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 Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:12 am
Originally, Taabu had meant to stay in a place that would take his parents quite a bit of a harder time to find, to draw out their journey and force them to spend large amounts of time together. However, that was before he learned how unwelcoming other prides could be. He decided early on that it would be much easier if he stayed in a land that he already knew he was welcome in. After all, his Bibi made it quite clear that he could be here if he wanted to.
So this is where he would stay until his parents arrived - and it would probably be the first place they would look. Who knew how long it would take them, though, considering how sick his father was when they had to go on prolonged, long journey's. One would think that Taabu would show the same troules - but in his adolescence (which he was no doubt in) he had outgrown his father's illness.
True, he did suffer from the taints of an obsessive compulsive mind from time to time, but his sickness and meager body was all but gone. In all truth, Taabu was much larger already than some of the smaller male lion races, even as only an adolescent. He had already noticed then and decided it must be from his mother's side of his family, considering his Gappa was a large lion and all.
At this point in his journey, however, he was lazing rather calmly on a granite slab - near the base of pride rock. It was dusk, the sun was low, and it made the heat of the land more bareable than usual. His eyes drooped calmly, that fire hidden behind the minute slits of his lazy lids. He had encountered a couple of lions, but none he knew and none he really cared to meet again.
He meant, in all truth, to go visit his Bibi soon - but that could wait until he wasn't so tired.
[[For Kasai <3]]
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 2:04 pm
It was...quiet unusual to see a mass of dark in the pridelands. But then again, it was also strange to see a mass of mocha in the pridelands as well. Moving slowly, the charcoal adult eye's narrowed as the form of someone familiar moved into view. His father's pelt...His enemies eyes? Who else could it be?
Denahi grunted slightly, moving off of the small rock he had been sunbathing on, and moving to his first nephew. He hadn't seen him since he was just a mere cub, last he could remember. Sky blue eyes shifted onto his form, as one lone word left his maw. "Taabu." It was deep, almost like Asi's but without the estranged accent.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 2:56 pm
Obviously, young Taabu hadn't been paying even the slightest bit of attention to his surroundings - something that could have been a dire mistake in many other lands - or he might have otherwise seen the Uncle that had disappeared from his life almost as soon as he began it. However, Taabu had been drifting in and out of his dream world - a place that held all the comforts of home, even in the land he now claimed as a temporary home. He was uncomfortable here, for it was so unkown, but he would never deny the beauty that it held - or the welcoming heart of his Bibi, who likewise was the heart of the land itself.
So, at first, as those words came so deeply through his half tuned ears, he thought for a moment that it could be his Gapa - until, of course, his mind came clearly through the clouds of his dream land. He sat up slowly, body tense as his ears flattened back, the stature his mother often had no matter whose lands she was in. That prideful, noble stance.
His mind set to immediately picking apart that voice befor ehe even located who owned it. It could not be his Gapa, for that accent was misisng entirely, but neither could it be a stranger, for his name had been passed on their tongue. Thus, even before those ruby eyes settled on a form familiar and not all at once, he knew that it could only be his family - some estranged member now lurking in the pridelands. When he loacted the charcoal male, then, it was hardly any surprise at all.
"Uncle," he said quite sternly, his eyes narrowing on the family member he probably knew least of all, his tail flickering from side to side, "I knew you were here, but I hardly expected to run into you before I left." His words were neither unkind or inviting, that tone that Syeira used on strangers, to keep them there as long as they would stay of their own will. That manner she used when she wanted to be respectful - but the tones were there, ice hidden beneath the warm, lilting voice of a growing male. He was as close to his mother's image as he could be, and any lion that knew them both and did not immediately recognize it was blind.
Simply Blind.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 12:47 pm
"Likewise, apart from the fact I didn't know you were here." Denahi said gruffily. Having the small argument with his youngest son didn't put him in one of his better moods, and seeing one from teh Kusini lands here wasn't helping his situation. Sky blue eyes, the one that mimicked his mother's gazed at the mocha pelted adolescent.
"You got bigger." He said bluntly, sitting down before the Kusini hunter. "I take it your mother is here somewhere?" At this statement, Denahi's eyes looked around. He was expecting his sister to pop out, and scold Nahi for talking to her son. Either that, or the big red oaf to appear from nowhere. "What are you doing here anyways?" The charcoal male wondered.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 1:30 pm
He simply shrugged at his Uncle's first statement - no one really knew he was here, no one in the immediate family at least. True, he had met a few lions here and there, but that was about it. For any of them to know who he was and what lands he actual belonged in was probably quite unlikely. He knew Denahi lived here now, but like he had just said, he had never meant to even run into the older git, much less be sitting here having a conversation with him right now.
