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Post by Buhtear on Sept 1, 2007 22:16:48 GMT -5
Eyes wandered around the land, looking into the bright red sun, then out all over the land again. The lion was a bit lost after he had departed with his brother. Buhtear`s ears swivled about, hearing new sites. He smelled new smells, and felt new textures.
He planned to start anew, but where would he live? In a great land like this, hopefully. He felt a twing of doubtfulness in his heart. Who would want him around?
The cub let out a sigh, not one of sadness, more as if he was tired.
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Post by Jessica on Sept 1, 2007 22:29:27 GMT -5
|| Sorry for the wait ^_^||
Rasalin had left the Jungle only moments ago, but she was already wandering around the Pride’s lands far from it’s shading trees. The hot sun stuck as it’s heat was driven down onto the sands and grasses, which seemed to treat everything above it like an oven, cooking it from below and above. Though even through the heat, Rasalin wandered on. She had no clue where she was going, and she wasn’t even really thinking about where her paws would take her, she was just.. going. In truth, her mind was far from the heat of the pride lands, and back to where Vissna had left her at the edge of the jungle.
Why was it she seemed to think of him so much? Ever since that fateful day they’d met, he had seemed to be the only thing on her mind. She couldn’t be in love, could she? No. Defiantly not. They were just.. Friends. Right?
Her thoughts were suddenly stopped, as she was brought back to reality. Not too far off in front of her was a young golden cub. She suddenly felt uneasy, light she did sometime when she met another who didn’t have such a bright pelt as her. She glanced down to her paws, which were white, and then up her front legs, where the color when from white, and slowly into her light blue pelt. She defiantly was different from a lot of liones, but Vissna had never seemed to mind her odd coloring. Her blue eyes went back to the cub sit ahead of her, where he still hadn’t seen she was there.
Rasalin walked forward more till she wasn’t too far from the cub, and a smile lit up onto her maw. She always had enjoyed cubs. There fun ways, and their easy-going attitudes always seemed to calm her nerves.
“Hello.” She said softly to the cub, as she sat down and wrapped her tail around her paws.
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Post by Buhtear on Sept 1, 2007 22:34:46 GMT -5
The golden cub turned around, his small orange mane covered his eyes. With a quick exhale, Buhtear blew his mane out of his face and saw the lioness before him. A smile lit up his face as he too sat down. His head tilted to the side a bit as he watched her.
"Hiya."he said, his voice as playful as ever.
He could have asked so many questions right then and there, but desided strongly against it. He didnt know this lioness yet, and didnt know if she`d like the questions. He kept pretty quiet after that.
His weight shifted as he sat on his haunches. His tail swished, and the orange tuft of fur did too.
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Post by Jessica on Sept 1, 2007 22:46:11 GMT -5
Rasalin smiled at the cub’s playfulness, and realized she wasn’t very much older than a cub herself. She flicked the tip of her tail back and forth as she sat, and a soft breeze blew gentle through the air. But the welcoming coolness was soon lost to the heat, as the breeze disappeared once more.
“I’m Rasalin,” she decided to started with “and who might you be?” she asked with yet another smile. “I’m not sure I’ve seen you around here, and you look quite alone.” She continued, as she jokingly glanced around where the cub sat, noticing the cub’s lack of company.
Even this cub’s solitude would have been welcomed for herself, if she had decided to leave her cruel father soon than she had. Maybe then it wouldn’t have been so dreadful when he left her that fearful day. With a slight fear, Rasalin suddenly realized that it had been just a boiling hot as today that her father had left her out in the middle of the grasslands. Had this cub too suffered the same fate as her? Or had he just merely found his way her by himself?
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Post by Buhtear on Sept 1, 2007 22:50:13 GMT -5
It was if all the happiness was sucked out of the cub`s eyes. He`d been reminded he was alone once again, he didnt partciularily like it either. Buhtear loved to be around others.
"Nice too meet you Rasalin."said the cub in a kind voice,"I`m Buhtear, and yes, I am alone..."
Zembii ... was he alone or had he found his way already? Probably, Zembii was like that.
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Post by Jessica on Sept 1, 2007 22:58:24 GMT -5
Rasalin frowned at the cub, as she saw his expression change absurdly, and she knew she’d have to change the subject face so that not to hurt the cubs feelings already. She tried to remembered to when she’d met Vissna, had she said something totally wrong to him? If so, she couldn’t remember, and so she slowly stood up once again, still looking at the cub.
”Would you like to come with me? To my Pride. Technically, it’s not really my Pride, but I’ve joined it not too long ago, and I’m should the King and Queen will gladly let you join.” She said, a sweet smile regaining it’s rightful position on her maw. She hated to anger or to sadden others, and she knew she’d saddened the cub, and she needed to regain her happy mood before she returned to the Pride. She had a tendency to think of only negatives if her saddened mood lingered too long.
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Post by Buhtear on Sept 1, 2007 23:08:01 GMT -5
The cub sat there and felt suddenly very very alone. Although he didnt feel that sad, he`d always sort of felt alone. After hearing the lionesses words, he looked at her, his face bright and cheery.
"Really?"he asked a voice full of curiosity,"They`d let me join?"
He stood up and stretched, a yawn erupted from his throat. It almost sounded like a roar, but it was a bit softer. His soft crystal blue eyes looked at Rasalin. A warm smile spread across his face. He was young, but acted rather mature for his age. It wouldnt be long until the cub, became a lion. He`d soon have a thick mane, and hopefuly a pride that would accept him.
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Post by Angela on Sept 2, 2007 11:31:54 GMT -5
((Okay, there'll be a lot of new changes around here today, but it shouldn't do anything to alter our roleplaying. The only thing that would is that the ongoings of the plot won't be this night, they'll be another one. That way we can get through the days a bit faster.))
