RP Log between Felyn and Kisoni
Syeira & Tapanga
Syeira & Tapanga
Tapanga climbed over the pile of branches near the forest's edge. She'd been told not to venture in there, and she wouldn't, but no one had told her to stay out of the perimeter, and wasn't she supposed to be training to be a guard? Yes, sure was! The girl giggled as a butterfly flew past. It was a nice day out here, and though she normally didn't like to venture away from the cave alone. Now that she was bigger she was allowed to be out further... but it still scared her a bit. "Come back!" She giggled at the insect and began to run along after it.
The older lioness was stalking along the edge of the forest, trying to clear her head. She'd left her mate with the children - he was, after all, a pride nanny and she certainly needed a break from all that screaming and yelling. She loved her children, but she really did have a short fuse at the best of times, and her cubs always seemed to come in large numbers. She could have handled one or two a lot better than she could five or six.
Ahead of her, she saw the dancing, running figure of a cub that was also familiar to her. Though she didn't see them a lot, Syeira still recognized her youngest granddaughter, even at a distance. The pink tuft dancing on her head marked her as much as Nyunya's daughter as the black pelt marked her Taabu's. A soft smile spread over her maw as she walked closer, "mighty close to the forest, aren't you love?"
She screamed, a short yelp really, at the voice and dove behind a nearby rock that was hardly big enough to hide her shoulders anymore. The dark face peeked up over the top after a few minutes and she giggled a little at herself. "H-hi grandma..."
Tapanga's eyes widened a little and she looked about them, then at the forest. "i'm... daddy said i could leave the cave." Her ears flopped back. She gave Syeria a pathetic look. "Am i in trouble?"
Syeira couldn't help but laugh at Tapanga, a smile curling her lips up at the corners. The little girl certainly was adventurous - reminded her a little of her self at that age, though she had been slightly more malicious. Slightly was probably quite the understatement, especially if one bothered to ask her mate.
"Well, if your daddy said it was alright, then I can hardly say anything about that, can I?" she sat down slowly, curling her tail around her legs, and giving the girl a small shake of her head, "no sweet heart. You're not in trouble." She quirked a brow, glancing to the woods, and then back to her young granddaughter, "as long as you remember not to go in there."
"Oh i won't!" She shook her head freverently. "That's a bad place!" Tapanga pranced over to her grandmother's side and turned to face the forest as well. She pressed her dark coat to Syeira's dusty one and pondered it. "The ghosts howl in there at night.. " Her voice suddenly dropped a few octives, notes ringing somehow hallow in her chest. "daddy says he can't hear them, but they always wake me up. They're searching for something..."
"Oh?" Syeira questioned calmly as she listened to the younger kusini female, her eyes drifting over the forest before her. Her tail flickered slightly as she leaned down to give the dark fem a nuzzle, a smile spread across her maw. "Your father is a deep sleeper, love, I'm willing to bet the goddess herself couldn't wake him unless he wanted her to." She laughed, shrugging her shoulders lightly and narrowing her eyes at the forest again. "It would not surprise me, though, love. I've heard many stories of the ghosts in there, and I think they're all just sad, tortured souls. I would cry too."
"If they're crying, though... shouldn't we try and comfort them?" Tapanga questioned. Her voice snapped back to normal in a second and she turned her usual, cheery smile up at Syeira once more. "It must be really scary in there for them."
Syeira smiled softly, quirking an eyebrow at her pretty granddaughter. "How do you think we could do that? They've been in there for a long, long time. If they could be helped, I think the great goddess would have done so by now." She reached out to give the girl's pink tuft a small tussle with her dusty toned paw, "it is very scary in there, both for them and for the rest of us. Maybe when you grow up, you can help them?"
"I'm supposed to be a guard when i grow up, though," She frowned. She'd never had a thought to oppose the plan her father had presented but now she wondered... could she be something else? Did she want to be something else? It was a strange thing to consider. "but would a guard help them? then maybe we wouldn't need so many guards because the scary things would be gone?"
Syeira smiled pleasantly at her words, though she couldn't tell the pretty female that she wasn't quite what she had considered when she created the Usare'Wasii. She would entertain her ideas, after all, she could perhaps take Syeira's place one day instead. There would always be somewhere for a female in her guardians. "I know, your father has told me about how you want to be a Usare'Wasii like him and your brother." She glanced to the woods, shrugging slowly, though she put a paw around her and scooted her closer to her own body. "Guardians are supposed to help the members of Kusini. They are members, even if they are dead, so I don't see why you can't help them?"
