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 Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 3:34 pm
((Yeah, I'll give it a better title later XD))
Jamaa came out of the pack lands.....again. Lately it's been more frequent, all to gather his thoughts. He just need someone to talk to. Temari forbade him not to go out seeking Kizaki or follow that mischievous jackal. However, being Jamaa he usually does the opposite, but this wasn't the usual Jamaa.
Jamaa's emotions and personality has shifted around, some that saw him as a close friend now fear him. Those who feared him has befriended him. His judgement was gone as well as his mind.
The moon was full and the sky sprinkled with the billions of gasous stars that brightened the savannah. Most of the animals have retreated home. Hyenas and other nocturnal animals have come out to play and hunt. Maybe....Jamaa was becoming nocturnal.
A thought of Kizaki and Temari floated into his mind. Just the mere presence of it brought back the pain he endured and every emotion ensuing it. There was two ways Jamaa descovered to vent it; howling or....killing. There was no other animal out or he saw he may want to kill so he let out a loud mournful howl into the night. His wild dog instincts are returning to him.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 3:43 pm
The night, Yakuti loved the night time. It gave night going animals such as himself an advantage, and he loved that feeling of power. He snuck around, ducking needlessly behind rocks and trees, it was so dark that it would be hard for anything to see him anyway, but he liked thinking that he was oh so clever and sneaky.
As the loud howl pierced the night, he perked up his ears and flattened down behind the rock he was at. The noise was rather familiar, but he wouldn't know untill he had seen the source weather or not he had met the creature before.
He crept slowly toward the source of the howl, trying his best not to make a sound, lest it be a larger, possibly agressive hyena.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 3:56 pm
Jamaa growled, that feeling hasn't left yet. He let out another howl even louder than the first. Goma....that b*****d mutt. Those damned two-leggers, stealing my daughter away from Jamaa! Thoughts flooded his canid mind, each infuriating more so than the last. Was he going insane? Rabid?
Jamaa could take no more. The dog ran around to exhaust himself, but was no use. The anger he was feeling fueled him more to run, an endless supply. He dug at the ground leaving many holes, but he was still angry. He spotted a lone tree, just a med sized one. He lunged at it with all his might, throwing his body at it. His teeth closing onto it's bark, his bite was most defiantly harder than its bark.
Jamaa was out of control. -points up- that there is a wild dog.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:04 pm
Loud thundering sounds followed a deafening second howl, the creature was running, hard, digging the hard earth, a fear set itself inside Yakuti, he didn't dare run for fear of being spotted, he didn't think staying put was a good idea either, he was petrified.
Whatever was out there, it was getting closer, he heard ripping noises as the bark of a nearby tree was broken and he saw the one responsable, a brown wild dog, a wild dog that Yakuti knew...
Jamaa?
Yakuti's fear doubled, it would be one thing if this was a random stranger, but Jamaa? He had never seen him like this, he had never seen such rage before and it took all his will to stand upright, in plain sight of Jamaa. The last thing he wanted was to appear as though he was sneaking up on the dog.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:21 pm
Jamaa's golden eyes, blinded by fear and hate for the evils that surrounded his life and those good that he held dear. Jamaa continued to ravage the tree to sundders as bark and leaves fell all around....even blood. Jamaa stopped rendering the now half broken, blood stained tree, banging his head against it now and again.
Jamaa growled, not of anger, but of pain and sorry. What was he going? Attacking the savannah that his lineage protected? Destroying the very plant that gave oxygen to everything in doing so hurting himself? Where was his civility?
THe wild dog's nose twitched, something was here. His golden eyes glanced around the night veiled earth. This scent was of a male...a hyena. The very creatures he despised the most. Not even a jackal can compare, well....maybe Goma but he just sucks. Jamaa looked around and spotted the blue hyena, one who looked familiar. Jamaa, still enraged, lunged at him, maw ajar.
Jamaa closed down on his neck and picked him up. he carried him him out into the clear and softly placed him down.