"Mom isn't here actually," he said after a moment of contemplation, still laying there calmly in that sphinx-esque position with his head high and his forelegs stretched out comfortably before him on the slab of granite he had taken temporary residence upon, " I left a while ago, without telling her." He shrugged it off as if it hardly mattered, taking those fire-bright eyes away from the dark pelt of his uncle. He wouldn't bother explaining his reasoning for leaving the Kusini lands to the male, he figured Denahi didn't care enough - and if he did, he would ask him. Besides, it wasn't like he had left permantely. Not like Denahi had.
"And yeah, I grew," came the next words, his eyes flickering down over his own large body, as if he had just noticed for the first time - though he showed no real interest in the ironically large form he was growing into, "things change, even when you're not there to see them." At least, thus far, he was being polite. He hadn't thrown any verbal daggers yet, and he wouldn't, unless Denahi did first.
And from his memory of his Uncle - he was likely to.
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 1:46 pm
Syeira wasn't with her only son? "Oh, how tragic." Denahi's voice kept that sarcasm on it it had always had. "I bet she is searching around for you, best go back home." Denahi grunted, raising onto his feet as if he were to head back home. The characoal lion didn't want to see any of his old family! That's the first reason he had left after all.
Sky blue eyes watched the adolescent, rolling his eyes. "Why did you leave, anyways?" The charcoal male was curious. "Did Syeira's constant nagging get to you?" Nahi smirked evily, flicking his tail around one of his legs.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 9:02 am
He made a rather irritated face at the remark from his Uncle - but it wasn't like he hadn't expected it. He knew how Denahi acted, even if he had never seen all that much of him. After all, his mother had told him stories of the two as cubs, and he had even known that Denahi picked fights with his own father - he had even seen one of those, come to think of it. Still, he just brushed it off, eyes lingering boredly on the adult before him.
"I know she's looking for me, that's the point of being here," he muttered, flicking his tail as he let his eyes slowly slink away to stare towards the horizon he knew to lead towards the Kusini lands. "I left so that my parents would have to do something together for a change. I left so they'd come looking, the pair of them, perhaps doing something for the same reason for the first time in their life," he muttered out, his eyes owning up to a rather far away look.
"Why are you asking? Scared your sister is going to show up and come looking for you?" he asked, a smirk plastered on his lips.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 2:27 pm
"Why are you /here/ though?" Denahi grunted, rolling his eyes as his voice came out in a small growl. "Why don't you go. back. home." He said the last part slowly, to emphasize the point. If he could, he would drag the little squirt (well..not technically littel anymore) back to the Kusini lands, but the thought of a fight between Sye finding out, as well as his father stopped him. Denahi was not about to go out starting junk with others when it didn't benefit him.
"Aww your mommy and daddy not love eachother anymore?" He smirked slightly, tail flicking. Hah, he knew Sye and Uumi's relationship wouldn't last too long. Hell he was suprised it lasted THIS long. Well...since Taabu was older, perhaps they didn't have to worry about hiding a rocky relationship infront of their son?
"Pft. My sister won't come looking for me." He snorted, rolling his eyes once again. "Not that she can do anything to me anyways." A small smirk approached his maw. "She's all talk you know, yet know show. You know she still has yet to protect Tamu?" That devious smirk approached his maw like it had those years back.
Good times...good times..
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 12:56 pm
Those were the words Taabu had been waiting for, and yet the words he had been dreading to here from the very start of this conversation. Perhaps when he was younger he could do nothing to understand the mind of his Uncle and how it worked, but in his older years he knew exactly what sort of creature he was. What sort of sorry vermin he had reduced himself to. It was beyond him to understand how a prince could make something so lowly of himself - but what was he to do but stand up for those that male was always trying to put down?
With a growl, Taabu pushed himself up onto his paws, leaping from the rock to land softly at it's side. His body was tense, rigid, as if he would leap at any given moment - any spur of the wrong movement. His talons were glinting, unsheathed and digging furiously into the dirt beneath his paws. This wa the end of taking nonsense from people.
"I belong here more than you ever will, Denahi," it seems propriety is lost in the heat of anger, "the blood of pridelanders runs through my veins, not yours. The King and Queen are my family, not yours through any other form than being with their daughter. I will not be ushered out of these lands when I have direct invite from Mufasa himself." He clenched his teeth, a growl lingering just in the depths of his throat.
"And you may disgrace your family by leaving when they needed you most, you may talk lowly of them when you know it is their blood that bore you and their love that raised you, and you may even think what you will about your hypocritical views against my father - but I will be damned if I will sit here and let you throw it in my face," he was angry - and it was obvious just the right touch of his father's anger mingled with his mother's mind could make for something both verbally and physically dangerous.
"My mother is twice the lion you will ever be, you are nothing but a vile little vermin that walked out on his mother, abandoned his pride, and challenged a brother when he needed him. " He hissed his words, cold and poisonous, a tone never before used - for he had never had the need to use it. "You are nothing, Denahi, but a coward and a pompous fool." He gritted his teeth, eyes daring, firey with the rage pumping like hot venom through his enraged form.
