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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 3:34 pm
The time was probably mid day. Katapatan knew that 'Noir' Is what he called himself now. As her father was, observant. So was she and destined to find something within silence to emerge with greatness. She slowly moved with not much percision in her step, but more. Sure. Steps. The last time she entered even slightly close to this den, it was as if the 'beast' growled a dangerous and protective growl. Fully knowing there was another in here, this place- sealed from the world.
"Hello." She went from a prowling, climb from the paths below to get to it. Far from the rest of the pride's dens. Her voice was sure there was someone here, as she stood straight with her head high. Not taking a further step in, only to not invade the space anymore than she had. With Noir on a mission, it was slightly easier to approach.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 3:38 pm
N'gombe lifted her head off her paws, her ears swiveling forward as she heard a female voice call out a greeting. Lifting her self up she cautiously padded toward the opening of Noir's den, “ Bonjour?” She answered back in her sweet, demure voice, her accent clearly showing she was not of the Pride.
“May I help you Mademoiselle?” the delicate female sat down elegantly at the edge of the opening, her tail curling around her paw, “ Mousier Noir is not at home, he will not be for several days he has told me.”N'gombe Word Count: 852
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:02 pm
Bonjour? That was not quite what she had in mind when she first saw the female come in. Then waited for him to leave before she could even come to his den to find out who it was. "Yes- I think you can." She took a few more steps in and then let herself extend her body at the mouth of the den. Looking the girl over, then giving her a look of slight confusion. "He won't. I know that." Nodding. "Where- exactly do you come from. Your not from around these parts that I do know. But why do you not come out..." A slight rub of innocence- still very much a child at seeking information but she was getting better at it. "Seems ...dark here."
"Doesn't it."
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:05 pm
N'gombe smiled at her, the female was not that much older then the adolescent in front of her, but so much had happened in the last few moons, she felt decades her elder. “ I am from the plains past the bad lands, near the ocean. You know of the ocean Oui?”
When her visitor spoke about why she did not come out, her paw went up to the delicate collar around neck, the matching cuff on her ankle catching the sunlight as she did, “ Noir...it upsets him when I do. So I have not.” Looking around the den, she laughed lightly, “ Oui, it is dark.”
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:10 pm
"Ocean." She stated. Then sat down. "I have not heard of it." She examined the way the female expressed herself, and every movement was now validating that she should tell Nyoka. Ears went back as her eyes came to rest upon the collar. Only the royal ranks had items of merchants. Decor that showed their status.. And with it being so elegant. She had to have been something special. Or is. "Noir- " Tilting her head. Thats what Bugie, called himself the last time she came in here. "But. Your not a slave." She stated. "Even slaves come out, to work but they come out.." Then her tail flickered just slightly. "If you know he won't come back for a while, why don't you step out. Even just for a bit." Casting her gaze beyond the cheetah then back to her.
She was like some secret that no one was to know about.. Not even the royals, she didn't see anyone even come near this den. Except herself. She had been following Noir's tabs in missions and how he intrigued her. By being big. mean and ruthless. Even heard of him killing memebers that stepped out of the pride at night. Escaping was not an option. "Whats your name then~ " Her voice went slightly softer..
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:11 pm
N'gombe turned her moon born eyes on the young feline beside her, “ The ocean is très beau, endless. The water is so blue, and the sun slowly slips into it when the day is over.” Her voice had become soft with memory, a small smile playing around her muzzle. She turned as the youngster spoke, “ Non, I am property, but only Noir's. No others. So he has told me, many times. It is why he has collared me as he has.”
Tilting her head to one side, she gave the other feline another demure smile, “Je suis appelé N'gombe, and you are?”
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:13 pm
Taken back by the accent still as though she hadn't heard it before. So she slightly moved uneasy at the accent. Non here bore it. "Property.Hm." She slowly got up from her sitting position. This was a sad thing, and now she was gunna do something dangerous. Collars. Such.. restraint.
"Katapatan. My father is Mana, a right hand- treasured to this pride." Her reactions were beyond what she knew before. This female, could have been an awsome entertainer.. but she could have been better with such a beautiful voice- be a merchant. Talking was a gift. "I don't understand you too well. Forgive me. But- I am sure he will not be mad if I take you around. To show you what he has not. Will you come with me." Eyeing the collar and shackles. Though beautiful.. she knew it meant something entirely different
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:14 pm
N'gombe bit her lip and looked back into the den, truly she wanted to see the sun, to feel the warmth of it on her fur, “ If you think it will not be a problem...oui, I would very much like to go with you.” Noir would not be to angry, he'd be even less so if he did not find out, “ May I ask...that you do not tell Noir I left his den...he strictly has forbidden me to do so.”
