[PRP] Curiousity is the path to Knowledge

[Lethrossen]

Fedha'Kialio moved through the vegitation of the mistweaver lands with a quite grace that cubs didn't often have. His steps were slow and carefully placed, though it didn't take him much time to think where to place them. His black sleeved, front paws slowed, as did his back paws. His steel blue gaze moved carefully over an old, rotted-looking log. He wondered if it was hallowed out, or if any creature was sleeping in it. He liked finding such things.

He moved forward in his graceful walk, it was rather simular to a female huntress. Obviously he'd watched his two mother's hunting a lot. He came around the side of the log, sniffing at the opening and squinting to peer in, it had been hallowed out!  

[wooga Paes]

Probably, the cubs view all the way through the log wouldn't last, as soon, Kimaji would block it, while chasing a mouse through it. Granted, soon a silver cub, though probably in the bouts of a few months older than the male, slipped through the log, though obviously having trouble chasing the mouse in it, sense it was darker in here, and mice colors weren't bright. Before she knew it, it was out on the other end, and running off.

For a moment, she seem like she's gonna leap forward to catch up, though, the cub wasen't used to jumping under such a low roof, hit her head and back against the top and bounced down onto her stomach, only the tips of her paws reaching the outside of the log.

"Oowww... "

She rubs a paw against her forehead, apperently not having noticed the other cub.  

[Lethrossen]

Fedha hissed and puffed up as something was suddenly coming toward him, moving back quite a few steps. He was tall for a cub, or even for a lion in that matter. He was slender, like he didn't eat enough. That wasn't it though, he ate just as much as his brother and sisters. His eyes flickered over the paws sticking out of the log and embaresment flickered through his mind. It was just another cub! He peered in, the shadows not able to hide her very well. If he didn't know better he could call her his sister, she fit right in with the colors of his family. Minus Ny, with her obnoxious pink head.

"You sure are graceful, arn't yeh?" His voice was calm and boardering snorry, though it was from being startled.  

[wooga Paes]

Heey? Where'd this one come from? Kimaji lifts her head, being down on er belly, there's no risk of her hitting the celling again.

"Mouse /always/ gets away. Its smart. "

She soulds rather pathetic and childish, why coulden't she just catch a mouse and take it over to Swaaaiii? She seems dissapointed with her lack of abilty to catch a simple, little, mouse. They were so small, how could they run so.. fast? She had to content herself with the fact she managed to get a little close. She did, but she'd be so much more pleased if she took one back to Swaii.  

[Lethrossen]

He snorted slightly and backed up, sitting stiffly and rather like Ithi or Denge, or basically just holding a female-like posture. How could he know this was 'wrong' for a boy? He had two mothers after all! "Well obviously you need to out-smart mice, I think that should be obvious." Mr. Haughty, aye? Probably quite a bit younger than the female, but calling her out for making atempts at hunting? Well he sure was a pawfull.

"Anyways, you ruined my log." He sounded quite disappointed about that, though nothing seemed very ruined about it, did it? But the face she'd tumbled through it like that! How was he supposed to explore it now?

(excuse his brattiness.)  

[wooga Paes]

She blinks, rolling onto her belly and scrabbling her front paws at the edge of the logs top, pulling herself up and onto it.

"Sorry. "

Her ears fold back, and she's crouched into a tiny lump like a rock, even if this was an unnatural place to be on one. She blinks curiously though; his log? Maji was prince, woulden't the log be his, then? Or maybe he was a prince too! Her mouth parts in a tiny, inaudible gasp.

But then a tiny movement catches her eyes, behind the smaller cub, was a rather distracted bird, that had taken the oppotunity that Fedha had been facing his back to it. She bring her hind paws to the edge of the log, front ons just inbetween them with a struggle for balance, untill she launches over the other cubs head.

Startled, the bird looks up and spreads wings, but paws stop it dead, landing ontop of the ineer side of the wings, pinning the bird on its back.

Blinking, she looks curiously at the bird, that kicks small legs and swings its head around. It didn't look tasty, and she didn't know how to kill either, so a few moments after admiring her catch, the cub releases grip, and the bird flips over and speeds away through tree branches. After that, Kimaji sits up, chest puffed up proudly, bird were so quick, and she had /caught/ one!