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 Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 11:49 pm
Upepo knew he was different. He could tell from an early age. It was simple. Others seemed weaker than him, more sickly. He never felt under the weather, nor did he fear the disease on a personal level. If he was going to come down with something, it would have happened by now. Instead, he worried about his family. He worried about the pride in general, but he was only a cub. On some level, he didn't think it fair that he had to worry about these things, instead of living in the same blissful ignorance the cubs of other prides were blessed with. Of course, there could always be worse.
The cub, a small, yet healthy son of Furaha and Ndale, sought to amuse himself on this particular morning. The air was warm, yet not insufferably so, given the early hour. Dew still beaded on the grass and birds sang overhead, as if they were oblivious to He'd strayed from the den in search of something exciting. Maybe a game. If he failed in finding that, perhaps he could lend a paw to one of his elders, like any good, respectful youngling ought to do.
Plus, he wanted some attention. The cub was thirsty for attention and humor. To see others smile made him feel best, so that was what the clownish cub sought after. He was almost never without a smile, regardless of how worried he was. In the mean time, he distracted himself by tailing a smallish beetle, who's carapace glinted in the day's early light.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 11:57 am
Romus hadn't gotten a chance to play with his cousins yet. Of course, they were just babies, and he was growing up! He'd be big enough soon to go further, he was certain, but for now his mother insisted on treating him like a cub the same age as his cousins! He gave a huff as he padded along through the dens. He'd managed to convince Mum that he was old enough to take himself to see if any of them could play today, though, so that proved he was getting older! His tail waved happily behind him, and he pounced a pebble before moving on.
He was still healthy, to his mother's relief, and thus reached his destination full of energy and ready to play. So it was, when he saw his cousin not far, he immediately ducked down and began slinking forward, trying to keep his over-large paws as quiet as possible. He'd managed to come into sight from behind Upepo, and thought it would be great fun to stalk and pounce him as introduction. He stifled a delighted giggle, merely puffing the dust up in front of himself instead. This, unfortunately, was his undoing, for that dust got in his nose. Tickle, tickle tickle... he stopped, forepaw in the air, and squinted his eyes, wriggling his nose in an attempt to make it stop....
"ACHOOO!" Well, there went his stalking!
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