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 Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 8:32 am
Ever since her joining the pride and the whole fiasco with getting lost (a rather shameful incident that Mishaal was quite intent on forgetting... unfortunately, Atesh, her savior and now her good friend, seemed equally intent on never letting her live it down. But it was hardly Mishaal's fault that directions had never been on strong suit), the fiery lioness had been intent on proving herself. How, she wasn't quite sure.
She was a good fighter, but perhaps nothing too spectacular when placed next to the Firekin, and she was a good soldier, but that was as much thanks to the higher-ups and their handling of discipline as it was to her natural inclination toward following orders (but to be honest, she had none).
An apprentice was exactly what Mishaal thought she needed. Somebody to train, to push, to teach to follow orders without question. That last was so crucial to the smooth functioning of the army, and she figured that if she could teach somebody to meld into the framework set out for formidable Firekin army, perhaps that would be enough to prove her worth.
So here she was today, ready to meet her new apprentice.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 4:17 pm
It wasn't that long ago that Aithne was told of her new teacher, at first she was excited to learn about what she was going to be learning about, generally excited about spending time with a teacher but yet at the same time she was very unhappy. she had never heard of this lioness in her life and Aithne was basically a very big brat in many different ways. she didn't care about many except for herself and her family. However there was something she did care very strongly about and that was her leaning how to fight and be the best she could. And if she didn't know who this lioness was by name she had no clue why her father or her mother would pair her with them. She was so unhappy.
Because of that she wasn't in that much of a race to wake up in the morning and head over there. She wasn't getting up quickly and running over to see what was going on. She was being a bit of a bum and she didn't care. She stopped for a moment to see her sister before her sister kicked her out of the den to go spend time with her teacher and this time she knew for real that she had to do what she was told to do other wise she knew that she was going to get in trouble.
She moved slowly taking her time before she finally spotted th spot that she was going to spend time at with her teacher. She looked around before she spotted the lioness. What was her father thinking? The liones was once an outside and not even an entire firekin. Aith was just bring a brat though. She wandered up slowly to the lioness and then spoke boldly. "Are you Mishaal?" She demanded.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 8:00 pm
The lioness in question was not the most tolerant of lions. On the contrary, she had little patience for unruliness, and even less for tardiness - especially from a youngster that had pledged to learn from her. Had it been any other lion, Mishaal might have turned around and simply left, but that would only have given her new pupil an equally poor first impression and pride prevented her from doing so.
By the time the little red cub finally emerged, her teacher's patience had worn thin. Mishaal looked the cub over, even as she slowly approached, and fixed a steely gaze upon her. Clearly, this one needed a double dose of that good old army discipline.
"You must be Aithne," she said flatly, ignoring the cub's question. That was not how the chain of command worked. The superiors got to talk, and that was it. A first lesson, perhaps, for little Aithne, who seemed already to be completely unused to authority. "You're late." She added pointedly.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 8:20 pm
Aithne knew that she was being bratty. Well Aithne knew that generall she was one big brat and acted like one often. She really didn't care and it would take a lot to get her to stop acting that way. This was just day one and Aithne normally got worse. Much worse. She didn't care about other's feelings and the only others that she cared to please was her parents and older siblings. She cared about her family in most cases but there was no denying she just wasn't going to give in and listen to an adult, or at least not just any adult that she had never heard of before! She wouldn't stand for that at all.
She looked at the lioness, her face was generally bored, she flopped down on her haunches in front of the older lioness and lazily began to scratch behind her ear. "I guess I am." She stated rolling her eyes before she stopped scratching her ear, shifting then giving the lioness a serious face. "Maybe you're just early?" She suggested to the lioness flicking her tail around before talking once again. "What are we doing today because I want to go do stuff later today."
[[Short responce is short, sorry :c]]
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 8:39 pm
Everything that was wrong with this picture seemed to bombard the lioness at once, and she fought the urge to correct it all in one go. Clearly, this was going to take time and energy, neither of which she imagined she had enough to spare, but she had made a commitment and wild horses wouldn't be able to drag her away now. She took a breath, and steeled herself for what seemed to be a long and grueling task ahead.
"You don't guess, soldier, you know," she snapped, going into Officer mode. If she was going to be responsible for this little one's training, then by god, she was going to do it right. Mishaal may not have been a Firekin by blood, but she was as much one in spirit as any other lion in desert. She wasn't about to stop until she had proven that much to Aithne. "And when you know you're late, you don't just sit there looking like that. I expect a 'Sorry, ma'am!' as loud as you can make it. If you have any doubts that I can't here it, you make it louder. I don't want to have to ask you to repeat anything."
Using a paw in order to physically push the juvenile into the stiff-backed, proper posture of a lion at attention, she grabbed at the flicking tail. "You snap to attention when you see someone with more authority than yourself - in your case, every soldier, no matter her rank. You sit like this and you don't flick your tail or scratch your ear until you hear 'At ease' and even then you don't do either. Your commanding officer never has to wait for you; you wait for your officer, is that understood?"
