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 Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 6:51 pm
 Once again Kweu'Rasi found himself alone in Nil's den. He felt rested since yesterday, at least in body, enough to dare to venture out in search of food. There was another reason for leaving the den. While he rested in his mistresses den he was easy prey for Paiya. Though he didn't trust the lions of this pride one bit, he knew his odds of running into her would be lessened if he distanced himself from Nil's den.
Head down, ears back, Kweu slunk through the pride lands, doing his best to keep a low profile. He didn't want to look like he was going somewhere without his mistress's permission. She never told him explicitly to stay in the den. No, she never said that.
Kweu was too hungry to care what Nil did to him. He would have been happy to scarf down a meerkat if he could find one. Even a little field mouse would do something to quiet his rumbling gut. He would rather have a small meal than look for the hunters when he ran the risk of stumbling into Paiya in their ranks, assuming they would allow him near the pride's food. They would probably force him to wait until everyone else had eaten. What a shame, what a shamble his life had become. If Ardhi'Rasi could see him now, he would be smugly pleased.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:48 pm
Kifatamu had also been on the hunt. Dreaming happened always, even in waking, and it made her hungry, especially when a particularly strong seeing hit her. And the lovely white lady had made the seeing happen in a whirlwind of death and blood and mussed chocolate fur. Mmm~ It had been so very beautiful.
Rumbling happily, Kifa's hunt had proved successful, for in her jaws she carried a now-dead mouse and was gumming on it thoughtfully, padding slowly across the grasses. She wasn't quite ready to commit to eating it, as it felt so nice and lifeless in her maw, and besides, she wanted a nice, comfy place in which to pick it apart slowly. Sighing in dreamy anticipation, she suddenly halted, dark eyes widening.
Ah, she smelled a one...new one, hadn't met this one. A cheshire grin spreading behind her ill-fated catch, the juve went scampering to meet this new one, the rodent still clamped betwixt her teeth, dead limbs a-flailing...even though he was quite forgotten by this time.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 1:23 pm
Lifting his tired eyes, Kweu spotted the dark cub shaped thing scampering through the grass to meet him. Hunger shuddered through his core at the smell of the dead thing dangling between her rows of sharp white little teeth, so ravenous that he actually considered knocking her down and taking the morsel for himself. Of course if he did the little brat would probably tell her mother on him. He withheld a frustrated growl and tried to ignore the half-pint as he sniffed the earth for traces of rabbit or mouse.
You shouldn’t even be thinking like that Kweu’Rasi, he told himself. Have some self-control. Have some dignity. Those are the only things that separate you from these monsters.
Suddenly the dead field mouse was practically under his nose, distracting him from his task. He wanted it, damn her. He turned, hoping to scare the little brat off with a growl, but the sound died in his throat when he noticed the cub’s eyes. Where her eyes should have been white there was only inky darkness. Her irises were an almost equally dark shade of indigo, reflecting the light. He nearly shuddered.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 1:35 pm
Oh he was brave, so brave this one wasn't he? He would challenge a tiny child for her morsel. Starving, hungry one...perhaps his mistress had kept him this way to make him more obedient. It seemed reasonable. He was no demon this new one, not yet anyway, oh not yet...but she could see it with the farsight...the demon and all the beautiful beautiful blood.
Setting down her prized morsel and placing it underneath one paw, she smiled brilliantly at Kweu, tilting her head to one side, ears swiveling towards him. "Hello-hello~" She cooed, "I am Kifatamu, brown one...who are you?" He had seen the strangeness of her, she fathomed, being quite intelligent for one so young. There was, after all...nothing she didn't see...of herself, and of those about her...past, future...present less, and moreso future. So very new, there was a precious newness about him, a past devoid of something valuable, and she yearned for it, to sink claws and teeth into it. A shame that she could not see this one's demise...all dark and bloody perhaps...it would have been a nice treat to go with dinner.
Speaking of dinner...there was a hunger glimmering in the slave's eyes, and with a coy smirk, she leaned down to take the mouse in her jaws, throwing it up into the air playfully, "Catch it catch it if you caaaan~" She sing-songed, not really caring if she lost her prize. She could always fetch another.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 1:56 pm
Kweu turned around to face her, keeping his back end protected. Despite her young age, Kweu needed to be on guard. Those eyes….
He suspected he would need to be careful around any creature with eyes so black. The last time he saw such eyes was during the take over of the pride he once ruled along side his twin brother Ardhi’Rasi. He had slashed one of the leader’s guards across the face, though in the end he left him alive. The next time they saw each other, which was after the former king had been dispatched, the whites of the guard’s eyes were dark red from blood that had seeped in from the wound to his face. Fortunately that guard was a humble fellow. He swore his allegiance to the new leaders, the assassins of the former king, and when Ardhi’Rasi declared war on his brother his alliances shifted once again, chasing Kweu from the pride along with the rest of the guards.
But it was not blood that darkened the eyes of this cub. Whatever blackness darkened her eyes, she seemed to have been born with the taint. Suddenly the cub tossed her morsel into the air. Kweu’s heart stopped in his chest, eyes wide. He jumped for it, but he was tired from hunger and the cub’s game had taken him by surprise. His jaws snapped at air.
When the mouse hit the ground Kweu covered it with his paws. “Mine!!” he snarled at the cub, dragging the mouse back and scarfing it down with uncharacteristic desperation.
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