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 Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 11:21 am
Perhaps leaving the den and following his 'father' into these lands had been a mistake. Marrikh didn't like to think that he could make a mistake, and so he mentally betratted himself. It was obvious from the terse and downright disgusted look in his frace - his lips curled in an almost-snarl - as he glanced at himself in the water. When he had learned of the pride's traditions and beliefs, he had scoffed. Then he had seen some of it's members, and had to hold back cold laughter. Just what kind of hell was this?
He didn't think like a cub - that much was obvious. His ruby eyes sparkled with something seemingly much older. It was in this that his Seer abilities were manifest - rather than seeing the past, present, or future, he had been gifted something of an added intuition. He didn't see the past, so much as he knew it,..in the same way that you know to breathe, or blink your eyes. It was automatic, but not so much like reading a tomb of history. He tried to figure it out for himself, but in the end, he knew it was just there and perhaps given time it would further manifest himself where he'd be able to see.
How could he not have felt this? Curiosity had over-rode the voice of ages, and like the cub he was, he ignored them. Unforgivable.
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2009 7:44 am
 Ellie was...gleeful. Like she normally was, but she had reason for it today. She'd caught a mouse! The dark little cub was padding back to her mother's den when her golden eyes caught sight of a very bright red. And it didn't smell like Rinca. Curious, her prize still clutched in her jaws, she crept forward as well as a cub can creep.
She just about squeed when she found the source of the bright red was another cub! Bigger than she and her brothers, but definitely a cub! Ellie set her prize down and bounced forward...not even thinking the other might not want to socialize. Ellie never thought of that.
"Hi! I haven't seen you before! I'm Lith'elen, but Mommy calls me Ellie unless I'm in trouble!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2009 9:24 am
At the sound of the female's voice, his head emediately turned to look at her, and his firey eyes took her in. His ears perked at her cheerful voice, then,...
'Mother,...' they folded.
He could scarecely remember how his mother looked. For so long he and the rest of the litter had been blined. It seemed like not long after that, they were taken away.
"I would think being here, one would constantly be in trouble." His voice then took on a mocking tone, 'Too cheerful! Not mad enough! not vicious enough! Not patient enough'," He scoffed, shaking his head.
"I am Marrikh."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 7:39 pm
Ellie giggled and nodded. "Maybe...but Mommy doesn't scold me often. Just when I do something...REALLY non-demony." Like chasing a moth just for the sake of chasing it. She'd gotten a good thump on the head for that.
"It's nice to meet you Marrikh!" Ever the curious cub, she looked him over, taking in his markings. "So who's your Mommy or Daddy?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 12:02 pm
Marrikh's ear flicked in mild annoyance at the question. Did it matter? His father didn't feel like a father to him, though how he knew what a father should be, he couldn't explain, and his mother,...
"My father is Iartuupe. My mother...is but a faded memory."
Ellie really wasn't much of a demon, he decided. But that was a good thing. He thought this whole 'demon' business was nonsense. But, like ir or not, he supposed he was stuck here with these crazies.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 8:43 am
Iartuupe? Ellie's ears went back and she shivered a bit. "You're nothing like him...you don't have that...that...SCARY presence." She wrinkled her nose. "Everytime I see him, I just want to run and hide behind Mommy...there's something off about him." She smiled nervously. "Sorry if that sounds stupid but...demons aren't s'pposed to be scared of other demons, right?" And Ellie KNEW she couldn't be the only one...right?
"My Mommy is Hakuna'jina. And my father...he was a rogue Mommy found that 'would add strong blood to the pride'." She said the last bit with an 'adult'-sounding voice, grinning again once she finished.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 8:54 pm
Marrikh scoffed. "That's because I'm sane." He then listened to her recite her own leniage. "It's stupid. So stupid... I don't get it. Demons,... What is a demon anyway?" His question wasn't really directed at her, just a verbal musing.
He often contemplated the denotation of 'demon'. He knew the connotation, the stigma the word brought. Thought the more he obsserved, the more he saw how horribly cliche it seemed. There must have been a better description for the bloodlust, the powerlust within the pride.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 7:24 pm
"Sane..." That was a word she didn't hear often. "That means...sound of mind, right? The opposite of crazy?" Her mother often said rogues thought the demons were crazy...and dangerous. Dangerous, definitely. But...well, a few of the demons SHE knew didn't seem crazy.
"Demons are strong...of mind or body or both. That's what Mommy says." She wrinkled her nose. "I think it has something to do with the grown-ups Other Names too."
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 11:16 am
Marrikh scoffed, and under his breath murmurred, "Of course they think they aren't crazy. A crazy person hardly knows they're crazy,..." His ruby eyes looked off to the side, elsewhere.
"They're all just egotistical." Mrrikh said, this time not a murmurr, as the looked back at Ellie.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 1:18 pm
Ellie grinned. It was a sincere expression, without malice or anger or cunning, like so many other demons expressed. "Then we're all crazy! After all, each creature insists they aren't, and others call them crazy." It made sense to her. Now if it made sense to others remained to be seen.
"Egotistical....wha's that mean?" She was unfamiliar with the word. But it sounded like a grown-up word, the sort that was hard for a cub like herself to understand.
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