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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 10:51 am
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He had been stomping through the undergrowth in silence for the past twenty minutes, his face grumpy, ears flat. He was clearly still trying to process what had occurred a couple of days ago between him, Lailah and her mother and was not coming up with anything of much use. He was a prince, yes, but he was not a particularly smart one. Still, at least he was trying to make sense of it. Better than not trying at all.
In any case, with the sun high in the sky - unusual for him to be up and about at this time of day - he was making his way down to where he hoped he might find Lailah. And today he did not care if she was working. They needed to talk. The whole thing had been playing on his mind for far too long.
Not any longer.
And, as he drew closer to where he suspected she might be, he lifted his head and gave a gruff call, hoping she would answer.
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 11:24 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 11:31 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 11:35 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 11:49 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 11:52 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 11:56 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 12:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 12:16 pm
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Oh.
He was stunned into silence, his eyes fixed on her, his whole body held quite still. Even the tip of his tail had frozen mid-sway. Her eyes were intense and he felt, strangely, as if he were falling into them.
He thought many things, however, even if on the outside it appeared as if he wasn't. First he thought how horrible it must be to have a lower-class family. To have people know that your family had not been favoured by the Great Lion. In time, he might come to realise that this was commonplace, that it was quite probably that one's children would be viewed differently. Perhaps if he had his own children someday, he would realise that cubs born to high-class parents were not necessarily going to be high-class themselves.
And then there was the concept of 'lovers'. It was a strange word and one that he had not ever thought would be depicted with himself. He and her? Together? Like that? He'd be lying if he said he hadn't considered that she might make a good mate. But...
She looked angry.
"Would that really be so bad?" He asked at last. After all, having people say how you were the mate of a prince seemed like something one should be happy to brag about...
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 12:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 12:26 pm
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