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 Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 11:33 am
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Heat. Sun. Not a favorite of Firenze, but she dealt. What was she going to do? With her coat so dark the son was often a killer. She could wear something pale and thin over her body, but she would still be hot. She had been trying to get her paws on something very thin that would filter the air nicely to her currently burning fur. Thus far she had come across nothing. The few suppliers she had spoken to never had anything as thin as she was looking for. Between her duties she didn't find it easy to go and kill something herself. The pride was full of troublemakers just out of her paw's reach. She knew it. There was potentially always something she should be watching.
Sometimes the lioness took her job a little too seriously, but hey. At least she enjoyed it. That was more important, right? Enjoying your job, not how much you overworked yourself at it.
This day found her at her usual post between games: Patrolling. She walked between the other members, her orange eyes watching closely for anything she should be spotting. Someone in trouble. Someone looking for trouble. Thus far, nothing stood out.
Until she turned her head to the right and spotted someone she could hardly think to miss. In the summer terrain he stood out like that single patch of fluffy blue cloud in the mostly clear sky above. Her eyes furrowing down into a frown, Firenze strolled over more quickly than her usual pace and stood in front of Rajiv, eyeing him suspiciously as usual.
"You. Don't think I don't know what you're up to."
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 12:58 pm
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Raj watched as an old friend walked away with a smirk, a small bag of goodies on the ground at his paws. He had yet to fully explore them when he heard a familiar, and yet, unpleasant voice. He could not forget that voice. At times it made his blood boil and at others it filled him with pure enjoyment. As he refused to let this wonderful night turn sour because Firenze liked to rain on his parade, he took a slow calming breath, knowing she would likely read into it with how closely she watched him, and his smirk turned into a warm smile.
"Ah, Firenze. As charming as you ever were," if it was meant as an insult, he showed no sign of it, "Is this your way of welcoming back an old friend? Are you saying that you missed me?"
Though he had claimed that family was what had pulled him away from the p ride, in truth, one of his deals had gone south and Raj had no choice but to deal with it away from pride lands. It had been unpleasant leaving a place he had been so well connected, but tonight was proof that his old friends still adored him in their own way. Even Firenze it seemed. What had she done all those months in his absence without her big bad villain to chase around the fields? She must have gone crazy with all the time and effort she seemed to put into him. Or maybe Raj just felt like she was always hounding him. And why wouldn't she? He was quite handsome after all.
The lion repressed a chuckle and began to groom his right paw, leaving the bag to sit at his feet, flaunting it. The longer he kept her attention, the easier it would be for his friend to escape and Raj knew Firenze couldn't resist questioning him.
"How are you this evening, my dear?"
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