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 Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 10:07 pm
 Rozmačkaný watched is father from on top of the den. Getting to this spot had been very hard and taken a lot of slipping and sliding down before he managed to climb the whole way up. And all for what? Well, there was a purpose in mind for the juve. The purpose in question would require just a little bit of timing and luck. Both were things that Roz thought he had a good bit of talent for.
He tried to judge how fast his father was moving as he walked out of the den entrance and how far he could reasonably and safely jump. A pause for figuring later, the cub leaped and landed in a crouching position right over his father's tail. Because of how far he crouched he touched the tail under him lightly, pretty much just enough to be noticed. He had to say that worked rather well, mostly due to luck.
Roz stayed in the crouch for a moment to see what reaction he would get from his father. This could be very funny. It could also mean he was in trouble, but that would not make it any less funny to the cub. He had no worries over some discipline being applied as long as he achieved his goal. In this case the goal was to make his father jump in surprise and wonder how he had been ambushed.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 4:00 am
Nav'hian had been watching the pride from inside the den for a while, before craving some of the sunlight that was shining down on his fur instead of in the distance. Rising to his feet, he stretched lesuirely, wincing slightly as his bones creaked or cracked. He wasn't old but his body wasn't quite as young as he thought it was anymore. His cubs – and wasn't that a weird statement still – were juveniles now and his sons were almost old enough to be considering banu!
Heaven knows, once they got banu, he might even end up with grandcubs. He shook his head. When he was in the rogue lands, he could have hardly imagined having a female, let alone cubs and he never once ever considered having grandcubs. Ever. He simply didn't think they were in the fates plans for him and now it seemed highly likely in the years to come. He smiled slightly and glanced towards where one of his son's sat, still inside the den.
“Diya,” he encouraged the boy he had named after his old friend. “Come and get some sunshine.” The boy was so reserved – much like Nav'hian had been at that age, but without the fear. He hated that his son was like him. That needed to change.
He moved out of the den, moving slowly and completely unaware of his other son's position above the den. He felt the air move behind him as Roz launched himself off, and he startled at the feel of something at his tail. He knew it was not Diya, as the boy had never been the playful sort, so he flung himself around. Nav's first instinct was to yell at the boy – tell him off for doing something so stupid, he could have hurt himself! But after a beat of staring at the boy, a thunderous look on his face, he saw the humor.
“Roz,” he scolded, trying to stay serious though his mouth pulled into a small smile. “You need to be more careful!”
Diya'ali had been perfectly content within the den, focusing on his thoughts and nothing more – until his father interrupted him and encouraged him outside. Diya could have stayed within the den, his father probably wouldn't have pushed, but he did care for his father and his family, they just were so...different than himself.
He didn't feel like he fit in with the pride, and he certainly couldn't imagine taking another female once he fell in love with one. His father had three banu, and from what Diya could tell, he cared for them all but that just seemed...odd. Not wrong, just odd. Diya could hardly imagine one female capturing his attention, let alone three.
He sighed and pushed himself to his feet, trailing after his father. The blurr that was his brother plunging from the sky and onto his father's tail startled him and he stumbled back, glad he had not been following close behind his father. He frowned at his father's half-hearted admonishment and tried to inch around the pair to move away from them.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 9:26 am
Roz grinned up at his father. The old lion didn't seem to miss much. He seemed as if he already knew how his son had ambushed him, and was that a smile on his muzzle? The jump and whirl around had been quite amusing to Roz, but sometimes his father did not see the humor of the situation as Roz did. The juve carefully removed himself from over his father's tail and sat beside him with a grin.
"I am always careful... I carefully planned that ambush." Roz stated with no shortage of pride in himself. He thought he had done very well with his plotting and launching. He had landed pretty much right on his mark and had not harmed his father in the least. Though one might argue he had hurt the older lion's pride with the ambush. Roz thought this not possible. His father was indestructible!
