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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 1:09 pm
SEMI-PUBLIC
WEATHER: Warm with low humidity, a cool breeze ripples across the plains.
LOCATION: Setting sun, just beneath a weathered and lifeless tree on the outskirts of the pride.
Her reaction and following remarks had not been without consequences and while they had been uttered softly, they had spread across the pride like wildfire. It was always the same way, but more often than not she couldn't help herself and her mouth was open before she could halt the onslaught. Unfortunately for the female in question, Chessa had a vague recollection of her - she couldn't pinpoint exactly who she was, but whatever the case may be it had thrust her into a stupor until the vision had passed and as usual, she had seen one of gross misfortune.
While Biti may have meant no deliberate harm, the vision that Chessa had experienced had left her uttering a warning, whether Biti liked it or not...she was an omen. Biti would bring death to the pride or more accurately, she would bring death to those around her before suffering a mortal blow herself. Granted, Chessa's visions were not always strictly accurate and the older the individual, the more likely she was to fail in her predictions but the images she had been presented with were undeniable.
Alas, the string of events had caused counsel to be held and now Biti waited with baited breath to discover her own fate, while Chessa looked on. It was a given that the lioness might elect to seek out the Seer, but if she did so... what would she wish to say, more importantly, how would the Seer respond...?
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2011 11:57 pm
Biti could barely comprehend what was going on at the moment. The good mood that came with the news of the rumors that Tunda was still alive had quickly dissipated. Everything had gone to hell and she had no idea how she had been able to stay sane. To top it all off, she was now being accused of bringing death to the pride. What did that mean? She would never harm a fly yet she was being accused of murder.
Knowing that she could not convince the entire pride of her innocence, Biti wanted to go to the source. She wanted to hear it from the seer for herself. What exactly did she do? They knew that seers generally had strange powers but she did not want to believe this.
Seeking out Chessa, Biti wanted to speak to the lioness responsible for these rumors. She wandered at the edge of the pride hoping to find the seer and get the answers that she needed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 6:07 am
Chessa would have been easy to locate given that her pale coat stood out against the back drop of the setting sun. Nevertheless, rather than simply wait for Biti to approach her, Chessa deemed it necessary to bridge the silence herself. The moment her gaze caught sight of the approaching lioness, the seer shifted her position and turned towards her expectantly. Suffice to say that the seer was not the sort to flee from her responsibilities and at such an important time, this was one of her duties - she had foretold a disaster and as a consequence, it was necessary that she be there to answer the questions of the one involved.
Biti was no murderer, or at least she didn't seem like she was one - if she'd possessed violent tendencies then perhaps things would have been different and the visions much more acceptable. As it stood, even Chessa was of the mind that something didn't quite sit well but unfortunately, she was required to remind herself that she was very rarely inaccurate when it came to what she observed.
"Good evening," Chessa offered to the approaching lioness, bowing her head in a slight nod towards Biti.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 8:55 pm
"Good evening." Biti returned the greeting rather quietly but quickly found her voice again. "I hope you know the reason why I am here." Normally, the lioness avoided conflict and this was easily one of the rare times that she would ever confront anybody. If the safety of her children was in question then Biti would do anything.
At the moment she really didn't know what else to say because she didn't want to outright express her anger at the situation. It was important that she was a little more tactful about the way she went about this considering the delicate nature of the situation.
Smiling softly at Cheesa, Biti couldn't be mad at the lioness. She had had interactions with seers in the past and they were all just normal animals. They had some special gifts but they all felt the same emotions. The other lioness seemed nice enough so Biti wished to wait until they actually spoke before making any judgements.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 9:42 am
"I have a sneaking suspicion that I do," Chessa confirmed softly, inclining her head in invitation for the lioness to come closer. There was a chance that Biti could be angry but at present the lioness didn't appear to be of a vicious mindset. If anything, Biti was the epitome of calm and considerate, and was approaching the situation in a much more mature manner than other individuals would do. In Chessa's eyes, she was worthy of respect and for that reason alone, the seer would have held fast so that the lioness could confront her in relation to all that had transgressed since she arrived.
"Something to do with the consequences of an uncontrolled tongue, yes?" she continued and released a sigh. Coiling her tail around her paws, she regarded the lioness for quite some time, electing to hold her piece for the time being. In all honesty there was little that the Seer could possibly say when it came down to it - she wouldn't excuse what she had seen and she really couldn't excuse all she had said either, but if there was something specific that needed addressed, then she was willing to discuss it.
"I must confess I'm uncertain as to what exactly you wish to discuss, or if you have anything specific to speak of at all. Regardless, you have the floor if you wish to speak to me, I will not make excuses and leave," she finished reassuringly.
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