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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 1:11 am
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“Blue skies are, depressing. Sometimes I hate them dearly. I find clouds cold, and sun too hot to see clearly…” The tune was soft and a little wobbly. But that was understandable. It was hard to sing a song he was making up. He did not know the words to it, because he was only just inventing them now. But they felt right, and that was what mattered, wasn’t it? To say how he felt? Cheery lovey dovey songs felt flat. “Just like stalking…and dancing…Not graceful but don’t find social life fun. It’s easy to see that I don’t belong, I’m too weird for the normal folks but too normal for the weird ones.”
The sun dappled across the soft pink spots on the young hybrid’s shoulders where he lay beneath a tree, his paws twining around a twig with a leaf still attached. He was fidgety, talking to his paws out of nervousness. It wasn’t as though there were anyone else around to hear him fumbling a few notes of music into life. It was quite outside here, though he could just hear his mother talking to someone out of sight. The low voice told him it was another of the many males that she dealt with. His father? He doubted it. His father was never around, no one said they knew who he was. Even mama said she didn’t know. But it felt wrong when she said it. She had to know! Mama’s were supposed to know who daddies were, where they were, what they were like…
Hikari sighed, giving up on his small song for the moment. It wasn’t like singing was particularly special anyway. He wasn’t special. Mama might say he was, but that seemed to be a rule for mamas. They were supposed to tell their cubs they were wonderful. Just like daddies were supposed to.
So where was his daddy?
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 2:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 11:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 7:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 3:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 4:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 9:11 pm
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Hikari watched curiously as the female spoke, his ear listing slightly to one side as he cocked his head. She seemed sad about something. He was just glad it wasn't him bothering her, but if it had, at least, been him, then he could have fixed it. Now he didn't have anything he could do.
"You're not boring, aunty," he chimed brightly, taking a hesitant step forward at her first invitation, before scrambling a bit clumsily to climb and join her on the rock. A shy smile touched his features as he tried to settle himself without falling. He curled up against her side, gazing up at his aunt with his unmatched eyes. Finally, someone who didn't want him to go away. He'd been so worried recently, he knew that it was mostly everyone being busy, but it was still a little lonely. He lay quietly for a few moments, trying to think of something that might help to cheer the beautiful cheetahess up, before shyly reaching an idea.
"Uhm...aunty? Mama...mama says sometimes that I make her feel better when I sing. I could sing for you if you want?" the hybrid offered timidly. He wasn't used to singing for an actual audience, but aunty couldn't be so much different from mama. They were both beautiful, graceful cheetahs, and they were both so wonderful...
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 3:11 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 9:26 pm
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Hikari purred softly, nuzzling against the paw she lifted to his face. He liked the attention, needed it now that everyone seemed to be growing too busy for him. He missed being with someone. Not that he needed to have his paw held every second of every day. But it was lonely when everyone was so busy and him with so little to do.
Suddenly shy at her words, he nodded meekly. Yes, he could sing. He'd offered her to sing. But what should he sing? Suddenly it was like he'd forgotten every melody he'd ever heard or invented. Gulping nervously, the young hybrid looked at his aunt, his eyes passing over the soft smile. Like mama's. This wouldn't be too bad then. But what should he sing? Something soft maybe. She said she wanted to rest, so maybe something soft would be nice.
"Okay. Uhm...okay..." he mumbled, flexing his overlarge paws against the stone for a few seconds as he thought. Oh, that one was nice... it was quiet. Mama had called it a sweet song.
"I cannot understand, why dream and wish today away? I feel the wind blow through my fur, with you I'd rather stay. There's no place like you for me, though changed from yesterday. Alone in quiet sunset, what are you looking at? Your eyes see far ahead, there is no turning back. It's okay to feel down, to get lost on the way, I will wait for your dream, when you capture it. And for now wait beside you, content in the quiet."
He fumbled at the start, nervous, but it was easy to relax into the melody once he'd passed the first line. It was a little song, a quiet song, but he had a soft voice and it fit. Mama had liked it. His ears lay anxiously back as he let the last note die on his breath, watching his aunt through mismatched eyes. Would she like it? He would hate to sing poorly and make her feel worse.
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 8:37 pm
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The murmur of her heart warmed, and soothed. Her head leaning off to one side as she heard with open and wide ears. Singing was the most beautiful act... but she could never manage to make up her own songs, only one song she knew. She knew by heart, but never sung anything without her mother when she had long since died. The pure feel of his voice when he started.. Made her sway slightly and lower her head back down to her paws. Merely hearing it... enticingly trancing..
Pulling herself out of reality for just a moment, this body that seemed to weigh her down so much and she was free as a bird in the skies.How she just wanted to be in that song, music filling all around her... For a good few moments, she was surprised.. The child sung so beautifully that she was in a trance and she slowly opened them moments after he finished.. A smile creased her lips as she softly leaned in and licked his cheek in a grooming manner.
"Child, your song was beautiful...your voice was beyond that of the Gods... Hikari... you will become great. Even I, was captured by it. Truly mesmerizing..." Softly touching his face as she looked at him, proud truly of the child. A master of the art so young, It was only the least she would expect from Aiko's offspring, the cheetahess could entertain. She would have went on about how proud she was until a certain figure came up behind her.. The fur on her neck grew on its end as she knew a departure was immanent. "My beautiful singer.. I shall be seeing you more.. Again.. Forgive this lady of not coming too see my darling nephew sooner but now I must leave.. A Boss's job is never done." Giving him and wink then a final lick. "Please send your mother my dearest wishes and a million times I am grateful for you to be brought to this pride. Go now, as it is getting late my child.. go off to your mother as I thank her for you."
Slowly getting to her paws. Nuzzling him lightly before she jumped down the rock... immensely in awe but had not shown it but she would tell Nanashi of this one.. he was something to be treasured.. Looking up at the figure before she nodded, giving him a look back. A soft smile. "Thank you..." She said to Hikari before leaving as the dark figure was prompt on Hikari's side to escort him home as Nyoka had ordered it by just a look- he knew, he had to protect the child and show him home... How much power she had, but not shown it.. so sly... like a serpent.
[ FIN ]
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