Denahi is still good at making others mad, eh?
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 5:05 pm
Denahi didn't even listen to the words his nephew had said. Instead, the rage that once boiled deep within the darkend heart of the adult rogue overflowed once more, and a single clawed paw swiped across Taabu's face. "You want to know what you are, Taabu." He hissed out his name, a low growl remaining in his voice as the other quit speaking.
"You are nothing but a problem child." He snarled. "Did you know your parents didn't intend to have you? Or your father did it out of rage to your mother?" Denahi had overhead conversations. He knew, or partly knew, most of the story behind the two. "If you want to call me vermin, take a good look at the blood you call your father. Or take a good look at the lion who stands before you, because you know that the same blood that runs through my veins ALSO runs in yours." He snarled.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 8:29 am
Taabu growled out, loudly, at the swipe that met his flesh - he could feel the blood pooling down his flesh, mingling into his fur. It was a lucky thing he had closed his eyes and jerked away even as soon as he saw the paw coming - while it didn't save him from the blow, it did save him from losing his eye at his Uncle's paws.
His teeth gritted so tightly as he turned his face back towards him - his eyes open though no doubt blood was trickling down his face. Still, as he spoke, even through gritted teeth, there was the lingering smirk on his maw, "my mother told me what happened, and I accepted it as I must. She would never let someone else tell me, not to use in the form of a low blow. Your trickery is lost on me, Uncle."
He hissed, taking a step forward, movements slinkish, light, daring. HE took a deep breath, closer now, and obviously angry. "But even if that is the same blood that runs through my veins, at least I haven't forsaken mine." and with that last hissed word, he leapt, claws unsheathed and aimed directly for the throat. He put all his weight into the pounce - and unluckily for Denahi, Taabu wasn't as sickly as his poor father anymore.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 7:04 pm
"Did you really accept it though?" Denahi sneered. "Or did you merely keep the thought of it lingering in the back of your mind, only to let it arise in a future talk." He growled slightly. Oh yes, the black male despised the red father of Taabu.
A snarl crept on his maw as Taabu neared him. An amused glint in his eye sparked as he spoke, and then lunged. The charcoal male wasn't suprised though. He embraced for the attack. Firekin slavery put that in him. Instead of retaliating quickly, he grunted, speaking lowly and in a growl. "Pity, Taabu." He started. "Looks like your more like me than you would have expected." He said smoothly, craning his neck in an attempt to reach for Taabu's exposed wither. He wouldn't let his nephew get the longer end of the stick here.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 9:05 am
Taabu realized his mistake as soon as his uncle sped forward - he had left himself open for an attack no doubt, in the last quick second of an attempt to save himself from a horrible little accident, one swiping paw reached for the face of his uncle. His body twisted, his mind no longer seeking out the heat of argument, and as his body took the plummet to the ground, he hadn't even the time to register whether or not he had hit the great beast - his only thought had been to save himself. He landed, sloppily, a hiss on his jaw as he immediately leapt back up onto his paws.
The blood was trickling from the wound across his eye, clouding half his vision, and his chest was panting - though no coughing lingered from his childhood sickness. He moved in a circle around his uncle, stance ready for another pounce, eyes locked (even with half their vision tainted) onto the blue eyes that so reminded him of his mother.
He was not like his Uncle. He would never be his uncle. This came from his father - the need for fighting. Just because his father got too sick to di it didn't mean it wasn't there. Still, he couldn't find the words to express this; as a matter of fact, Taabu couldn't form even one intelligent sentance to express.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 5:43 pm
The swiping paw that reached across his face didn't affect the pridelander now. He had scars already from more powerful lions, so something from one related to himself was merely nothing. As Taabu circled him, Denahi awaited for hte mocha male to attack. "Come on Taabu," He growled, his body stiff and unmoving, yet his ears twitching at the adolescent's movements.
It was only moments until Denahi moved, swift-footed, towards his nephew in a powerful motion to knock the other do the ground. "Get out of here," The charcoal male snarled, his claws unsheathing as if he were to prepare the final blow if the male seemed to go against what he said.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 1:23 pm
It wasn't an attack that Taabu was daring now, and it was a good thing he had not tried - for now he lay on the ground, bettered by a stronger lion; no other than his uncle. His chest heaved, in both anger and the rush of adrenaline. His owns claws unsheathed, though they didn't touch nearer to the beast above him.
"I'm not leaving, not until my mother comes," he hissed out, red eyes narrowing like two bright flames, "If I bother you so much, maybe you should leave." He narrowed his eyes, trying desperately to push himslef up.
He was honestly not going to leave, though, until his mother and father got to the pridelands - and if Denahi had a problem with it, he could go talk to Mufasa.
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