He looked over at his brother and tilted his head to the side. "Diya, you have that disgruntled look again. I guess asking you to come play is out of the question, then?" He wondered why his brother never wanted to play. Diya was just as serious as Roz was playful at times, and it made Roz worry about his brother more than a little. They were still young enough they should be having some fun after all.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 3:33 am
Nav witheld a chuckle, secretly amused at his son's response. "I have no doubt that you planned it," he said, but kept his tone reproachful as he warned, "but even the most careful plans go astray." He felt that he needed to warn Roz more than the others. The others were quieter, more...well, they were just not Roz.
He flicked his tail thoughtfully, but frowned at Roz's comment to Diya, knowing already that his blue son would not agree to the request. He had never played as a cub, at least, not after he was quite young. His father had ever encouraged play. He'd encouraged training, not play.
"You should play, Diya, enjoy yourself a little - perhaps teach your brother to play carefully," Nav encouraged.
"I'd rather not," Diya said, to both his brother and his father, keeping his tone respectful but cool. He had no desire to play. None of the games he'd seen the other cubs playing seemed entertaining to him.
He shifted on his paws, casting longing eyes back towards the den. He did care for his family, of course, but he felt like he was nothing like them, which seemed to make interactions between them...awkward, or at least, he felt it was awkward.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 9:06 am
Roz grinned and gave his father the cutest look he could muster. "But without a little bit of risk how am I to learn what plans will work? Father, you worry too much." The juve lion gave his father a loving nuzzle. "Can't protect me from everything, father." He did not want to worry his father, but he could see nothing wrong with exploring and testing his limits. How did one find out where the true limits were if they let themselves be restricted by ones they THINK are there, after all? He hoped his father would understand some day.
Roz wanted to try to make friends with his brother. It was strange how distant Diya seemed from everyone. They were brothers, but he could not really say that he KNEW Diya. It was rather disturbing to Roz so he offered something he thought his brother might like rather than play. "Diya, you should enjoy yourself more... maybe you want to go sit by a stream and enjoy the peace?" It was not the most active thing to do, but it was still nice to listen to water run.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 7:51 pm
Nav heaved a heavy sigh and frowned at Roz playfully.
“It is only you who worries me so, Roz,” he murmured to his son, with a shake of his head and a slight chuckle. Roz was just so…there were few words to describe Roz, truly.
“I can’t protect you from everything, you’re right, but I can warn you of things I have learnt myself, so you don’t have to suffer the same lessons.” Falling off high things was never a good plan, and Nav fully intended on protecting his cubs from whatever he could, for as long as he could.
Diya gave his brother an odd look.
“I can sit in the den and enjoy the peace just as easily as I can sit by the water and do the same,” he pointed out. What was with everyone trying to get him outside? What was so fun about the outside? The den was just as interesting, if you had enough intelligence to think and entertain yourself, instead of relying on external stimuli.
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 11:39 am
Roz shrugged at his brother and shook his head. "Your loss. Go enjoy the peace inside then." He sticks his tongue out at his brother and then gives his father a eye scrunching grin. "Have I done anything that you did yet?" He didn't think so. He thought he'd done a good job of coming up with new unique things that his father wouldn't have thought of to do when he was younger. He could be wrong, but he didn't think he was.
Roz pounced his father's tail again and this time rolled over on his back to bat it with his paws. "Father, are you going to stay out and play? The sun is so nice and warm today." He fully expected to get the answer of no and then have to ambush his father for napping in the sun later. Maybe he could make use of some paint he had seen the other day that the other cubs were playing with. Washable stuff, but if he could paint his father while he slept... that could be fun.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 6:50 pm
Nav sighed at Diya and shook his head. "Stay out here with us, Diya," he tried to encourage, even as Roz told his brother to go back inside. His son needed to be more social, but Diya was so fixed in his ways.
He chuckled at Roz though. "You've done a few little things," he admitted, "but you seem to take things a step further than I ever did." Admittedly, he was more understanding of Roz's antics than his own father had been. His gaze darkened at the thought of his father, the man who had made his youth hell, and was suddenly rather glad that the man was not around to see his grandcubs. He wouldn't have wanted Roz exposed to someone like him.
