[PRP] The 'lost' little hunter [Talvi, Thuraske & Dubhshith]

[Ritikine]

This new land seemed to exciting to the young lioness. It was so different from the swamps where she was born. Not that that was a bad thing, though here it was harder for her to camouflage herself. The swamps had plenty of mud to roll around in and hide the bright white fur which she had been born with, but here it was just so..green. Mud was a lot less common, and a lot of what she found were but small puddles. Still, she was determined to prove she could be a great lioness, even if her colors did not so easily allow it.

However the way she went about that, perhaps was not the best of ideas. Little Talvi had snuck off as her mom slept, as it was hard enough escaping the protective female's gaze during the waking hours that she had little time to improve her skills. At this rate she wouldn't even be able to catch a cold, let alone a meal.




The recent happenings had set the lioness's recovery quite a few steps back. She was just starting to get comfortable in the swamps, after her latest litter had actually survived long enough to grow into fine little juveniles. However just as she was settling down the fire struck, and to make matters worse one of her beloved children had gone missing. Whether alive or dead Thura had no way of telling, though in her heart she felt the child still survived. A mother knew when her young died, and she had yet to feel that ache, though the ache not knowing it's whereabouts was present nonetheless. Within that time she had grown once more overprotective of those that remained, keeping an ever watchful eye upon them. She dreaded the day when they too would get old enough to leave her and start lives of their own, but for now she took comfort in having them near her.

However such fears were temporarily aside as the lioness slept, replaced instead by fearsome lions of giant proportions, each made of living fire as they sought to steal her children away.  

[Schicksalswende]

A large yawn escaped the lumbering young male, as he made his way over to the local watering hole. Or as a local as he could hazily remember. Dubhshith had been asleep in the early morning, until a thirst jarred him out of slumber. It could be argued that he'd woken up for other reasons, one of which being his mother. She'd been frantic, and still was, over the fire that ravaged the Swamp. Then of course, Talvi had gone missing. Although Dub wasn't all that thrilled over his younger siblings, he never understood why he had to do everything for his pale sister. Sure, she had white fur, but big whoopey-de-doo. It wasn't as if there hadn't been other off coloured lions in the Pride, and they did just fine. There was even a bright pink lion, and he hunted just fine.

Dubhshith stopped for a moment, his paw falling hard onto the ground. " Great " , he mumbled to himself, " almost went passed the water ". The reptilian pelted male yawned again, as he right himself to head to the watering hole, and not passed or into it. Once there, he hazily inspected the liquid to make sure that it wasn't stagnant or growing anything weird. At this point, however, he'd take his chances.

The male lazily lapped up the water, while passing the time listening to any thoughts that passed through his slowly awakening brain. Funny how many thoughts drift by when you're still foggy in the head.

 

[Ritikine]

The pale lioness glanced back as she trotted through the brush. She intended to get far enough away to practice, but with little knowledge of the new terrain she didn't want to go too far, lest she truly get lost. However she was still close enough to recognize how to get back, so Talvi smiled and slunk behind the closest bush, peering around it in search of something to practice her hunting skills on. Ears swiveled back and forth as she listened for sounds, anything really. There were a lot of different sounds around, from the wind to slight ruffles of feathers sleeping away in the branches above, however so far nothing really within her grasp.



The green lioness quickly woke from her dream, head jerking up as the haze of sleep slowly faded from her gaze. She had escaped the lions of living fire, at least for now, but did not doubt they would be there the next time she slept. Fow now she turned her gaze towards the sleeping for of her children, smiling softly as she looked over each one, counting heads as she went. Suddenly her eyes widened. She had come up short, and it was easy to tell which one was missing.

In the puddle of greys, browns and greens the stark white contrast of Talvi was missing. Thuraske started to grow frantic as she looked around, trying her best to keep quite lest she wake the other young and set them into a panic as well. It was hard enough keeping herself just calm enough to seek out someone to aid her in her search, it would be even worse having to try and keep a group of young ones calm as well. Quietly she stood and moved a short distance from the small pile, golden eyes seeking out the familiar sight of her first child, as Nilo was not currently present. "Dubhshith?" She called quietly, unsure if her adult child was even close enough to hear her.