The day before Uriel had done something she normally wouldn't have so willingly and easily. A male lion had literally just been so forward and so good at what he was doing that the female had melted in to him like butter. The two had gone their separate ways after the deed was that and really the lioness expected it to be the end right then and there. Only it was still fresh and on her mind the things she'd done. Shame was still very fresh with in her. Uriel felt cheap and used but the lioness knew that wasn't the case. She could have run if she had so desired to but instead the lioness had let the events take place and unfold in to something that was a little to uncomfortable for her to say out loud. She really could have clawed his eyes out if she had wanted to but the lioness was not a violent sort. Her family had raised her better. Well, to be fair, her family had raised her better than to just melt in to a strange lions affections as well. Uriel felt cheap.
Maybe that was why she now sat at a watering hole alone staring in to her own reflection like a cliche parody of her self. Uriel sighed and dipped her neck down to take in some of the cool water. The female slowly and savory lapped up the cool liquid letting some of the water stay a bit longer in her mouth to cool her. She felt like she was only half alive and a bit of a shell of her self. How could she have let this happen? That hadn't been very responsible of her now had it? What would her family had said if they knew what had gone down.
But maybe she was being mellow dramatic. She'd had romantic evenings with other males before that she hadn't taken as a proper lover. Though the big difference with those and this was that she'd been able to have gotten to know the other males a great deal more than this stranger who she hadn't even gotten a name for. There had been little to no talking between the two and that was what had bothered her the most out of all of it. She didn't even have a name to go on. The two had done something and then the two had left each other the next moment with out so much as a good bye or even a name. .It just didn't make Uriel feel all that good. To be fair, she her self did not leave a name either. Though also to be fair, the male hadn't ever asked. Uriel would have given it to him if he had asked.
The lioness slumped down in to a laying position letting a single paw dangle over in to the water below. Minnows swam up and nipped at her toes. Uriel didn't seem to notice and if she did notice, didn't seem to care much. Her mind was still replaying scenarios of the day before and what exactly it was that had happened. What she had done and why she had done it was not clear. She just went with the moment she supposed like a sort of dance of sorts. Like lyrics to a distant song only half attached to the rhythm. Uriel let out a sigh and let her draped paw sink lower in to the water causing the minnows to scatter even more. Again, Uriel did not seem to notice. Her mind was orbiting full speed around in space and back.
The other animals at the waterhole came and went, most of them paying not much mind to the lioness that shared their cool pool with them. Some did notice and some spent time just watching Uriel drape over with her single paw in the pool of water. But nothing was said. It was clear to anyone that took the time to observe Uriel that she had a lot on her mind and might even possibly be depressed.
Though depression wasn't really what came to the lionesses own mind. She would never think her self depressed. Just. Stuck on a thought. And maybe feeling a bit out of touch with her own self. Who ever that lioness had been yesterday it hadn't been her. The lion was gone now. Sure if she really wanted the lioness could track him. It had only been yesterday. But something in side of her prevented her from going and finding this lion. He'd been off. No lion she'd ever met had been so forward. No, he hadn't been forceful but he'd been convincing in other more intimate ways which made Uriel more and more uncomfortable with her self the more she thought about it.
Maybe she'd go back home to her pride. Maybe her family would be happy to see her or maybe they'd know the deeds she'd committed and frown upon her. This white blue yellow lion hadn't been Uriels first either but he was the one to stick out among the rest as unsettling.
Unsettling.
That was the word she was looking for. Yesterday had been completely unsettling and unsavory. Well, no the deed had been savory but the after math and now.
Maybe she was over thinking this whole thing. Probably she was. Uriel rolled on to her back taking her paw out of the water and placing it on to her belly.
Clouds rolled over head. Some of them looked like shapes to the lioness. There was one that Uriel swore was a hippo riding on a jackals back. That made her smile. Didn't that male have a cloud like marking on one of his paws? Oh no. Her thoughts were dipping back in to the oblivion from before. An endless loop of regret.
She turned to her side and huffed.
There was no use living in that one moment. Her life wasn't defined by one strange fling that had happened. There was so much more to her than just... well that.
Uriel rolled back on to her belly and helped her self up. She did a cat stretch and turned her back on the watering pool and her worries. Or at least she would tell her self she was turning her back on her worries later. Everything was going to be okay.
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