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 Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 10:19 pm
Obadias was down by the great lake again, walking in the shallow water of his favourite playing area. His companion was absent that day, who usually played with him in the water, but he didn't particularly mind. He knew that she would be with her brothers or family, so at least she was safe. Purposely splashing the water out around him, wetting his furr unpleasantly. He didn't mind water, but the feeling of being soaked was a little odd. Letting out a low yowl, he padded to the edge of the bank, crawling onto it and shaking his furr in a very canine fashion, just to remove the droplets from his body. Peering at his fur, he couldn't resist a small laugh at the fluffy fur that was the result of his playing. Settling down, he began to clean and hopefully smooth his fur out.
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Nywele watched his beybanu leave to hunt pride swelling in his chest as he watched her go. It had only been a few days since he had joined the pride, but the god felt at home here already. His thirst drove him towards the great lake, as he walked he thought about his first day here. How he had saved Ameer and had been gifted his place here as well as his beybanu. His eyes wandered along the water and caught sight of a cub walking in the shallows. Cubs in water tended to make Nywele feel a little nervous these days, but he didn't seem to be acting recklessly. Either way it would not hurt if Nywele drank her water near by right? Of course right! He fluttered his transparent wings slightly before padding the rest of the way to the waters edge to drink. "Greetings young one." The god muttered before lapping at the water.
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Obadias was used to being around people, so he didn't bother to lift his head when he heard the sound of paws hitting the ground. He didn't often interact with other pride members, happy to stay by himself, or with his brother or friend. When he seemed to realise that the sound was a little louder than it would have been with a cub, he lifted his head, his eyes widening at the older male. He must have been the new pad he'd heard whispers of in the pride. Sultan Ali's sister's new Pad! Obadias was good at hearing rumors, since more forgot he was around and spoke freely.
"Greetings Pad," he responded promptly, remembering his manners. He peered at the male as he drank.
"What brings you to the waters edge?" He asked, curiousity getting the better of him. Anwar was going to be amazed that Obadias had met the new pad before him.
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"Just thirsty." Nywele said with a laugh. He sat strait again shaking out his large mane, each hair seemed to fall back into its perfect spot naturally. "What brings you to the water's edge by yourself?" He asked tilting his head towards the cub. Nywele felt a little silly that he had worried for a moment after all not all cubs got caught by water plants every time they took a drink!
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Obadias felt a little dumb when the man admitted he was just thirsty. Otherwise, there would be little reason to come to the water. Then again, the young cub had not come to the water for a drink, so there were other possibilities. He was slightly surprised when the male asked him a question, guessing that male would simply drink and leave, not interested in a cub.
"I came to visit a friend, but she didn't show up," he said, sounding slightly sulky but his eyes widened at what he'd said, hurrying on. Males weren't meant to meet up with females that weren't their own banus. "Are you enjoying the pride?" He asked, to change the subject and out of curiousity.
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 10:37 pm
"I'm sorry to hear your friend, didn't come. I'm sure they have a good reason." Nywele said with a smile not really catching on the the friend being a female part. He sat down and stoked a claw through his mane before replying to the cubs question. "The pride is nothing I ever thought it would be, but that pleases me. I am enjoying it here, everyone is so kind and loving. Sultan Aali is truly a lion worth looking up to and so are his Viziers. Hmm I realize I do not have your name, my name is Nywele by the way."
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 10:56 pm
"Mmm," he agreed, not willing to give away any more details of his visit to her. She probably got caught up with her brothers or father stopped her or something. He didn't mind, they'd meet up again soon, he was sure. He peered at the male as he spoke, a flash of pride in his eyes at the mention of the Viziers. "I am glad you find the Pride pleasing, Pad Nywele," he said, remembering his manners. "My name is Obadias," he said, introducing himself. "I am the son of Vizier Tariq." He looked pleased, smiling slightly, happy that this male thought his father was worthy of looking up to, because Obadias definitely did.
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 6:19 pm
Nywele smiled at the flash of pride in the cub's eyes. It was something very powerful about the emotion of pride to Nywele. Some how at times it felt like it was a domain that was related to his own domain.
"Ah that would be the pride I saw in your eyes then. I don't blame you for being proud Obadias." He replied fluttering his wings a bit.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 10:32 pm
"My father is a good man," Obadias said, as if to explain is pride. He paused, with a slight frown, knowing the whispered words around the pride of his father, "though many do not think so." His father was well known for dealing with Kajira, and ruling his women with a firm hand. It was not, to Obadias at least, that his father was cruel, merely strict. He would never think the man who raised him, who had stayed up with the young cub had been unable to sleep, it was impossible to think him cruel.
Throughout the conversation, the young male had been glancing at the elder males' wings, obviously curious but thinking it was better than to ask. He knew the whispers that this male was a god, but that was impossible, wasn't it? Obadias had never met a god before.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 7:30 pm
"Oh?" Nywele tilted his head slightly. "I prefer to judge a lion myself, then to listen to what another says about them. Each lion is different and just because they may do things a little differently doesn't mean that aren't a good soul." Nywele looked a bit serious for a moment.
Nywele fluttered his wings as though he felt eyes one them. His eyes followed Obadias's and indeed he was looking at them. "You like my wings?" Nywele said stretching them out.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 8:07 pm
Obadias looked pleased at the male's response, seeing serious logic in how he spoke. He really did remind him of his elder brother, a good thing in the younger male's eyes of course. He tilted his head to the side and seemed almost reluctant to voice his thoughts, but felt the need to ask anyway. "Do you think a soul can be truely bad?" He asked, remembering the male he had seen briefly in his vision, the male who had killed though he was not hungry and without thought to the mother who would return to find her babies slaughtered later. True, he had only killed rabbits, but the mother...had been so sad.
He nodded at the male's question, looking very curious. "They're real, aren't they?" He sounded slightly skeptical, but awed none the less. He had never seen a god before, but that was the rumours floating around the pride. The wings seemed to seal the ideal in Obadias' mind, the new pad had to be a God.
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