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 Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2011 6:41 am
After his parents had finally gotten together, Jivu had been excited to leave. He adored his mother and his Pa, but he wasn't going to stick around forever, and now that they had finally 'found' each other properly, then Jivu was no longer needed by Kibaazi to be her eyes. He could leave, though he promised his parents that he would return.
Striking out on his own had encompassed picking a random direction and setting off without any thought as to why he was going that way. He was sure his waking-dreams would lead him the right way, anyway. It wasn't like they were going to lead him into danger, which was why he did not worry when the scent of lions began to fill his nose as he drew close to the borders of a pride. However, he paused before physically entering the boundaries of the pride, his breath catching in his throat as the world swirled around him. He disappeared from the world – or so it felt. In reality, he stood stock-still, staring at nothing, even as his mouth twisted up into a grin and he spoke.
“Hello stranger,” he greeted the 'stranger' who wasn't there. In his mind, he was talking to a male, walking along a rocky landscape connecting water to land. In reality, he stood still, though his mouth moved and he spoke out loud.
The stars above him twinkled, as the night continued on, uncaring that the male was no longer noticing the passing time.
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Posted: Sat Oct 08, 2011 12:20 pm
 Zamira loved to find solace under the night sky. Like her mother the lioness had a deep love for the stars, though she herself did not believe that she was a fallen star it was easy to think of them as her family. Smiling softly to herself the lioness shook her head at the sky above. Was it really possible that they could speak to her or hear her thoughts? She hoped it was true because the idea gave her heart a small comfort.
Lately she had been talking to her ‘ancestors’ about the pride she was raised in and how she was the age to be claimed by a Pad. The young banu sighed. She should feel more at ease about the situation, yet her heart was troubled. What type of Pad would claim her? Would her father pick or let her try to find love? Did the stars ever have problems finding love? She shook her head, did the stars even know what love was? Did she?
But tonight it didn’t seem like things were going to be as quiet as they normally were. Hearing a male’s voice made Zamira freeze in surprise and slight fear. What if it was a pad? Would she be in trouble for leaving her father’s den this late at night? But no. As she approached the male the lioness realized he was a stranger, a rogue. She nearly passed him, but paused as he spoke. “Hello stranger?” She replied quietly turning to look back at him. “But I-“ Her gaze widened as she noticed how he seemed to stare past her and towards the night sky. Was it possible? Was he talking to the stars?
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 2:22 am
Jivu was unaware of the female's presence, even when she spoke he heard nothing. His mouth was pulled into a grin as the male in his vision questioned his appearance. Ah, the typical question! Boring and yet intriguing none the less.
"I am simply a traveller," he said calmly, his tone normal, friendly, though his eyes were blank and almost unseeing. "I mean no harm, just a stranger passing aimlessly by." He chuckled at the almost poetic words. He was always more poetic at night, he thought, knowing his mother would approve. Kibaazi was practically, but since she had fallen in love, she was far more romantic minded than she used to be.
Jivu tilted his head as the male in his vision continued to talk. He frowned. "No need to get grumpy!" He snapped, as the male began to yell, becoming aggressive.
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