Mpenzi
She'd been there. She'd seen it. Mpenzi wasn't disturbed by the presence of visitors along the borders of their pride's land. However, she was starting to wonder if her constant visitation to the outer borders of the lands was becoming... displeasing, in a sense. Perhaps in this time, she had less fear of her habits, due to how few lions, or others beasts in that manner, could judge her actions. But, those who now could, were starting to become the most important to her.
With a waking yawn, the Kaimu seemed to come to an earthshaking conclusion that somehow, without having meant to, she'd allowed her mind to tumble into a sleep, which put her in a defenseless and unaware state. Perhaps it was for the better that she'd done so then, when she was without two doting cubs on her watch, then earlier in the moonphase, when she had such a task as to watch to them.
Thankfully indeed. Her dreams of odd judgementality had been the only thing to prevent her from another one of her 'visits' to the edge of the real world, and perhaps that was why her mind had lulled her to sleep. To prevent her from any further mistakes of allowing those outside the Mteo, to discover it's presence while they were on a hunt, or if of the sort, simply wandering. God only knew what would happen if a stray rogue were to follow her home.
Moving to rise up, while stretching her limbs, stiff with sleep, Mpenzi glanced around the den to see if anybody within it's chamber could have possibly watched her as she lulled about her dreamworld, oblivious to their presence. Once satisfied that she would hopefully remain, for the most part, unscolded for her desire to sleep while the sun was burning in the sky, she turned her attention out to the Nyungu for a mere moment, before taking a few ginger steps and posting herself at the mouth of the cliff-den to stare out at it.
In her mind, the image of several lions playing about it formed, as she allowed herself to reminisque over such far away memories. Maybe someday... you will help fix that.. and all will be right again. she assured herself, before heaving a slight sigh and shaking her head. Perhaps, it was a silly thought she'd allowed to dote in her head out of a hope that all that was before her now, was a dream. The empty land, the lonliness, the stretching shadows.. and that blasted splotch of red that stained the ground at her paws. Not only was it a slightly disturbing sight, knowing what 'caused it to be that color, but.... at the same time, it was part of their people. That was how it was always meant to be.. "... Wasn't it?" she finished her half-hearted query a loud, unaware that the thoughtful mist of lonliness in her mind may have been masking the presence of another. ((.. I suck.. D: ))
With a waking yawn, the Kaimu seemed to come to an earthshaking conclusion that somehow, without having meant to, she'd allowed her mind to tumble into a sleep, which put her in a defenseless and unaware state. Perhaps it was for the better that she'd done so then, when she was without two doting cubs on her watch, then earlier in the moonphase, when she had such a task as to watch to them.
Thankfully indeed. Her dreams of odd judgementality had been the only thing to prevent her from another one of her 'visits' to the edge of the real world, and perhaps that was why her mind had lulled her to sleep. To prevent her from any further mistakes of allowing those outside the Mteo, to discover it's presence while they were on a hunt, or if of the sort, simply wandering. God only knew what would happen if a stray rogue were to follow her home.
Moving to rise up, while stretching her limbs, stiff with sleep, Mpenzi glanced around the den to see if anybody within it's chamber could have possibly watched her as she lulled about her dreamworld, oblivious to their presence. Once satisfied that she would hopefully remain, for the most part, unscolded for her desire to sleep while the sun was burning in the sky, she turned her attention out to the Nyungu for a mere moment, before taking a few ginger steps and posting herself at the mouth of the cliff-den to stare out at it.
In her mind, the image of several lions playing about it formed, as she allowed herself to reminisque over such far away memories. Maybe someday... you will help fix that.. and all will be right again. she assured herself, before heaving a slight sigh and shaking her head. Perhaps, it was a silly thought she'd allowed to dote in her head out of a hope that all that was before her now, was a dream. The empty land, the lonliness, the stretching shadows.. and that blasted splotch of red that stained the ground at her paws. Not only was it a slightly disturbing sight, knowing what 'caused it to be that color, but.... at the same time, it was part of their people. That was how it was always meant to be.. "... Wasn't it?" she finished her half-hearted query a loud, unaware that the thoughtful mist of lonliness in her mind may have been masking the presence of another. ((.. I suck.. D: ))
Elimisha
Elimisha's mood wasn't sour, but it wasn't pleasant either. The falling decay of her pride was beginning to wear on the old girl. ((I keep checking Nai's journal to make sure I'm doing Misha right XDD)) She'd hoped for better things by now, as her old age began to settle in, but to think of the idea of rogues tainting their lives was just too much for her to take. The plague kept from taking all their lives, and for that she was grateful, but she was openly against allowing rogues in to repopulate the pride with. They could make do with what they had, no doubt about it. She had faith in that, in the very least. And while she was open about her distaste for rogues, she was not so open about her hopes for the Akida's daughter.
