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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 7:45 am
Ibilisi frowned and let out a frustrated sigh as she poked at her latest kill. Baby zebras never put up a decent fight, and their parents were still that little bit too fast for the juvenile lioness. The fact that she was still quite small for her age didn't help either.
Still poking at the carcass which she hadn't even took a bite out of yet, she looked around for something better to do. Unfortunatly, the 'thrill of the hunt' was wasted on her, as the only part she really enjoyed was going in for the kill.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:41 am
To say that he stuck out like a sore thumb was an understatement, his fur the colour of custard the dark black markings streaking his coat the jet black mane with long silver streaks running through it billowing in the wind. The fact that his mane was billowing though, wasn't entirely down to something productive. The large yellow lion was chasing soemthing entirely too small fopr him to even consider edible, a butterfly. He even chuckled as he chased after the tiny white fluttering insect.
His galavanting soon came to a halt though when he smelt blood, his deep orange gaze fled to the tiny baby giraffe and a not so tiny juvenile lioness. Without a moments hesitation, the rather bulky lion dropped to his belly and peered through the brittle grass stems. "I..i..I'm vu..vu..very ssorry ma'am. I d..d..d..didid not mumumean to disturb yuhyou." the custared coloured lion acctually shivered a little. It was always easiest to expect the worst when meeting a new female.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 9:39 am
(( ninja Baby zebra. xd ))
Eyebrow raised, Ibilisi watched the yellow lion carefully. She hadn't paid him any mind when he had first come into view, but as he got closer, she grew weary. Despite her love of ripping things to shreds, she knew better than to pick a fight with those that are much bigger than her. With a low growl radiating in her throat, she crouched down, ready to defend her kill if need be. Yes, she knew better than to pick fights that she couldn't win, but there was no way in Hell that she would let anyone steal from her.
As the bright lion came to a halt, the fur on her back stood on end. She was just about to tell the male to shove off when the male dived down into the grass. Ibilisi almost choked in disgust at this. "You're as yellow as your pelt!" She spat before walking over to the cowering lion. She expected to be feared once she was ruler of the World, but at the size and age she was now, she wondered if the lion was actually making fun of her. "Are you making fun of me?!" She roared. "Get up right now before I make it so that your fur colour matches mine!" By that, she meant blood red.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 9:21 am
((hehe sorry >_ At her sharp words the yellow lion leapt to his foot paws faster than lightning, his head bowed, his tail curled between his back paws. He trembled as she spoke of making his fur match hers. "i..i..ii...uh uhm no.no no ma.maam..I wou....wouldn't dr, dr,dream of muhmuh making fun of you miss.." He tailed off his dark mane almost trailing the floor now as he had managed to slip further and further in to a deep bow as he had stumbled through his speach.
"Pl..pl..please ma'am..I uh..only..didn't wish..I um.." He mumbled his body tencing as he expected a swift swipe to his person for even dareing to speak without being spoken to. He should know better after all than to do as he pleased when there was a female about. It was up to them to decide what his actions should be, even though he hadn't had a mistress for a very long time, he knew how to obay still.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 7:34 am
Ibilisi frowned deeply as the cowering male got to his feet. He seemed genuine, which made things worse in a way, because the juvenile had never seen such a weak creature in all her short life. Even zebras wouldn't stoop to this level, and they were stupid!
As the male continued to stutter random words, Ibilisi hissed harshly. "Be quiet, I'm thinking!" Considering her life's goal was to someday rule the world, it made sense for her to start as soon as possible. Although the male was clearly a coward, he was rather big and muscular, and completely towered over her. With her guidance, perhaps he could become useful. If not, a body that size could feed her for weeks.
"Tell me, what is your name?" She said with the best grin she could manage. If she wanted this male to be her minion, she would have to try and be nice. As much as it pained her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 4:38 am
The custard coloured lion rolled his shoulders uncomfortably, this female, she was quickly reminding him of his mother, bossy, angry, in charge. He swallowed hard and gave a slow nod his dark mane rolling over those deep orange eyes. "Liza maa'am, though I'l g..g..go by what ever y..y..you wish." he lowered his eyes respectfully. For someone so large he looked like a real powder puff bowing to the tiny red lioness.
"I can be useful ma'am i..if you wuh wish.." He swallowed hard to offer his services to a female was his whole life. His mother had trained him top obay even if that meant his death. It had only been her own death that had saved Liza from a timly elephant squishing death. Still, he was strong, although dumb and always afraid of his master. He could proove himself useful if the female wished him to be. Total obedience could occassionally be a good thing for the master whom controlled the dark maned male.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 2:59 am
"Liza eh?" Ibilisi almost choked on what she said next. "That's a...'nice' name." Words like nice did not come easy to the juve who was named after the Devil. However, according to her mother, being nice in certain situations could get her that little bit further than being nasty could. This was definatly one of those situations.
