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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 9:36 pm
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So far, the Kitwana'antara didn't seem too different from the Jini-msemi. There were Hunters, there were others, there was a Queen. The only thing he knew of that made any real difference was the disease. Truth be told, he still wasn't certain how he'd ended up here or why he hadn't left. Day after day the teal lion went to sleep, intending to leave at first light. Day after day he awoke and found one reason or another not to depart. It was, among other things, annoying.
So here he was, walking around the pride, and then his eye fell on something...strange.
A blue youth. But...the boy didn't look like any lion Nagua had ever seen. His limbs were too long and light, and he wasn't big enough. The adolescent stopped and stared, totally confused.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 9:47 pm
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Eventually Kestven had to stop glaring at the sun--it hurt after a while, after all. Blinking rapidly as he brought his gaze down, he caught sight of something...blue. Almost his blue, really, if a few shades darker...and a little greener. Meh, close enough. What was more important was that the lion, who looked like none of the pridemembers he knew, was staring at him as though he'd sprouted a second head. It was an uncomfortable sensation, and made the juvenile's hackles raise slightly.
"Staring's rude," he said flatly, eyes narrowing as he met the stranger's eyes.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 9:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 9:56 pm
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