He's getting closer, Harimau'tapi thought to herself as she blinked out of her vision.
She smiled as she thought this and resumed grooming her tail, which was the activity she had been engaged in when it occurred to her to look in on the striped lion she had been seeing in her visions since she was a very young cub. She had watched him grow up through his visions and hers.
Hari's visions only showed her other seers while they were presently experiencing a vision, and so even when she deliberately induced visions and sought to look in on a specific person, she was limited. She could only see them at those times when they were also having visions, and when she wanted to see them did not always correspond with when they were having visions. Usually that meant that she saw them having their most recent vision. Spontaneous visions, for Hari, were those which were happening simultaneously or which would happen in the future, and she had no choice about who she saw at such times.
It was a little confusing, but having a goddess for a mother had been a great help to the lioness growing up. Her mother, the goddess of love, had been able to explain to her about being a seer and what it meant, although the specificity of Hari's visions was unique, as far as her mother knew. Not that it was unique to have a unique trigger or subject for visions, but Hari's particular trigger was unique. Apparently most seers' were, though, and so Hari had never felt uncomfortable about it. Besides, her siblings were seers, too.
Thinking of them dimmed the lioness's bright smile. She had not seen them since the plague came to their pride and decimated their cool, misty home. They had agreed to go their own ways, so that they would stand a better chance of remaining uninfected. No concrete plans had ever been put in place to meet up again. Sometimes Hari tried to look in on them, as she did with this striped seer, but she could not see members of her own family. At least she could not see her siblings whenever she had tried to do so in the past, and since she was not in the mood to make an attempt now, either, she did her best to dismiss thoughts of them.
It was difficult for the lioness to remain unhappy anyway. She had just seen that he was coming. True, he was coming with three cubs, but Hari had known that he had cubs. A lot of them, in fact. What she did not know was how he had come to be taking only these three away from his pride and the lionesses there. Well, that and many other things. Her visions of him only lasted for as long as his visions lasted, and his were not usually very long.
Hari knew that some people would think she was very silly to have taken such an interest in a lion that she'd never met, but to them Hari would point out that she had learned some things about him by observing his surroundings and straining to hear the words spoken around him. In this way, by deliberately calling up visions of him over and over again, Hari had learned the names of the lionesses he had lived with up until recently, Zoey and Aylin. From hearing them crying out to him in concern she had also learned his name.
Mirsajadi.
"Mirsajadi," she murmured, and in doing so turned the name into a purr. "I so look forward to meeting you."
When she was but an adolescent and had only just begun to become truly infatuated with the striped seer, Hari had been jealous of the times she had seen him in the company of the blue lioness called Zoey or the white lioness called Aylin. There were two visions in particular that had eaten away at her for days and weeks.
The first she knew was ridiculous to trouble herself over, and yet she could not help it. It took place when Mirsajadi was either a young adolescent or an older juvenile and he was about to leave his pride and go somewhere, and so he had gone to bid Zoey goodbye. It was the youngest Hari had ever seen Zoey, and she knew that it was the first time Zoey had ever been present when Mirsajadi experienced one of his visions.
He had evidently kept them hidden from her in the past, as he tried to do with everyone, and probably he would have continued to hide them from her unto eternity except that she had apparently caused him enough stress that the vision had overtaken him on the spot. She had caused him so much stress, Hari knew, by telling him that she loved him, and for that Young Hari had hated the blue-eyed lioness, who hadn't even known Mirsajadi's secret until she had forced him to betray himself, unlike Hari who had known nearly her entire life what Mirsajadi could do.
So that was the first of the instances which troubled her. The second vision was far more intimate, and fortunately one she had not seen until she was older. Her vision began when his did, though actually before he realized he was about to experience a vision. The symptoms he experienced with visions weren't the first part of it. There was something else that came first, and that was where her visions always picked up. Which meant that Hari had gotten to watch him in the final moments before climaxing inside Aylin before his vision took him.
The daughter of the goddess of love, Hari knew how to look at people and tell whether or not they loved each other, and the only thing that kept her from hating Aylin based on that vision alone was the fact that she knew Mirsajadi did not love the pale lioness any more than he did Zoey. Well, that and one other thing. She had seen him at other points in his life and after a certain point she had never seen Zoey or Aylin. After that point, the only lioness she had ever seen him with had been Hari herself.
And that point is coming. He is coming, she purred to herself as she stretched.
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