"What. Are. You. Doing. Here." he said in a stern and threatening voice. His teeth dyed with the crimson blood that was his own.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:29 pm
"I-I-" Yakuti stammered, still shaken from the sudden almost-attack upon him by his friend, "I was j-just walking and I heard you h-howling and, and" He said quickly, seeing the fury in Jamaa's eyes. "I saw you attacking the tree, and I stood up, I d-didn't want you to t-think I was sneaking up on you."
Seeing the blood in Jamaa's open mouth, and his breathing slowed, "Whats wrong Jamaa, why are you like this?" He said, almost to tears, "You're scaring me" He whimpered. How could he not be scared? One of his best friends, he had just watched one of his best friends go mad and he thought, if only for a second, that Jamaa was going to kill him when he jumped at him.
"I don't want you to be hurting" Yakuti said softly, using all his will to keep his voice steady.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:44 pm
Jamaa jerked around, pacing in a small area, growling during each pass. This was one of "those good he held dear". Yakuti was the only hyena he wouldn't mind being seen with. To him, Yakuti was like a son, not related by blood or species but by heart. However, now Jamaa's heart has surcome to darkness, comsumed by darkness.
"You should not be here, Yakuti." he turned his head, still pacing as his eyes pressed on the pup. "I warned you not to let me catch you out at night. Especially alone!" Jamaa did not use "Jamaa" he used "I" and "me".....he was serious. He continued pacing as his paws pressed deeply into the ground. He was pushing himself to the point of bleeding on every thing he did. His teeth glazed in crimson syrup, life giving blood dripped from his nose, and the red liquid was starting to surface onto his paws.
"Well!? What are you doing here?" what has happened to his kind and gentle heart? Was it truely lost, lost to everlasting darkness? His body ached in pain, but his rage took over, deteriating his body throught pent up emotions he only let out when he was away from his dear ones. ((hint to Kingdom Hearts ninja ))
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 5:08 pm
Temari lifted herself off of the ground, she felt utterly hollow and incomplete right now, but for some reason she felt the need to run. Her heart was mending a little, though the overwhelming sadness of losing her daughter was still crushing her from the inside out. As her paws moved over the ground, the dainty wild dog felt her heart clench and she bolted.
The wind removed the tears as she ran, but something else was aching in her, something that she couldn't explain but that she wanted fixed and now. Now... though it wouldnt' be fixed quite yet.
There was blood in the air, or at least she could smell it. Jamaa's blood. No, had she lost him too?
The golden dog's legs carried her faster and she all but flew over to the area that he was, digging her hind legs into the ground when she saw him. He was pacing and snapping at the blue hyena, who's name she remembered was Yakuti. He was bleeding and snapping at him and...
She snapped herself.
Before Temari knew it, she was across the grass and her jaws snapped down on his muzzle, her teeth digging into his muzzle and breaking skin in one place. A low growl came from her throat, it should have been the first clue to anyone around that she wasn't entirely in her right mind. To her Yakuti took the place of one of her own pups, at least in her not-so-right-mind at the moment he did.
ninja
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 5:27 pm
"Temari!" Yakuti cried, he was so happy to see her, but it was such a short moment, before he knew it, she was biting Jamaa, she must have thought that Jamaa had hurt him, and he protested.
"Temari, Temari! Don't hurt him! He's not right! I'm not hurt! I'm okay!" He called to her, Jamaa was hurt already, he didn't need more. It was true that Yakuti was hurt, but on the inside, the blood on the scruff of his neck was Jamaas's, his mouth was bleeding.
Yakuti's eyes filled with tears, he was so confused and so scared, his friends were fighting, and neither one seemed to be right in their minds.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 5:31 pm
Jamaa writhed in pain from his mate's bite, he barked. Her fangs, sharp as a hawks talons, ripped a single deep cut into his muzzle, drawing blood. The brown dog pulled back, shaking his head. This pain now was nothing compared to his own heart's. He reached up, rubbing his wound with his already bleeding paw. He was a wreck.
Clouds started to form shielding the celestrial stars and moon from the savannah, depriving it of it's light. Small droplets of rain fell every other minute. This was truely a darker day.
"Temari!" he growled. "You should be back at the pack." he snarled. Where has his manners gone? This was his loved one, the closest of all he held. He was risking losing her, a single thought made his soul shiver in fright and disgust......
....Kill them...