Padding softly along the ground, her great paws hitting the earth in a perfect rhythm, 'Misha's direction brought her closer to the Kaimu. Of course, she didn't realize that's where she was at that point, until she heard the other speak. Softly, her voice rose to meet the other's in question, always an even tone, without callousness. Her tone held the wisdom of age, and the understanding of years beyond Mpenzi's own. "Wasn't it, what?" Misha wasn't trying to startle, only mildly curious as to what the Kaimu had been musing about previous. ((It is I who is teh suck XD Too short but I need to figure Misha out before I can feel comfortable enough to post solidly with her >.<))
Padding softly along the ground, her great paws hitting the earth in a perfect rhythm, 'Misha's direction brought her closer to the Kaimu. Of course, she didn't realize that's where she was at that point, until she heard the other speak. Softly, her voice rose to meet the other's in question, always an even tone, without callousness. Her tone held the wisdom of age, and the understanding of years beyond Mpenzi's own. "Wasn't it, what?" Misha wasn't trying to startle, only mildly curious as to what the Kaimu had been musing about previous. ((It is I who is teh suck XD Too short but I need to figure Misha out before I can feel comfortable enough to post solidly with her >.<))
Mpenzi
Childish dreams of the fate she could not change quickly poofed away like a puff of smoke from Mpenzi's mind, as the delicate pool of thoughts was suddenly disturbed by the ripple of the falling pebble of outside inquiry. Eyes opening quickly in shock, the Kaimu's first response was to look behind her to see if that was where the unexpected voice of reality had echoed from.
She stared for but a moment, before her head whipped around in the other direction, childishly believing for a moment that what she'd heard was the ghost of some other being of the savvanah, before realizing that it was....
"Oh. Good day, Elimisha." the Kaimu greeted cheerily, bowing her head respectively towards the honored old Msaka, holding it there for a moment, before lifting it back up again to it's previous position. She remained in place where she was for a moment, having forgotten what had stirred her attention towards the lioness, before thoughts of her self-conversation suddenly rushed back to her like a surge of brain-freeze to the head.
"Ah! Oh, right.." Mpenzi blushed a bit at her sudden and rather withheld remembering of the 'ghost voice' her head shrinking back against her shoulders a bit, before her eyes wandered shyly over to those of her companion. ".. I was just thinking a loud." she said, pondering if she would be told off for saying anything of what she was thinking of to the Msaka. It was rather well known that Elimisha had a thing for... eeeeeerrr... well, tradition. And as her blasphemous thoughts had been, for the last while so it seemed, bent against this tradition, perhaps it was... ah, well.
"Who was it who instated the traditions of the Mteo?" she finally inquired, hoping it would stray the thoughts of the pair away from what she had been thinking about, and an inner thought she'd had as a child. And if Elimisha didn't know the answer to that question.. well.. then there were no other old geezers around for her to ask. ((IkidIloveyou'misha..)) Well, not unless they got some odd crazy shaman man to come outta nowhere and talk to the spirits.. but they'd probably be a rogue, and therefore -that- wouldn't work either. Darn. Plans foiled again by the curse of logic.
"I mean like.. really really. Not just 'our ancestors', 'causes that's all vague and stuff.. was it one of the old Akidas? If so, which one? Or was it the goddess Kita'mauti who wants us to do all of these rituals?" Realizing how this sounded, the Kaimu blushed a bit, before adding meekly, "It's something I want to be able to tell my children..."
She stared for but a moment, before her head whipped around in the other direction, childishly believing for a moment that what she'd heard was the ghost of some other being of the savvanah, before realizing that it was....
"Oh. Good day, Elimisha." the Kaimu greeted cheerily, bowing her head respectively towards the honored old Msaka, holding it there for a moment, before lifting it back up again to it's previous position. She remained in place where she was for a moment, having forgotten what had stirred her attention towards the lioness, before thoughts of her self-conversation suddenly rushed back to her like a surge of brain-freeze to the head.
"Ah! Oh, right.." Mpenzi blushed a bit at her sudden and rather withheld remembering of the 'ghost voice' her head shrinking back against her shoulders a bit, before her eyes wandered shyly over to those of her companion. ".. I was just thinking a loud." she said, pondering if she would be told off for saying anything of what she was thinking of to the Msaka. It was rather well known that Elimisha had a thing for... eeeeeerrr... well, tradition. And as her blasphemous thoughts had been, for the last while so it seemed, bent against this tradition, perhaps it was... ah, well.
"Who was it who instated the traditions of the Mteo?" she finally inquired, hoping it would stray the thoughts of the pair away from what she had been thinking about, and an inner thought she'd had as a child. And if Elimisha didn't know the answer to that question.. well.. then there were no other old geezers around for her to ask. ((IkidIloveyou'misha..)) Well, not unless they got some odd crazy shaman man to come outta nowhere and talk to the spirits.. but they'd probably be a rogue, and therefore -that- wouldn't work either. Darn. Plans foiled again by the curse of logic.
"I mean like.. really really. Not just 'our ancestors', 'causes that's all vague and stuff.. was it one of the old Akidas? If so, which one? Or was it the goddess Kita'mauti who wants us to do all of these rituals?" Realizing how this sounded, the Kaimu blushed a bit, before adding meekly, "It's something I want to be able to tell my children..."