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:15 pm
Yes, she thought it wasn't but Noir was like a time bomb and anything could set him off. If it was brought to his attention. As she looked around- she started to photograph where things were.. Why was it important? She didn't know but one must always be aware of things. Before taking a light step towards the female. Taking her in.. Then a soft nod. "Don't worry.. I am usually not much of a talker anyways. This is.. the most I've talked since my training."
She then turned and lead the way down. The sun was nice, not too threatening since they were below sea level, land wise. But It looked so dry and the feel was hard but soft at times. Leading her down the path that was so high, only for royals.. Something this female probably knew nothing about. Since, it really didn't look like she belonged but maybe with some education.. she'd learn. "The pride.. is quite lovely to say the least.. Its a shame that someone has taken that away from you. You should know your pride lands.." Looking aside to the female. Then shaking her head and continuing on where one could see cheetahs regularly sprawled out, sun bathing. To thoughs cubs 'training' in the small forest area. To fighters to sparred quite often on the opposite side of them.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:17 pm
The elegant cheetah followed her out, lifting her head to the sun, closing her moon spun eyes, savoring it for just a moment before continuing on. “ The lands are very beautiful mademoiselle, I am grateful that you have brought me to see them.”
“ Can you please explain to me what those young cheetahs are doing, and what those over there, who seem to be fighting, are also doing?” N'gombe tilted her head, not fully understanding what she saw. Her father had moved like those full grown males that were standing on what looked like a sand pit from where she stood. The resemblance was uncanny and it made her frown slightly. The fighting style, if that was what she was seeing, was just as her father's had been. It was slightly confusing to her, for he had never truly answered her when she had asked where they had come from.
She'd known her parents had experienced Pride life, because they had taught her traditions from one, though her mother seemed to want to shelter her from many things that seemed to haunt her father's eyes. N'gombe knew they had come from two separate Prides, but neither had ever told her their birth Prides names.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:26 pm
She slowed her pace for the other to take it in. Her fur, decored with markings that were rare but admirable from the ways others talked about it. The female seemed to take on traits of her father, quiet and observant. She lifted her head as she walked with elegance yet precision. That was the most important. Precision. "The young," She started, and closed her eyes to remember before softly openning them to look at the female. The reactions, the movements of the face. Everything.
"They are encouraged to play 'hide and seek' games. To improve their ability to dextarity." Nodding. "They actively play this and selective other 'games' that teach them survival. Buefore this age, they are able to do what they mostly like. Learn to walk proper and talk right.. but by this age. Late cub- will know hide and seek traits." Informative.. but vaguely. Leaving open spaces for misinterpretations.
Looking further beyond that of the children, she saw the sparring. Something she would be doing if she wasn't talking to this beautiful non entertainer beside her. "That... is sparring. Its to increase their overall proformance in protecting and fighting. We must all go through that training.. no one can be unprepared." Giving a slight nod. Waiting for the info to sink in and watching the sparring matches at the same time.
After a few moments she moved, and moved on towards the working district. The entertainers.. and the slaves on opposite sides.. Where females laid sprawled out on rocks, sun bathing and laughing. Always able to look seductively. Beautiful creatures were allowed here.. They were always beautiful to watch, even if you weren't interested..
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:27 pm
N'gombe tore her eyes away from the fighters and followed her young guide, her moon born eyes taking everything in. The rested on the females lounging in the sun, and couldn't help but admire their beauty, and elegance, unaware she possessed the same qualities they portrayed.
“Are they of the ruling family?” she asked softly, her eyes showing the admiration she felt for the graceful, beautiful felines below them.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:28 pm
Black ears laid back upon her fiery red head. Slowly walking in the pace just before the cow's. Elegance was natural but it wasn't like miss cow's. No. It was strong and when she looked at the entertainers. Bowing her head a moment then looked at the female she was guiding. Shaking her head. "No- they are no ruling family. Unless the royal wants that path. These females, though beautiful are merely tools.. To entertain men and women with their skills. Whatever they may be. Not one can take a full mate, as mating is only a fantasy for them..As their love is shared by many others." Stopping and letting the female watch. "As you can see they live comfortable lives.." Nodding.
Then looking up to see a blue blur that seemed to wave out of her line of vision almost immediately after it came in to her vision. "The pride has so much to offer.. yet you stay hidden. Though even now seeking you out. I'd not class you as an entertainer.. that life is soully for thoughs without strings.. "
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:29 pm
N'gome blushed, the damsked color staining her cheeks as she looked down at her paws, “ I am...I am new to the ways between male and female...but, but I know I love Noir. I love him with everything I am, though it is not much.” She looked wistfully at the entertainers where they lay, looking beautiful and perfect. “ I wish I was more like them.”
She blinked her long lashes and glanced up at Kata, “ What do you mean? Who is seeking me out?”
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