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 Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 5:55 pm
Jamaa panted heavily as he padded from the pack lands to the Pride Lands, his birth home. Dhati pushed some pack duties onto him that he gladly took. He had to teach the pups of the pack to hunt. Sure it was an easy task with Goma's and Topas' help, but there are so many of them.
"Temari..." he muttered staring up into the night sky. Normally, by this time she would run around to her hearts content. A smirk came to the copper brown dog's maw at the thought of her. Soon....
In the distance was where he was heading, his family den. So much of his life was there. Where he was born and raised. Where he almost lost his son and mate. Where he told Temari he loved her. Where he asked her for his own family. So much of it. Happily, he padded to the underground den, smiling.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 6:13 pm
 *Dark jade eyes followed the grown male dog as he moved closer and closer to the den. Quickly the pup jumped out and let a soft yip pass his chest. His tail wagged from side to side playfully as he eyed up at the new male. He was covered in wet dirt and grass, but that didn’t seem to upset him any- he was glad to see another like himself! Panting the young dog sat himself in front of the den and yipped again. From the looks of it he had been hiding in Jamaa’s old den.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 6:17 pm
Jamaa quirked a brow at the little pup. Strange.
"And you are...?" he asked sniffing him. Defiantly not one that he knew and what was he doing in his den? Jamaa laid down on his belly and gathered the pup into his paws before grooming him of the mud and grass. A wild dog pup was just another pup to Jamaa. "You're pretty dirty and up pretty late."
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 6:40 pm
“Dirttty.”
*He nodded with a cocked grin as Jamaa cleaned him of his filth. His tail still slapped from side to side- he couldn’t help it! It had been a while and he had not seen another dog in a long time. With a playful n** he started at Jamaa’s muzzle, tugging on his fur softly.*
“I am Kiangazi, who are you?!”
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 6:48 pm
Jamaa wiggled his nose when the pup latched onto his muzzle. Strange pup, would his own be like this? Perhaps being with this pup would prepare him for his own. The adult smiled.
"My name's Jamaa. I'm part of the Mpinzani Pack, and you were just in my home." he replied, pawing at the pup's tummy. "Why were you in there?" he asked curiously. It wasn't a smart idea to intrude into a den if one new that it had an owner. Normally, Jamaa would defend it from anyone, but from a pup? Nah. The dog smiled and continued grooming the pup's fur.
"Dirty."
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 7:02 pm
*With a wide grin Kian sat still, doing his best to settle himself down. He couldn’t help it really- he was so happy to see another! With a tiny yip he pulled himself away from Jamaa’s grasp and stood tall. His soft colored chest puffed out as he spoke.*
“I was hiding.”
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 7:08 pm
"Hiding? Hiding from what?" Jamaa asked standing as well. Quickly he moved his golden eyes around to see if there was anything to hide from. Well, there were the dangerous nocturnal hunters. Jamaa padded over to him and picked him up.
"Come on." he spoke, muffled from Kian's fur. He padded into the den and looked out constantly to see if there was anything. "We're not even safe in here, you know. There is another entrance to this den." he spoke. Slowly he moved past him and into the other chamber in the back, the Owner's Den. In the Owner's den there was a large gaping hole in the top where Jamaa fell in when he was younger on a rather....strange sight. The walls were lined with paw prints from all of the pasted and current owners. Jamaa's eyes fell onto two in particular, his own and the larger one beside it.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 5:26 pm
*The youthful little male simply padded along side Jamaa as they both moved into the den. Dark green eyes moved along the walls of the den and with a soft gaze the pup sat himself down and started to count the paw prints. He had not come into the part of den yet; Kian had been sitting just at the entrance of the den- fearing going inside it would seem. His dark tail batted from side to side as he moved his gaze to the older male that seemed to be reminiscing on his past life here.*
“Whata thinking about Jamaa?”
*He asked kindly, his maw parted as he panted softly.*
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 5:34 pm
Jamaa quirked a brow when he looked back at the pup, almost forgetting he was with him. "My family." he replied, "This den has been made by ratels, passed to wolves, to cheetahs, to lions, and then to us Wild Dogs. Now this den is mine and my son's." the male spoke, smiling. He patted the spot beside him, motioning for pup to come to him.
"Would you like to live here?" Jamaa asked, returning his gaze back to the paw printed wall.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 6:17 pm
“Live here?”
*The pup questioned with a blank gaze. Something about the older male’s offer made him die inside. A sharp pain hit him deep within his chest as he sat still. Wide eyes gazed up at Jamaa, laced with soft tears.*
“I do not have a family, I do not need this den... Dens are for nice… big… happy mothers and fathers and the pups that they made…”
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 6:26 pm
Jamaa flinched in surprise to see the pup cry, he didn't mean to make him. "S-sorry! Jamaa didn't mean to make you cry, Jamaa's sorry!" Jamaa had reverted to his old third person accent that he longed forgotten but now returned. Jamaa stood over the pup, hugging him, comforting him.
"If you don't want to stay here, then would you want to come back to the pack lands with me?" he was panicking and throwing out suggestions. It was obvious this pup was alone, Jamaa had to do something. "You can live with me!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:46 pm
*With wide eyes the pup smiled brightly and yipped at the older male. He had just been offered a home! A real home! With a deep grin Kian sat himself down and nodded six or seven times before speaking.*
“Really? Can I really live with you?!”
*He wanted badly for the answer to be yes… he really did want a home more then anything. He had been alone for so long now.. it pained him.*
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:51 pm
"Of course, you can stay with me and my home. There are lots of others around to play with and food is good too." Jamaa was glad that he was of help for this little one. Heh, guess he found another son for his family at heart.
Jamaa curled around Kian, grooming his head some more. "But we are going to stay here tonight. My female friend needs her space lately, so I guess I am stuck with you." the male added with a chuckle. Guess this would good practice until Temari gives birth to their own litter and then Kian has some more friends to play with.
"How does that sound?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:11 pm
“Ewww! You have a girlfriend!”
*The pup giggled and batted up at his muzzles playfully. Kian was overwhelmed with joy. Puffing his chest out he sat and looked up at Jamaa with a large grin.*
“Is she nice? Will she like me?”
*He questioned, his tone joyful and carefree.*
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:17 pm
Jamaa chuckled humbly and licked him, "Of course, she loves everyone." he replied, nuzzling the pup. "Hey, what is wrong with having a "girlfriend"?" the copper brown male added. He was actually really happy about adding a new addition to his family, and one without parents it would seem that he would be able to adopt him. Wonder how Dhati will take it.
"Kian, would you like to be part of my family?" he asked catiously, he was hoping for a yes, but he could not possibly force the pup. "Only if you want to."
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