to one of happiness and then of one of shock all in the same moment. The dark lioness fumbled her way over toward the small cub. I say fumble because she might have tripped over her big paws a few times in her efforts to get to the damaged small cub.
"GURGLER!!" She shouted .. and panted as she took a seat next to him. "W-W-W-W-W-WHAT IS THIS NEW LOOK YOUR TRYING OUT!? Look kid you can't just up and try some dark look and NOT think I won't notice. You trying to be a bad a**. Come on now wash off that dark mud from your face. You look silly," Okay so maybe she didn't realize that gurgler was in fact not trying out a new look. "SOME lionesses like that sort of thing but not most. " She huffed.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 6:08 pm
Dalziel jerked back as the lioness erupted into another fit of nonsense. She was still here? Maybe the king let her join... or queen? One of those nobles. He wasn't at the age where he started to care about authority and structure outside of his own family just yet. They were strangers and adults- adults were weird.
His look dulled. Gurgler. Really? Of all the names, Gurgler? Sighing, he reached a paw up to rub at the swollen eye. There was no 'removing' it and he certainly wasn't trying to make a statement.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 6:12 pm
The lioness frowned when the 'make up' did not come off. It stayed.
"You sure are one of little words... " Wait for it... "OHMYGODS." And it finally hit the lioness. No that was not make up. It was a real black eye and a bad one at that. The lioness did a little circle distress run around before coming to a stop and looking very concerned. "What happened?! Did you walk in to a stray branch? Did you piss off something and get bucked? Are you being bullied?" The scenarios were shot out at the little cub like a machine gun. It had yet to click that 'gurgler' could not speak.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 6:21 pm
My she was... interesting. His mouth slowly fell open as she made her circles and run. There were cubs that didn't have even half the energy she had but...well at least it was nice to know some adults never fully grew up. It just meant that he didn't have to look forward to years of being some stuffy old thing with a chip on his shoulder.
The barrage of questions earned a wince from the cub. For the second time he would attempt to get a very simple message across- he couldn't answer her. Bringing a paw up to tap his throat he croaked again and gave a short shake of his head.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 6:44 pm
Yakujo watched him for a moment.
"No no gurgle this is no time for games. You gotta tell me what happened other wise I can't help you," She stared at him very seriously. "Now tell me what happened okay." She was in a more serious mode then she had been earlier. The circle running had at least stopped.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 7:03 pm
Gurgle. He wasn't going to get a more flattering nickname out of bird-butt was he? It was unfortunate. He could have at least lived with 'froggy'...but GURGLE sounded almost...wrong. Somehow.
His paw fell back to the ground and he stared, his expression dull, at the lioness. How to make her understand? Maybe...
The cub took a deep breath, threw his paws out, and lurched forward. It was an attempt to scream but the sound was more or less something that a dying gazelle would make when a lioness had him firmly by the windpipe. There. That would do it. Right? Please?
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 7:06 pm
"No no no ," Yakujo waved a paw at the young pale lion. "This isn't the time for games. Man, you really are good at making strange noises though..." She wasn't sure what to make of this cub just yet.
"Were you playing one of your games? Is that what happened? " She gave him a very concerned look, "Probably should get you back to your mother little guy.."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 8:36 pm
Again- a failure to communicate. Frustration brought his paws up to his head and a gargled grunt to his throat. It wasn't fair! How could he get through to her. The cub began huffing and fell back. His tiny paws flailed at the air as he gargled and gulped. It really was useless and later he'd likely feel stupid- but he was a cub and such things didn't cross his mind.
Someone! ANYONE tell her! He didn't want to be gargle!!!
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 8:47 pm
"Im not in the mood for games to day little gargle, " Yakujo shook her head. She wasn't sure what had gotten this little cub so worked up. He just needed to spit it out already and let her know. But the more she asked the more he played games. Maybe there was a bully and he threatened this this little cub not to tell. That seemed reasonable enough to Yakujo at least.
"Well I need to get going now. Im sorry you hurt your eye," She gave him a sympathetic frown, "But I can't help some one who just won't spit it out.." There was another sorrowful shake of the head before the lioness headed off to else where. She still had a lot of ground to cover and a lot of lions to meet. Maybe she could find some one who could explain why cubs in this pride acted so strangely. She had a lot of ground work to do that was for sure.
And Yakujo disappeared off in to the depths of the pride at a slow leisurely pace.
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