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 Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 10:11 pm
Iivari's ears perked as he heard the sound of a voice he had heard before. He KNEW he had heard that sound before. He knew the voice but he was wondering where it was coming from He sat in the den worried, he was still sharing it with Kibela she seemed pretty okay with it. Of course he was enjoying the company it was a nice change from having no one for a long time. There was the times where both of them were cold toward each other and both of them had their moments where they were nice and getitng along. He didn't see any problem with it.
But the sound of the roar was alarming to him. He paced in the den for a few moments she wasn't really that sure of what she was going to do. He flicked his hair out of his eyes before he huffed he wasn't going to stick around and pace around on the ground. He really didn't want to arrive at her side and make himself look creepy but at the same time he didn't want to have her out there hurt. He thought for a moment and chuckled this was the most he had ever really worried about some one this much in his life. It wasn't something that he was used to at all.
He sighed slightly then started to wander toward the way that he heard the roar he could just pass it off as wanting to see some one else around or for that matter he was just going out for a walk. Yeah that was a good idea. He started to wander quickly though he wasn't running but it sure wasn't a slow pace. "Kibela?" He called out as he saw her body coming in her direction. He rushed toward her a little more, something seemed wrong. "Are you okay?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 25, 2010 4:32 am
To say that Kibela's mood was foul would be quite the understatement as she slowly limped her way into the dens area, heading for her own home. She cared little for the trail of blood she was leaving behind as it ran thickly from the cuts running her shoulder and a bit of her side. If it weren't for the blood dropping into the sand, and the parting of her fur which would no doubt scar, you wouldn't even be able to tell the black-furred lioness was injured...
Her face was set into a cool mask of anger, rather than one of pain, narrowed ruby eyes were focused on the area in front of herself, so she took no notice of the dark male that was coming from her side. Not until he approached, and spoke out to her at least. A hiss escaped her throat, body tensed at first as her eyes flicked to the male, ears pressed down against her skull. It took her a long second to recognize a friendly face for what it was with how tightly she was wound and how tired she was.
He reasoning was hardly at it's best right now.
She slowly calmed, herself though, her hissing and growling ceasing. The fight for her life had effected her more than she first thought, to react such a way to her den-mate's approach... " Iivari... " She murmured in a much softer tone, eyes half-shutting in weariness. " I... Shall be fine... It is only a flesh wound. " She murmured before he had even noticed the wounds along her side from Rap's claws.
" I need to return home... And rest. " She watched him a long moment, before turning slowly to continue limping for the den. They could talk further there. Talk of assassins and traitors was not to be had in public... Actually, she should not speak to him of it at all, but... She would. He wished to court her, she would have to trust him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 25, 2010 11:31 am
Iivari looked at the lioness as she hissed at him. He was confused, very confused, for the moment but then he processed that she didn't seem to be in the right state of mind. He backed up for a moment watching her not wanting to push her to do something that she really didn't want to do. He looked at the blood then looked at her again his face was concerned. He didn't like the fact that the lioness was hurt. He didn't like that one bit. '
He moved by herside pressing himself against her, he didn't care about the blood. "Flesh wound or not, I don't want you to be hurt." He said simply with a curt not. "You're going to go home and rest." He said simply once more shaking his head for a moment then looking over her wounds. He sighed as he walked with her.
"You need more then some rest." He said simply as he looked her over the best he could from the side. He was trying to help take some of the limp away from her walking. "You need to clean up the wounds." She said simply then nodding at the idea. "You're going to let me take care of you too." He looked up they were coming up to the den he was glad.
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