When the male offered his services, Ibilisi's smiled widened considerably. "I'd like that very much." She replied in a silky yet sinister tone of voice. If she could just find more males like this one, she would be able to take over the world in no time! "I don't suppose you have any brothers just like you do you?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 11:25 am
The custard coloured male wagged his tail like mad when he was told he could be of assistance. Like a very large, dumb puppy dog he dropped to his belly and grinned stupidly. "N..n..no ma'am b..b..but I can do anything y..y..you wish!" His ears flattened in to his thick dark mane vanishing beneath the black hair. "m..my mother t..t..toldme that fu..fu..females are in ch..ch..charge in her prpride though...ppperhaps..y..y..you could g..g..go there to find more muh males?"
It wasn't very often that Liza offered snippits about his past, or ideas for that matter, after all it wasn't his place, but if she wished to find more males like him, certainly his mothers pride was the place to go. The males outside seemed to not know their proper place.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 3:44 am
"Interesting..." She licked his fangs as she considered the endless possibilities that a pride full of lions like this one could present to her. The leader of the Pride though, Liza's mother, could present a problem. "I don't answer to anyone." She murmered, wondering what could be done about this female should she decide to visit that Pride.
Eyeing Liza with murky black eyes, she tilted her head a little. "I bet your mother is old now isn't she? Close to dying?" Ibilisi smirked. "Perhaps I could take the Pride over for her, as a favour?" Of course, it would only be a favour to herself, no one else.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 4:28 am
Liza listened as the little female spoke his tail still wagging, he was helping it seemed. He grinned broadly. "muh..hy mother is l..l..long dead...we never made it buh..buh..back to our pr.ppr..pride.." His ears twitched a little. The fact that he didn't have a clue wher his mothers pride was hadn't acctually occured to him until just now. He had been told by his mother upon her death bead to return to the mistweavers, he had done that and been cast away by them. He was a rogue now, lost in the sea of the world.
Though perhaps he had finally found himself a mistress again. He hoped so, it was strange that he hoped this, but truthfully it was all he knew, to obay a females every whim, it was his lot in life.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 3:52 am
"Stop that." Ibilisi hissed as she noticed Liza's tail wagging. He was like a wild dog pup in a lion's body! Anyone else would've found that to be quite adorable, but the blood-red juvenile just found it to be annoying.
It was good that his mother was dead, but then, who will have took over the pride in her place? "This Pride you speak of is still around...isn't it?" She frowned deeply, thinking that the foolish male may have gotten her hopes up for nothing. Hopefully that was not the case, and Liza could take her to this pride full of female-fearing muscle.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:57 am
Lizas body became very still when she snapped at him, his body taught and tence. He knew when to stay still and this was certainly one of those situations. His ears flickered slightly, and his eyes widened, he expected a thorough thrashing for doing soemthign to upset his mistress.
"As..as far as I know ma'am. My muh..muh..mother always said it was fu..fu..far away from other prides, that br..br..brightly coloured lionesses were the rulers and m..m..males were to obay." His head drooped further to the ground, if this was even possible. "I do..do..do not know it's ex..ex..exact location, but I know the si..si..sirection to go." He swallowed hard hoping this was enough information to please his newly dubbed mistress.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 3:55 am
Ibilisi couldn't quite believe her luck at coming across this male. She told him to stop, and he stopped. What else could he do? Only time would tell, and she planned on taking full advantage of him. She also noted the fearful expression on his face. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you..." She murmered. "As long as you obey me, I'll not raise a paw to you." As much as Ibilisi loved violence, she was on to a good thing here, and she didn't want to wreck it by scaring Liza away or hurting him to a point where he retaliated.
The fact that he didn't know the exact location of his mother's pride was a bit of a let down, but at least he knew the general direction. "Show me." Ibilisi thought it best to give the cowardly male commands, rather than requests, so that he would get used to her telling him what to do.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 12:09 pm
The custard coloured lion nodded vigerously at the order and stood looking around for a few moments, his dark orange eyes searching for the correct direction. There was one thing that the male knew and it was the way he had come. It was the paths he had walked and the adventures he had had before this moment when he must finally return to a mistress. A dark tipped paw pointed then and he gave a silky maned nod "Th..Th..thatway.." He stumbled looking to his newly aquired mistress hoping that this pleased her.
Upon hearing her promise he let a smile grace his dopey face, the silky rather cubbish male appreciative of the sentiment but he did not expect it. It was his place to obay, to do as he was told and if he did it wrong to be punished for his insubordination. The thought of retaliation was blastfemous for the light yellow male though he did not know that the young femme had thought it. If she so wished Liza would have launched him self off of a cliff but time would certainly proove to the deep red femme that he would do anything to please his mistress, anything.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 4:12 am
(( Sorry for the wait luff. *Kicks Gaia's latest update* ))
Ibilisi grinned as Liza pointed her in the right direction. "Excellent." As she started walking in the direction the yellow male had pointed, she motioned for him to walk at her side. Although they would've undoubtedly looked more like a father and daughter pair than a mistress and slave pair to anyone that saw them, Ibilisi was the one keeping an eye on Liza rather than vice versa. This could still all turn out to be some kind of trap. She still found it difficult to believe that a male could be this willing to take orders from a below-average sized juvenile female.
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