She fixed her steely gaze upon Aithne's. "Today, we work on discipline." She said shortly. "And you don't get to leave until you do every damn thing right. I will keep you here all night. It's time you learned the meaning of falling in line."
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 2:21 pm
Aithne Stared at the lioness Her look was basically very unamused. She didn't want to hear what the lioness was speaking of she didn't want to hear it at all. A blank expression was on her face as she started up at the lioness. She was going to let her finish before she began talking. However Aithne wasn't really thinking that much about what the lioness was trying ot tell her. She was hard headed. She didn't want to deal with it. She wanted to be out doing something else she felt like she had something better to do with her time. She could be doing much more around the pride, like annoying some one else who mattered. What was her father thinking!
She rolled her eyes before she spoke, "I don't ma'am anyone except my mother." She growled angrily up at the lioness. She didn't enjoy anyone telling her what to do, she didn't even enjoy it some times when her parents told her, but she delt with them telling her better then others. she puffed out her chest before standing up as she looked up at the lioness. "I'm NOT going to just up at your company and I'm NOT going to wait for anyone. So no it's not understood." She rolled her eyes. "You're supposed to teach me to fight not discipline. My parents are supposed to do that." She told the lioness stubbornly. By the way Aithne acted you probably would have never guessed that Aithne was raised by the regents. Not only that but you would think that she was raised by a horrible lion. Aithne was something strange. She liked to do what she wanted and she didn't like to take no as an answer to anything. Which would explain why she wasn't going for this whole teacher thing. She flopped back on her haunches as she looked at the lioness not really happy to know what else she wanted to say. She really just wanted to go home at the moment. She didn't understand why she just couldn't go and do that.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 8:32 pm
"But clearly, your parents haven't," Mishaal said pointedly. She didn't mean any insult to the Regents, for whom she had nothing but respect. They were kind and fair leaders, but clearly something had gone wrong with Aithne. "You don't get to be a soldier without discipline, and if you don't get enough at home, you certainly will with me."
She stared at the little cub with a steely gaze. Apparently, the message wasn't quite getting through to Aithne. "If you don't learn discipline, you don't get to fight." She said simply. Learning to fight was a reward, as well as a goal that Aithne would have to work towards. Discipline was a boring, more grueling part of becoming a soldier, but it was very bit as vital as fighting skill and talent. For most of the Firekin, the latter was the simpler part.
"If you don't like that, you can run back to your parents and whine about it, but I imagine they'll agree that it's time you grew up a little bit." She added.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 12:49 pm
Aithne looked up at the lioness, her eyes were bright intense and pretty angry. She didn't like the way the lioness was just speaking of her parents that was for sure. She stomped her feet a few times before growling at the lioness. "You have no right to talk about my parents like that. They raise us just fine. They are raising cubs and taking care of the pride and this whole drought situation." When Aithne needed to be she was pretty mature for her age, she knew a lot more then she let on. She didn't like it when anyone spoke badly about any of her family. if there was one thing that she was very protective of and respectful of that was her family. Not many others. Anyone else would have to work very, very hard.
"What are you doing? Spending your time trying to get some where training me?" She stared up at the lioness, she sat up straight starting to dig her claws into the sand under her feet. "I have no reason to respect you yet. I don't know you. You haven't introduced yourself." She shook her head once again before stepping forward once again. "I don't even know if you can fight but yet you're bossing me around like you've known me all along and speaking ill about my parents." She rolled her eyes again. She was a very stubborn little thing, with a anger to follow it. She was very angry but she was trying her hardest to behave herself and for that matter she knew that the lioness was much bigger than her and she wouldn't get that far either way.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 6:56 pm
A half-amused smile made its way onto Mishaal's face as she regarded the little lioness before her. Now, this was a situation that could get old fast, and she knew that if she didn't control it soon, it would only end in failure for the both of them. And that would be unacceptable.
"I speak no ill of your parents. They do more for this pride than you or I could ever imagine. They're not the problem." She said with a small shrug. "You, on the other hand..." She added in an undertone. It was more to herself than the cub, and more a means to contemplate her next step than anything else.
"Well, if an invitation is what you're looking for, princess, my name is Mishaal." She said, regarding the cub's posture in this moment of what seemed akin to rage. It was decent, she remarked, which didn't much surprise her. Aithne didn't seem at all incapable, just... difficult. "You know, I wouldn't be here if I couldn't fight." She pointed out. "Your father and his General make doubly sure of that. And it doesn't matter how long I've known you. When you become a real soldier, you're going to have to take orders from whoever has the authority, regardless of whether you know them or not.
"It starts from here. You have to get used to it. There's no coddling once you get out there."
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