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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 10:15 pm
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Sometimes - nay, most times - it just seemed easier to Alastriona to stay inside and dream of better things. She was young still and "better things" involved little more than fields of blooming grass and the sound of laughing children ringing across the land, the latter of which she still might have caught if she had bothered to venture outside. But the point was that she had little to compare her life to, so there was little she could imagine beyond it.
She knew there were those that would have considered her past-time a waste; a waste of her childhood, a waste of the still relatively healthy energy she had most day, a waste of the ability to play. She knew those things could soon desert her, but somehow, in the grand scheme of things, that didn't seem to matter so much. After all, what more could a young lioness want when she could surround herself with all the beauty and health in the world simply by letting her mind wander a little bit?
Her deep, purple eyes followed Soifra as she entered the den. Alastriona quite liked her sister's dark coat, and she guessed that it came from their mother. The silver cub had few memories of the lioness that had given birth to them, but she liked to imagine that she could see hints of her mother in her sisters.
"Hi Soifra," she greeted her sibling with a smile. "Did you follow him any?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2011 9:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 8:33 am
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Alastriona nodded. She could empathize with her sister's situation. The shortness of breath and lack of energy were both symptoms that she, too, dealt with on a daily basis, although unlike Soifra, Alastriona seemed less inclined to attempt activities that would exacerbate them. She quite admired her sister for her determination, though, so there was nothing she could say about or against it. Maybe one of these days, though, she would follow after their father as well and see for herself what it was that patrolling entailed.
"Stories?" The silver cub's eyes widened, as though she was genuinely surprised. "Well, they're not stories, Soifra," she said with a giggle, stretching herself out against the wall of the den. "They could happen, you know. They're like predictions or something."
That half her stories were physically impossible didn't seem to stop her from insisting that they were. Then again, to Alastriona, they seemed as real and plausible as anything else. "What kind of 'story' do you want, then?" She added, always willing to share her experiences with her siblings. Or, indeed, anyone ready to listen.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 8:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 8:45 pm
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"The ocean?" She echoed, thinking back. She didn't know much about the ocean, only what their father had told them. It was big, and it was water, and it ate up the sand when it was hungry. That was what she knew. It was just enough to get a picture in her mind, but that was really all Alastriona needed to spin a story out of.
She had a knack for this sort of thing, and when she told a story, the words just seemed to flow. There wasn't much thinking involved, just picturing, and then the relaying of that picture into words. The process itself happened almost automatically.
"Well," she cleared her throat before beginning. "The ocean is pretty big, right. Daddy says when you stand on one end, you can't see the other. But how d'you think it got so big? It must've started out small, like us, just a baby pool of water. And then it got hungry. So it reached out for some food - but it was a little bit scared, so it snatched its hand back before anything could bit it. Then it reached out again... for some sand, then snatched it back again, real quick." She said, picture the waves against a beach, which in her mind didn't so much roll and dash. "And as it ate the sand, the grew bigger and bigger and bigger, until it was so big that you couldn't see the whole thing at once. And all because it took a chance and reached out for some food."
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 11:42 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 7:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 9:59 pm
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