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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 6:27 am
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The day was just starting when Binafsi returned home to her den, dragging a small antelope with her to feed her children. Her little tryst with the leopard Kyprioth many moons ago had resulted in cubs, something that was neither unexpected nor unwanted. The huntress had always desired cubs of her own, and after it became apparent that finding a mate was no longer a necessary first step, she was quite game to let a rogue be their father. But she was a rather picky lioness, and the rogue had to be nice and at least polite. Kyprioth had been both those things, and Binafsi did not regret her time with him. He had given her three beautiful cubs. How could she begrudge him for that?
Nsundu had been thrilled at the news of the new cubs, and had been quite happy to welcome them properly into the pride. Though Binafsi had very little jewellery – being a huntress she could not wear it – she had still given a piece to each of her children when they had been brought before the pride. What a beautiful ceremony it had been. The lioness couldn't help but smile at the memory, as she set down her latest kill. Though the cubs were allowed to stray further than their small den in the escarpments, no doubt the smell of food would bring them back home. If not, she could always seek them out later.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 11:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2008 7:11 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2008 9:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 9:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 1:26 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 11:18 am
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The huntress could not help but smile inwardly at her son’s giggles. He was rather quiet sometimes, and it was nice to hear him laugh. Binafsi took great care to make sure that all of her children were happy, even if some were a little shier than others. There was nothing wrong with taking life a little more seriously, but she wanted to make it clear that her little ones could come to her whenever they wanted to. No problem was too small, and Binafsi would listen to anything that her children had to say to her.
"In the wind? I had not thought to look there for music! Does it sing a pretty tune, Selador?" Binafsi was glad that the Nchi'mahadhi did not rely solely on a lion’s singing talent, for her son Selador would surely feel it if they did. But even the lion with the scratchiest of voices could beat out a rhythm on the drums, and Binafsi hoped that Selador would find happiness in some aspect of music.
The lioness gave Kani a nudge when he drew closer, smiling when he said that he had slept well. She let him speak to his brother, tilting her head slightly when his ears drooped. Kani had yet to come to her speaking of music, unlike Shiri and now Selador. Perhaps he was feeling a little left out. Binafsi nuzzled him gently, allowing him the comfort he needed. "You will find your music when your heart is ready. You are young yet, the both of you, but one day you will find the Rhythm of your heart." She smiled at Kani.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 8:54 am
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"Yes, mother, in the wind. She sings with many voices, sometimes high and sometimes low, but she always sings softly," Selador reported happily. The young cub had spent a lot of time searching for music. He spent nearly every morning simply curled up with his little paws tucked underneath his chest by the entrance to the den. His dark blue eyes were trained on the sky, waiting for some sort of signal, some sort of sign, or some sort of noise different that the regular noises he heard in his small horizon of the world. He rubbed himself against her, enjoying in the fact that his mother was there. He had a special connection with her, since she was the only one he'd really talk to.
Selador watched his brother and he found himself terribly confused by his brother's lowered ears. For sure, Selador was still young and therefore unprepared at reading personality in others when it came to reading body movement. He didn't know his brother was feeling left out. So he tilted a quizzical gaze at his pink-hued brother and leaned in, his nose sniffing for a problem. He didn't say anything, keeping his scratchy voice silent.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 6:59 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 12:39 pm
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"I am glad that you have taken the time to listen to her then, Selador. Perhaps she will teach you many things about not only singing, but about the world. The wind goes everywhere, after all, through pride lands and lands that belong to no lion." Binafsi looked up to the sky with a small smile, watching the clouds move lazily by. Selador would become quite wise if he listened to the wind, though it spoke no words. That was the beauty of Rhythm: words were not needed, only emotions. The wind was a fickle thing, but it carried many emotions with it. It would be interesting to see what Rhythm Selador would find in the wind.
The lioness turned her attention back to her youngest son, and nodded to him. "I will always proud of you, Kani'noe, if you try your best and do what you can do. We must use the skills and talents we have been given to better the experience of the others of the pride. You may bring music to them like Selador or bring food like myself, but our contributions will always be necessary in one way or another. You will find your place. Your heart will tell you when you are ready." She gave a small chuckle. "So, nothing exciting happened this morning then, I presume? I see your sister has wandered off again."
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 7:50 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:15 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 4:22 pm
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