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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 7:33 am
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Gali had to trot to keep up with her father, even though he was walking slowly enough for them to keep up. This was a rare treat, being taken out of the den, and Gali was enjoying it to the upmost. Her eyes cast around at the lions they passed and the new sights, and her ears swiveled to catch the sounds of the various conversations of the people they passed.
She looked briefly over at her brother, the only companion from her siblings for this little jaunt. Nyota was off hiding with the groundlings, Gali thought, and her other three sisters were back at the den under guard while Maua took a break from her instructions to chase Nyota down again. Pur'Jed would likely bask in Nyota's chastisements. Gali didn't think her other sisters would enjoy it as much.
A conversation caught in her ear and she looked that way, her feet slowing down as she unknowingly eavesdropped on the adults. Her eyes shifted between the faces of the speakers, cataloging parts of their expressions that seemed not to match up to their words. Why did he say he wanted their children to meet when it was clear from the tightness of his smile he didn't?
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 9:28 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 9:50 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 10:02 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 11:41 am
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Gali ducked her head at her father's chastisement. They had just been talking aloud, it wasn't like she meant to overhear something she shouldn't. It was a playdate.
"Sorry, Dad."
As she considered his question her eyes lit on one of the council members walking by, a decorative cord looped about his neck. "Can we see what the council rooms look like? The ones for the King's... uh, lions?" What were they called anyway? "The ones who decide what happens in the pride?"
If her brother got to pick a place, then she did too. After she asked him, though, she thought of Nyota and her description of the players. Maybe she could ask for that next time, if Dad didn't bring them by it this time. No sense in getting in more trouble, either, if that was somewhere they weren't supposed to be. And Nyota was in trouble a lot, of her own choice. Gali guiltily hunched down slightly; she wasn't entirely blameless when it came to Nyota either. She'd helped her sister get out before, and she still kept her promises: she wasn't a liar and she didn't ever want to be. She kept an open mind and whenever she saw a lion while she was out with her parents she let their actions tell her who they were rather than their pelts.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:16 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 2:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 7:44 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 11:25 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 12:35 pm
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"Perhaps it's decorated with nice things," he began not wanting to spoil the surprise of seeing the council chamber. "but you won't know until we get there." Though he was trying to remain serious Zamba's next words made the large lion chuckle. Important vs interesting, it was a good little argument and he gave his son credit for stating such a bold thing. But he paused when he spoke about the council being a bunch of old lions arguing. "You've been listening to your mother again. The council is comprised of older lions yes, but some are younger as well and while they do argue at time it is over matters important to the pride. The arguments ensure that the right decision is made each time and that all positives and negatives are covered before coming to a decision."
He continued along the path, they were nearly at the council den now. "And it is not just the advisers council who has older lions in it, the war council also contains several older lions, those with years of experience who can lend their skills and advice to younger lions." When they reached the council meeting den Kivuli paused at the entrance, looking in to make sure there wasn't a meeting going on right now, one could never be certain when a sudden meeting would pop up. With the den empty for now he led the way inside. "This is where they meet, I come here often to both listen and participate in meetings," his eyes moved to Zamba for a second so he could explain. "...and while it may not seem interesting to you, it is to me, for having a say in the future of the pride is a privilege not all lions get." He motioned with his muzzle to the room. "Go on, have a look around."
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 6:50 am
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Eager despite her brother's unfortunate comments, Gali quickly moved past her father and into the large den. Her eyes widened and she stared up at a ceiling that seemed miles away-- to her, anyway-- and then glanced around at the walls, trying to take in the whole room in one go. There were worn spots in the floor, places where the rock was smoother than the rock currently under her feet and had no traces of lingering dirt. The whole den was spotless, of course. Someone would have been shirking their duties if it wasn't clean.
Gali approached one of the worn places and inspected it curiously. "Are these the places for those on the council?" She asked her father, placing her paw in one of the smooth patches on the floor, worn away from what she took to be years of hard work for the pride.
At the far end of the room was a large fur that looked as if it was taken from a giant gazelle. Maybe there were smaller furs for the individual council members, ones only brought out during long council meetings, but it looked as if this one stayed here all of the time-- or maybe there was a meeting later Gali didn't know about. She didn't even have to ask her father who laid on that pelt. Her eyes glowing with interest, Gali slowly began slinking her way over, just to see it up close.
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