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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 6:27 am
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Pur'Jed sat alone in a corner of the greater cave where cubs and juveniles were cared for by minders. She wasn't often sent there, but it was as much in punishment for Nyota as anything else. Their mother thought that maybe if they were sent to the minders, her mischievous elder daughter wouldn't be able to escape to the commoners so easily. As she sat there, her shoulders hunched, the green-eyed juvenile glowered around the cave.
In truth, Pur'Jed was lonely. She loved her family, but they were all so different, the only one she truly felt she could relate to was her mother. Her mother, she knew, loved her dearly, but she couldn't quite bring herself to trail after her like some lesser companion animal or a pathetic shadow. Her sister Nyota was always off playing with the groundlings, which was just disgusting, and she knew from experience that her interests and her brother's lay in two totally different directions. Her sister Ela was nice, but really just a little too vague of thought to spend long periods of time with. The rest of her siblings were similarly disappointing.
Her scowling gaze fell on a flash of purple fur and for a moment she thought it was one of her siblings, but it turned out to be their aunt, Kiri'ua. She hadn't spent much time with her mother's sister since her return because she'd been afraid that the taint of the roguelands would wear off on her, but she didn't want to be stuck playing some childish game with children of lesser nobility or - worse -commoners. Last time she'd gotten in trouble for taking charge, which was just stupid. It was her right by birth to lead.
"Aunt Kiri'ua," she called without leaving her position in the corner. "Will you come here?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 11:53 am
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Pur was a little taken aback by her aunt's solicitude. She hadn't expected that the long-absent lioness would come so promptly, or be so pleased to be summoned. Much of the time the people minding the cubs resented being called over as if they were servants, which made no sense to Pur, who knew that they were servants, having chosen to take on a trade, rather than live as nobles. For those who, like her aunt, could have been nobles if they chose to be. She really didn't understand why someone would choose to give up all the status and prestige of nobility.
"I'm Pur'Jed," she squeaked, a little bit insulted that her aunt couldn't recognize her on sight. All things considered, her aunt had a lot more nieces and nephews than Pur had aunts, but that wasn't the point. Pur was special, and she thought everyone else ought to recognize that about her, too. She was the only one of her mother's children who really took her duty as a noble seriously.
"I don't think there's really anything you can do for me," Pur said, still unsure how she felt about being called 'sweetie.' No one at home called her that, and it made her feel kind of childish, which she didn't much care for. Not when she wanted so much to be treated like an adult.
"I just wanted to talk to you. I don't know much about you, and you're family. That doesn't seem right."
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 12:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 2:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 8:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 7:24 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 10:32 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 1:21 pm
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Pur didn't know much about her family's history. She knew her father was important and her mother was very obviously noble, and there was nothing more to it than that. She knew her parents didn't always agree on much, but they definitely loved each other. When she'd been little, she'd worried their fights meant they would separate or something awful like that, but she'd learned that sometimes people fell in love even if they believed in very different things.
"You ran away!" Pur exclaimed, and quickly lowered her voice to ask, "I didn't know that."
That was true. Pur was a very forward-thinking sort of girl, and didn't take a great deal of interest in the past. Particularly not any part of the past which happened before she was born. That was all stuff she couldn't change. As she got older she'd learn that it was important, just the same, and even now she was beginning to get an inkling, but mostly she still thought of the past as being generally boring. Unless it had to do with her or people she knew.
Her eyes widened to enormous proportions as she heard her aunt's vehement declaration regarding canines. She couldn't recall having ever seen one in the pride, and couldn't properly conjure up a picture of one in her head, but she had no doubt they were every bit as detestable as her aunt claimed. She did wonder what had happened to make Kiri'ua hate them so, but she was too polite to ask.
"Are the lions outside the pride awful?" She'd always thought they would be violent bandits or villains.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 2:07 pm
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Pur'Jed didn't understand how her aunt could have been away for so long and managed to avoid any other prides. Even if her heart did know that she would eventually make her way back to the Suka'Fumo. Pur'Jed had no doubt she would die of loneliness, being out there for as long as her aunt must have been. And without the safety of a pride's guards and hunters, it would have been terrifying indeed.
"It sounds like part of a story," Pur observed. She had lived long enough to have acquired a pretty good feel for what made a good story, and what would make a good play, though she had no interest in trying her hand at drafting plays herself. She merely enjoyed them when her family attended.
"I'm glad you came back."
Naturally she knew that there were more lions in the world than she, or any one person could ever meet, but she'd only asked for a survey, really. A general pronouncement to summarize the majority of the lions beyond the borders of the pride. Really. People ranged from babes to elders everywhere, and obviously some people were nice and other were mean. Pur wasn't so young that she thought otherwise.
She sighed, getting a little tired of the conversation. She wanted to go home so she could see her mother.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 2:08 pm
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