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 6:27 pm
"You want to kill me now?" Her eyes softened as she toppled to the ground slightly from his shaking head. Temari had gotten quite the grip on him, not wanting to let go. With a heavy sigh she stood up from the ground and looked at him with hollow yet sad eyes. Her mate was going insane and she didnt' want him to go there.
"I'm not going back there unless you come with me. If you don't go back... I'll never go back. I swear it." She bumped her head against his chest and didn't move for a long moment.
Then with a light sigh she turned and trotted over to Yakuti, leaning down and nuzzling at his ruff and licking the blood that her mate had caused to come from him. "You don't deserve to see this little one. I'm sorry. We just lost someone dear and he's not in his mind from grief." Temari whispered softly to his ear. She was so sad for the little one that she had scared so. The wild dog hadn't meant to cause him so much pain, she just... didn't want to lose Jamaa... but she didn't want Yakuti to be hurt.
ninja
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 5:10 am
Yakuti stood there, sobbing as his friends were fighting, "I'm sorry for what happened.." Yakuti said to them, "I'm sorry that you lost someone, but fighting is not going to help!" He whimpered, he didn't know why he said it, he also didn't know why he started walking over to Jamaa at that moment, Temari was okay, but Jamaa still looked... Insane...
He reached the wild dog and sat there, looking straight into his eyes, he was still crying, not from pain, and not from fear, he wanted his friend back the way he was, and he didn't care what he had to do to get him back.
"Listen to me," Yakuti said firmly, in a voice he had never used before, a stern voice, not a happy or cheerful voice, "I know its hard to lose someone you love, I lost my mother..." He said, stopping for a moment, what would his mother have thought if she had lived to see him doing this? "But you love Temari! If you hurt her, you'll only make it worse!" He said, looking over at her, "I won't let you put yourself in so much pain, I won't!" He barked.
He had never said something like that, never demanded anything from anyone, maybe because he had never needed to, but he had just shown wisdom far greater than he had ever before, but he wasn't proud of himself, he couldn't be happy again untill his friend was back.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:46 am
There stood the wrecked wild dog, guardian of the Mpinzani Pack, the mate of Temari, a blood drenched dog. The rain was falling heavier. The billions of drops of water washed away the soft dirt and with it his pain and suffering. Jamaa stood there, eyes locked into the swirling clouds and the drops of rain on him. The blood of insanity and control of rage washed away from him as his fur grew wet. The many holes he dug and the place where he paced turn to mud and slowly washed away as some clung to his paws.
These were the only two left that he could protect, from the world....and himself. Yakuti, a hyena who's personality and presence soothed him when he saw hyenas as disgusting low-lives scavengers. Temari, the mate who would keep him strong and who's company can never be replaced with another. If only the third was here as well.....if only Kizaki was here as well.
(Well, there is Topas but....he's an anger-management jerk of a Ratel).
Jamaa lowered his head from the clouds and looked down onto the pup of great wisedom with his piercing golden eyes. Turned his head to Temari with a feeble smile of forgiveness. The literally muddy dog pushed up with all his might only to stumble slightly from the lack of blood he lost and continued to. Jamaa was tired, overexherted beyond his limits. He could not make it back to the packlands in this condition. There was no other pack or pride around that would let the three spend the night. If they stayed here it was possible they would fall prey to night-hunters or two-leggers. Then he rememebered.
"Temari....do you remember where my den is?"
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 4:57 pm
"Yes, yes I do, because we need to get you two muddy pups out of the rain. Otherwise you'll both catch a cold." Temari said in a gentle motherly voice. She wasn't going to bring up that Jamaa was ignoring their sons, or that Yakuti was speaking out of turn about something he'd never really felt. The loss of a pup was worse than the loss of a mother, for a mother was never supposed to loss their pups, their pups were supposed to live long after.
"Come on boys. Lets go." She flicked the tip of her tail and let her fuzzy tail arch over her back as she trotted off towards Jamaa's den.
ninja
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 5:02 pm
Glad that Jamaa was finally calming down, he followed them quietly, soaking wet and still rather shaken, at least he had stopped crying, but he didn't care much, what was important was that they were all better off than they were a few minutes before, and all at least relatively right in their minds.
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