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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 3:47 pm
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It wasn't fair! Aysu could have at least waited until Lailah and her siblings were moved out of the den before she went and had more cubs to fill it with! The adolescent was pacing angrily through the pride, and Great Lion help anyone who got in her way. She was so frustrated that she couldn't keep her claws retracted and her every step left furrows in the ground.
She'd just had a long and stressful lesson with Stellaluna. Okay, fine. That was part of what it meant to be an Apprentice, especially for a powerful, prestigious and exceedingly important position such as Shaman of the pride. After a session like that, the white lioness liked to go home, back to her mother's den, and relax.
This was utterly impossible with four young cubs who did nothing but eat, sleep and whine in the shrillest tone possible. And they cared nothing for the other lions who had to use that den! It had been more than Lailah could take.
Thus, her pacing throughout the pride. She was so focused on her anger that she wasn't paying any attention at all to her surroundings.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 9:45 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 2:59 am
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"Everyone needs claws," Cruithne sounded a touched confused at her retort and tilted his head to the side. It was as if she had asked something utterly ridiculous that someone of her age should have known. His social skills and manners were still very much in development, and as such, he remained oblivious to the fact that he might very well be coming off as patronizing... Alas, live and learn, when he was older someone was bound to tell him.
"If you don't have claws you can't good a good grip on your dinner and then you have no way of eating," he pointed out. Admittedly she could have used her mouth but this would be extremely undignified. "Well, unless you want to look like my siblings in which case just use your mouth and then you can look like one of those murder victims," he remarked and lifted a brow, recalling the faint whispers and murmurings of such victims. He suspected they were just stories, as he'd only ever heard them from lions similar to this one's age.
"But again, not very dignified and you'd look like you had no table manners."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 12:05 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 8:45 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 7:59 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 9:14 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 9:28 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 2:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 2:23 pm
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