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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 8:21 pm
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His skin was, by some miracle, pulling less today on his back and leg, though the gold-haired lion still walked with a limp. It didn't pull, but his leg was still very stiff, much like some of the ice that capped the mountains through much of the year. So, too, was his personality like the ice - Cold and uncaring about what others thought.
As he stepped down off a small ridge onto an easier path, he spied the hybrid and his ears went back, "Oy! What're you doing here?!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 8:24 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2015 5:05 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2015 5:16 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2015 7:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2015 7:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 8:20 pm
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Heulu scowled at the hybrid. "No, you THINK?" He managed to right himself, before picking his way out of the bush. As he took a seat, he retrained his foul expression on the leotah. "I value my family more than I value somewhere flat, though, so... No flat home." Of course, if he knew just how much family he had everywhere, he'd know he could go just about anywhere. As it stood, he wasn't fully aware he had cousins in almost every pride, as well as aunts and uncles... On both sides of his family. He WAS, though, aware of how lucky he was, in that while his mother's brothers and sisters were considered tainted, as were his cousins from them, his mother herself was NOT, and so his own brothers and sisters were also not tainted. He was also very aware that he was one of his few siblings that didn't look strongly like his mother's side of the family.
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 8:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 8:36 pm
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The lion made mocking mouth motions of the leotah's words, then glowered. "It's called being part of a pride, and our family has roots within the pride! We are LOYAL to the pride! It's why I came BACK to this mountain, despite how difficult it is!" He turned, starting to hobble back up the mountain. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going back to my den! All this activity's made my skin hurt!" Mountains didn't burn, anyway. That was another reason he didn't leave. Mountains were capped in snow and ice, things that were cold and wet. Wet did not burn, but grass and dried-out swamps DID, two things he was keen on now avoiding. Granted, there were prides that were probably even wetter, or safer from fire in general... But he didn't care to go find them. "My mother is a Jini, her mother was a Jini, HER parents were Jini..." Technically his father was a gypsy, and his parents were rogues, but... He was more concerned with his maternal lineage. "Go on back to your open flat places, now!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 8:53 pm
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