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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 10:46 am
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Today, Filou knew, was going to be a good day. Good, to him, meant interesting, and that was an excellent thing for an often-bored cub. Interesting meant lots of things, but to Filou is always held a decent amount of danger - what was something fun unless it had a risk, a chance to fail? That wasn't truly fun.
He trotted out of his den, moving quietly so that his departure would, if not go unnoticed, at least not make a stir,and off in the direction of his goal for the day. He... wasn't actually sure what that goal was, totally, but it should be interesting, and that was all that mattered.
Despite his intelligence, Filou was still a very small cub, and as such wasn't likely to win any physical battles any time soon - but in the realm of the intellect he was confident of his skills, and eager to test them against someone other than his littermates. Now, to find an interesting target... There had to be someone around here who would work. Maybe even an older cub. Setting himself against an elder would be a fantastic test of his skills.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 8:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 9:02 pm
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Filou was all too aware of the older male and his intent to ignore him. In fact, it intrigued him a little - clearly he wasn't beneath the other's notice, or he wouldn't be ignored quite so fiercely. Oh, yes, this could be very interesting indeed. Smiling a little to himself, the dark cub turned on the spot and began to shadow the elder, never getting too close, but making it obvious that he had no intent to let him go on his way without interacting.
The mimicking of his motions was just to be annoying. Irritation could be just as much fun as true anger in certain doses. He didn't speak, not yet - the time to talk would come, but not yet. Filou didn't know the other male, but that was no surprise, considering that he didn't really know anyone outside of his own litter at this point.
That would change, though - after all, the more toys the better!
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 8:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 9:12 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 11:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 12:17 pm
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There was the reaction he had been hoping for, and... oh, so much more. Filou fought down a shiver of delight upon seeing the twisted smirk the older lion now bore. To be sure, this was a dangerous situation; he wasn't old enough nor strong enough to take the bigger male if it came down to a fight, not yet. But he still had no intention of fighting anyway, unless he had to.
But that promise of pain, and of blood that he could see in the blue eyes of the other was so very tempting, whether he was looking at him or away. The other was fully expecting to provoke him just a little more, Filou could see it even without the knowledge of his demon, though for what and why he was still uncertain of. So instead of doing anything that might provoke a reaction that he wasn't capable of dealing with (yet),, for the moment he would do... absolutely nothing. Sitting back on his haunches, Filou proceeded to feign fascination at a flock of birds flying overhead.
He knew perfectly well how to look like a distracted, stupid cub with a weak or nonexistent demon - he had seen enough young slaves around to get the image right - but in reality he was still perfectly aware of the blue-eyed demon who wasn't quite staring him down, and primed to react in whatever way might prove necessary.
It was a waiting game, now.
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 6:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 1:46 pm
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Huzzah, his goal had succeeded! Perhaps boring the older lion might have seemed like a bad idea to other cubs, but Filou needed to test his limits and his ability to manipulate. Since his tactic had proven so successful here, he was now confident that he could use it again elsewhere, probably to an even greater effect.
But that was for later. For now he cautiously crept back from the older cub, and quite deliberately flicked another pebble straight at him, crouching down to hid behind a sheltering rock in case he was seen. Would the older male be intelligent enough to realize it was him? Would he challenge him? Would there be a fight and bloodshed and glorious carnage?
A part of him hoped so. He would be ridiculously disappointed if nothing fun happened now. Perhaps if there had been another juvenile around, he could have tricked them into fighting each other... now there was a wonderful sight; others tearing each other to pieces at his beck and call, all while unaware that someone else was pulling the strings.
But if he wanted to do that someday, he was going to have to work his way up to it, and this, at least,was a good start.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2012 6:19 am
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 7:18 pm
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Oops. Well, this was an unforeseen complication. Filou was young, yet, and had no idea what to do when confronted about one of his little plans. Perhaps he should take a little more time before planning his next scheme to cause chaos amongst the other youngsters. He didn't answer the older lion - not now, not yet, not in this encounter. There might be a time when he would have to genuinely fight the maroon-ish male, but now wasn't it. A small cub, no matter how cunning, stood no chance against an older demon.
And as much as the prospect of bloodshed excited him, having his face clawed out would only serve to cause him problems reaching his future goal - scars were good, but he needed his eyes! And so for now the little cub slunk away, content with this small victory. After all, he had learned a lot about what - and what not - to try on other demons!
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 3:05 am
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