While Rasalin greeted the lone cub out in an area of the pride's domain, Vissna had returned to the pride with a sample of his handiwork. It was a golden blade, made to latch onto a lion or lioness's tail. It was a light weapon, so as not to be difficult to swing or hurt the wearer's tail. He carried the shimmering blade in his mouth, trotting towards where Aakesh, his mate, and most of the pride were standing, oblivious to the strange encounter of not so long ago. As he slowed to a stop, Vissna dropped the shimmering object at Aakesh's feet. "I hope this is about right...I can make more, but I wanted to make sure I was making the right thing."
The great king looked down at the strange weapon at his feet, hating the sight of it for what he knew would become of it. "Yes, it looks right. We'll need quite a few...but why don't you take a break? It seems we won't need them quite as soon as I had thought, so there's not so much rush."
Vissna nodded, giving a smile and bow of his head in thanks, before turning to leave. Would Rasalin still be in the Jungle? He thought for a moment before deciding not to go looking for her. He needed time to think about things...and what laid most heavily on his mind, even more than Aakesh's request, was how he felt towards Rasalin. He slowly strode out into the vast expanse of land belonging to the pride.
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Post by Jessica on Sept 2, 2007 20:02:40 GMT -5
"Of course they would!" Rasalin said with a smile, as she started off towards the Pride Rock. She couldn't help but smile as she saw the rock off in the distance. It still looked glorious even if it was so very far away. "Come on, I know you'll like the Pride." she said with another sweet smile towards the young cub, and then continued on. The hot sun above didn't seem to burn down as much, now that she'd found another to talk to.|| EEEk! *act like is stabbed in stomach and falls over* Such a horrid post... So very sorry. ||
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Post by Buhtear on Sept 2, 2007 20:13:14 GMT -5
The cub was swift on his feet as he walked by the lionesses side, he too felt the effects of not being alone. He had a bright cheery smile on his face, that stretched from ear to ear. His golden pelt sparkled in the sun`s rays as he trotted along.
Buhtear spotted Pride Rock, not too far ahead of them. Crystal colored eyes grew large, he`d never seen something so wonderful. As much as he missed his old home, a new start wouldnt hurt.
Suprisngly the cub kept quiet for awhile. Although he felt it was his job to break the silence.
"Are all the lionesses as pretty and as kind as you?"
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Post by Angela on Sept 2, 2007 20:28:51 GMT -5
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Post by Jessica on Sept 2, 2007 20:31:18 GMT -5
|| OOO! I love them There so very cute!! ||
Rasalin smiled down at the cub, soon that same little cub would be apart of the many faces of the other Pride members.
"Why thank you. But I'm not so sure if I really am as great as you say." Rasalin said with a small laugh. She never really got too many compliments. And when she'd grown up, her father had spent his time belittling her, rather than complimenting how she looked so much like her mother. She smiled, and looked towards the Pride rock once more, but instead her eyes were averted by another shape coming from the rock. A very familiar grey shape..
"Vissna?" she said softly to herself, as she saw that he hadn't yet seen them.
A mixture of thoughts filled her mind as she saw him, but each one merely flew in and out so very quickly. Should she call to him? Did he leave from the group at the Pride Rock to be alone? Or had he been looking for her? Clearly he hadn't, since he wasn't going into the jungle, where he'd last seen her. And why wasn't he looking for her in the jungle?
She shook the last thought from her head, suddenly ashamed by her selfish ways. She glanced to the cub still beside her, as she walked near and nearer to where Vissna was walking towards them, even though he didn't know they were there. She sigh, the thoughts in her head still jumbled.
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Post by Buhtear on Sept 2, 2007 20:39:19 GMT -5
Buhtear slowed down a bit, his feet and the beat of his heart where like a metronome. Rasalin obviously knew this other lion that approached them. WIth the look on her face, Buhtear made the quick asmuption that prehaps they where more than friends?
"I can find my way to the large rock, you go ahead and talk with your friend."
Even though he didnt want to be alone, he`d rather not get in the way of things. Right before a flower blossomed it would need room to grow, thats how Buhtear thought of it. Life was so strange, yet beautiful. New opertunities and things to do. Life was filled with wonderful things. Love was one of the most magnificent, along side friendship and a couple other things.
( ;D Yay ^^ They look great)
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Post by Jessica on Sept 2, 2007 20:51:37 GMT -5
|| Awwww I love little Buhtear <3 He's so sweet lol ||
Rasalin smiled to cub, her gratefulness showing clearly over her maw.
"Thank you." she said gratefully, as she began to walk slightly towards where Vissna was. "You are very sweet. I hope you love the Pride, I'll be there soon." she continued happily, with a smile. Her blue eyes then traveled over to where Vissna was, and she hovered where she was for a few moments before she continued towards him.
"Hi Vissna." she said with a smile as she came in hearing-distance with him, and she shuffled her paws uncomfortably, as she drew closer, slowing slightly as she spoke. Why was it suddenly so hard to speak to him? Did she really have a crush on him? What else could it be... right?
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Post by Angela on Sept 2, 2007 21:03:31 GMT -5
Vissna jumped slightly at the sound of Rasalin's voice. Wasn'ts she supposed to be.... "Oh, er...hi." It was obvious that he hadn't expected to see her. He figeted uncomfortably, having not yet come to a conclusion with his confusing feelings. Averting his gaze, he caught sight of the golden pelted cub. "Who's that?" he asked, glad to have found something to change the subject.
((blegh...short. Glad you guys like the smileys, though. I remembered you could do that and played with making 'em earlier. XD))
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