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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:17 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:18 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:20 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:21 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:22 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:24 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:25 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:49 am
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“Come children, we need to talk.”
Maha felt the weight of her sister lift from her chest and she rolled off her back and onto her paws. Kanzi had managed to pin her down again. ‘Sometimes you need to think less and act more, Maha.’ She thought to herself. But she did way better than last time. She was improving. A smile on her face and that special twinkle in her bluish-violet eyes, Maha hurried after her siblings.
“What is it Mother?” the cub asked once she reached her.
“It is about Omoa.” Jethro answered instead. “We think there is something about your older sister that you should to know.” Maha wondered where this was going and her tail flicked in anticipation.
“Though she is a part of the family and always will be,” Kamaria began “she is not your sister by blood.” Maha tilted her head to the side, not fully understanding the concept of blood relations as of yet.
“You mean she doesn’t have blood like ours?” Kanzi asked.
“Yes, she-”
“Is it green or something?” Maha asked wide-eyed, completely misunderstanding the meaning behind her mother’s words. It was one of those rare occasions that her words slipped out of her mouth before she could think them over and realize just how stupid they sounded.
“What? No!” Jethro laughed at his daughter’s silliness and her brother gave her a you-can-be-such-a-dork look. “What your mother was trying to say is that Omoa has different parents. She was adopted by me.”
“Oh!” Maha slowly nodded as it finally dawned on her. “Alright then.”
Going further away from where the other cubs were playing, Maha’s head was still full of thoughts about Omoa. She didn’t really know what to think about it. So she was going to try and distract herself with a little hunting. A rabbit caught her eye and she sneaked towards it as quietly as she could, hiding herself behind everything that provided some cover. She would have preferred a gazelle, but they were too large for her.
‘Okay, step there…’ she thought ‘No! It could see me if it turns. Turn away, rabbit!’ She mentally ordered. Maha froze in place as the rabbit looked around. After a while she tentatively stepped forward again. Paw after paw, silently as if she was walking on air. She stalked the long-eared creature like that for quite some time, always thinking trough every step before she took it. ‘Yes, finally!’ she thought happily and a smile spread on her lips. ‘Just a little more…’
And the rabbit happily hopped away, done with his food. Startled, Maha jumped after it, but the rabbit was too far away. “Man!” Maha frowned, tail flicking irritably. “I did it again- Oh!” Something bumped into her leg. The little cub looked curiously at the creature. Another rabbit, a younger one and it was so scared that it still hadn’t ran away to safety. It had come out of the tall grass, no wonder it hadn’t seen her.
“Ha! I’ve got you!” Maha cried happily and pinned the rabbit down to the ground with her paw. It was shaking so wildly that it made her regret her actions. She was such a softie. She had no problem fighting with teethed and clawed opponents, hell, even gazelles and antelopes had hoofs an horns to protect themselves. But small creatures like this one, mice, meerkats and the like – they made her feel bad about causing any harm to them. Maha carefully removed her paw.
“Hey, don’t worry, I won’t harm you!” she said softly, bringing her head down, in-between her paws. Now they were eye to eye. “Will you be alright?” The concern was clear in her voice.
“Y-you won’t eat me?” the rabbit squeaked fearfully. Was this a trick?
“No, I won’t.” Maha smiled warmly. Judging by his voice, her catch was a male. She laid down in a completely non-threatening position. The two stayed in silence for a few minuets, just studying one another. “Hey, do you have brothers or sisters mister Rabbit?” Maha suddenly asked.
“Uh…yes.” Surprise was written on the rabbit’s face, but he was visibly calmer now. “Why do you want to know?”
“Well…it’s just that…my Mom and Dad told me today that my sister Omoa wasn’t really my sister, well she is…but not a sister sister, because she was adopted. She is not blood-related, she is a part of the family like and older sister but not really a sister.” Maha said all that incredibly fast and the rabbit barely registered all the information. “What does ‘adopt’ mean anyway?” She should have asked her mother about it. Maha looked at the rabbit expectantly, obviously done with what she had to say.
“Well,” the rabbit began “it means that the parents of , how was it, Omoa? Weren’t there and your mom and dad took her to raise her as their own.”
“And now I don’t know what to think about it.” Maha confessed ” Mom and Dad told us for a reason. Should I feel any different? ‘Cause she’s not real? Not a real sister , I mean.” Maha looked away “’Cause…’cause I don’t. Is that bad?” she asked quietly, bluish-violet eyes full of worry. Imagine her surprise when the rabbit suddenly burst out laughing. “It’s not funny, you little rodent!” Maha growled, jumping to her paws.
“I- I’m s-orry!” he tried to calm down “It’s just that…oh man..” he took a deep breath of air “It’s not bad what you’re feeling.” the rabbit managed finally “Not at all! It’s a good thing. I think your parents want you to think of her as a true sister. They told you of her true origin because they wanted you to know the truth. Truth is very important, you see. You can’t have a good relationship when you keep secrets from your loved ones.” The rabbit smiled at the young lioness, hoping she understood what he wanted to say. She was so confused, the poor little thing.
“I know that.” Maha said, that special twinkle her eyes always held returning. She realized how silly she had been. Omoa would always be her sister in her heart. That was what mattered, not blood relations and the like. Things wouldn’t be any different between Omoa and herself, as far as Maha was concerned and she was sure her parents wouldn’t have it any other way. They had told her the truth because they did not want their children to think they had lied to them. That was all there was to it. She was getting worked up over nothing.
“Thank you mister Rab-“ A rustle reached her ears.
“Gotcha!” Kanzi suddenly jumped out of the tall grass, aiming for the rabbit. Thankfully she missed, the rabbit was warned by Maha’s actions and moved away in time.
“Hey, why didn’t you get it?” Kanzi asked.
“I was talking to him!” Maha said, frowning.
“That’s not how you catch a rabbit, silly!” Kanzi laughed “Come on, I’ll show you.” Her sister once again disappeared in the long-grass. Maha opened her mouth to say that she knew how to hunt but followed her instead. Kanzi was the better hunter anyway, it would be good to let her give her some lessons.
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 7:29 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 7:54 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 7:58 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 7:59 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 8:01 am
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