Elimisha
Elimisha tilted her head, her great ears perking up at the questions at hand. Even her old memories had their limits and this would be no exception. "Well, young one, that would be a very good question. While it could be argued that many different Akidas did the instating, given our history I would have to say it was probably the great Amirisho or perhaps his son, Amini'jito. I do not recall much more than that though. I do wish I could be of more help, though perhaps I will happen upon remembering it later on." 'Misha frowned slightly not entirely sure why she couldn't remember it all as she once had. Perhaps the heat was to blame. Yes, that was it, it was probably the heat that wavered her memories into a jumble, so that she could not recall them immediately.
She shook her head at the Kaimu's blush waving it off in an instant. "Do not be afraid to ask questions about that which you may not know or remember. If we keep silent about such things, how shall we ever find out that which is unknown, so that we may share with others later on? The path of knowledge goes hand in hand with tradition. If we lose the knowledge, the tradition shall be lost, and we will have failed our ancestors. This is why we teach our young ones the history, so that tradition will never be lost... It is good to hear that you will be telling your little ones about such things." She glanced at Mpenzi pointedly at the end, knowing the young lioness knew her distaste for Warithi's wish for rogues to be allowed within the pride. ((Sorry I'm so slow, the vicoden's slowly starting to take hold now))
She shook her head at the Kaimu's blush waving it off in an instant. "Do not be afraid to ask questions about that which you may not know or remember. If we keep silent about such things, how shall we ever find out that which is unknown, so that we may share with others later on? The path of knowledge goes hand in hand with tradition. If we lose the knowledge, the tradition shall be lost, and we will have failed our ancestors. This is why we teach our young ones the history, so that tradition will never be lost... It is good to hear that you will be telling your little ones about such things." She glanced at Mpenzi pointedly at the end, knowing the young lioness knew her distaste for Warithi's wish for rogues to be allowed within the pride. ((Sorry I'm so slow, the vicoden's slowly starting to take hold now))
Mpenzi
Mpenzi listened intently as Elimisha shared what she could recall then for the Kaimu, her stare that of one whom seemed to be hearing such things for the first time, but was thirsty to know everything. However, it was not the first time Mpenzi was hearing such details to the history of the Mteo pride. In fact, it had been repeated to her many a times in her life, to make sure it stuck firmly there.
"Well, if I do not teach them, there will be no others who can do such for them." she replied at the notion of her passing on this knowledge to the twin cubs. However, with a momentary laugh, the Kaimu added. "Not that I wouldn't trust anybody else here to teach the pair, I just expect that it is something that I would like to do for them, as their mother." she defended quickly, hoping to herself that her rather gingerly meant comment wouldn't be taken in the hand of utter insult and cause a problem.
There were enough of those in the pride without every lion in it's midsts wanting to chew each other's faces off and stick it to one of the gaurdian trees to warn out others who may have wanted to enter.. not that anyone would have done that to another lion.. right? No no, it was a silly notion.
"I thank you for helping refresh my memory, Elimisha... when thoughts are so far away from our tradition as they are right now, it's good to make sure what was drilled into us all as children doesn't fade away..." she amused herself with. However, inside, she felt a sort of ache that one that she used to be able to relate to as a fellow msaka had become so... different then she could remember.
Was this a fault of the plague, or was it simply a drained notion of her creation. Of course it was, Elimisha had always been like this. She was just being silly to think otherwise of such a thing. Heaving a slight sigh, she turned her attention to the weather that beat itself down upon the pair, smiling a bit.
"It's rather nice out today. Perfect for a walk, wouldn't you think so?" she suggested, her joints starting to go stiff on her once again from her almost lack of movement. ((It's all good. <33 and wow.. D: Short Pach-post.. ))
"Well, if I do not teach them, there will be no others who can do such for them." she replied at the notion of her passing on this knowledge to the twin cubs. However, with a momentary laugh, the Kaimu added. "Not that I wouldn't trust anybody else here to teach the pair, I just expect that it is something that I would like to do for them, as their mother." she defended quickly, hoping to herself that her rather gingerly meant comment wouldn't be taken in the hand of utter insult and cause a problem.
There were enough of those in the pride without every lion in it's midsts wanting to chew each other's faces off and stick it to one of the gaurdian trees to warn out others who may have wanted to enter.. not that anyone would have done that to another lion.. right? No no, it was a silly notion.
"I thank you for helping refresh my memory, Elimisha... when thoughts are so far away from our tradition as they are right now, it's good to make sure what was drilled into us all as children doesn't fade away..." she amused herself with. However, inside, she felt a sort of ache that one that she used to be able to relate to as a fellow msaka had become so... different then she could remember.
Was this a fault of the plague, or was it simply a drained notion of her creation. Of course it was, Elimisha had always been like this. She was just being silly to think otherwise of such a thing. Heaving a slight sigh, she turned her attention to the weather that beat itself down upon the pair, smiling a bit.
"It's rather nice out today. Perfect for a walk, wouldn't you think so?" she suggested, her joints starting to go stiff on her once again from her almost lack of movement. ((It's all good. <33 and wow.. D: Short Pach-post.. ))