He shook his head when his cubs pounced on his tail and forced a chuckle. "I suppose I could stay out for a while," he agreed, having nothing else to do. He didn't spend enough time with his cubs, he realised, glancing at Roz and Diya. Perhaps that was why one cub clung when he could, and the other pushed him away.
Diya had gotten to his feet, eager to return to the den when his father had asked him to stay. He hesitated, casting regretful glances towards the den. As antisocial as he seemed, he did love his father, and he didn't want to upset him by returning to the den - and he knew it would upset him.
He sighed, sounding so similiar to Nav, before settling back down. It was so boring outside, he thought, glancing around as Nav and Roz talked.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 10:03 am
Roz stood up and stretched before rubbing against his father affectionately. "Does that mean you will play? Or do you want to just laze around in the sun all day again?" He grinned at his father. "Maybe I am just more adventurous than you? Like going out to the edges of the pride and seeing what interesting things I can find." He grinned wider and purred. "I found a dead mouse and a flower patch the other day. I buried the dead mouse in the flower patch and watched a banu come along, and tend the flowers... she wasn't happy about the dead mouse being buried in her flowers."
Roz pranced around as he told the tale. He pointedly left out the part about Suri eating the mouse, just because it had upset her so much that he had seen her do it. She did not want it to get back to her father that she had done something so 'unladylike' as eat the mouse, so he would not even tell his family about it. It was one of the few times that Roz showed how much of a heart he really had, but nobody would really know until much later about it if at all. "Her name was Suri. She's really pretty and nice."
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 2:30 am
Nav allowed the affectionate gesture, and longed to return it, but he still felt...awkward about being affectionate. He had been raised with only his mother being affectionate, paternal affection was a foreign concept, so Nav simply brushed his paw across Roz' head fondly. "Is there something wrong with lazing around in the sun?" Nav asked, quirking a brow down at his son.
He listened to the story with some amusement before half heartedly scolding him, "You should not be so mean towards other banus, she might have been truly startled by it, and told her Pad on you." His son would get himself in trouble one day, and Nav had a feeling it would fall to him to sort it out for the playful boy.
He looked bemused, but slightly worried at his son's last comment. "Are you...fond of this banu?" That was fine, but would cause trouble if she was claimed, or if her father found out that he had been conversing with her without supervision. Some Pads were fussy over the honour of their daughters, as Nav was with his daughters. Finding out they had been talking to Pads alone would make him worry.
Diya frowned at Roz. "You're gonna get her in trouble if you keep talking to her on her own," he pointed out, sharply. "You should think of other people, Roz." It was one of the many rules that irritated Diya about the pride. He wasn't 'rough and tumble' like the other boys in the pride, so he didn't feel like talking to them, but he wasn't allowed to talk to girls often, so he was on his own most of the time.
It was boring, but Diya could make his own enjoyment, thankfully. His mind was far more interesting than the other Pesar in the pride.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 12:43 pm
Roz tilted his head to the side and looked at his father and brother. "Nobody saw and I am but a cub, and she is much older than I. I doubt anybody would think she is more than practicing for being a mother with putting up with me. Besides, she was not worried, and I get the impression that if it would be something that would upset her father she would not do it." The yellow cub smiled softly. He liked Suri already and had barely spent much time around her. "She's really nice even if she is very proper." He grinned. "I apologized to her, father."
He stuck his tongue out at Diya for a moment before continuing. "Suri has such pretty green fur and this nifty stripes, and there's a little yellow marking on her shoulder. Her eyes are bright red. It is so funny how she has such dark scary coloring, but she doesn't look scary at all, or act that way!" He was trying to avoid his father's question about weather he was fond of Suri. He knew it wasn't likely to be more than her and him being friends while he was a cub.
Once he was old enough to be a 'threat' he would have to stop talking to her, or if she wasn't taken, he could ask for her. He really couldn't see any reason that Suri wouldn't be taken, though. To him, she was perfect. That might be the cub in him doing a bit of worshiping, but at least he was realistic about the situation to some extent. "Father, you spend so much time lazing in the sun, you are going to end up baked in your fur. Then what will mother do with you?"
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