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 Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 2:21 am
Pacing around gave the atmosphere around her a very unsettling feeling. The dark red lioness had felt this way ever since Tunda had disappeared and she had no idea what to do now. There was a part of her that wanted to throw in the towel but she had to remind herself that Walimi and Kingune needed her. It had been a few days since the pride had successfully made their move and she felt that now was the time to talk to Walimi now that they were semi-settled.
Since she was busy trying to find Tunda, Biti didn't really get a chance to talk to her other children to see if how they were faring with the move and losing their sister. Her attempt to stay positive seemed almost futile but she knew she had to put on a brave face. A part of her wanted to believe that Tunda had just gotten lost somewhere but now that it had been almost a week, there was hardly any hope left in her.
So she waited around in their new den for Tunda to return home and she had a million thoughts running through her head.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 1:49 pm
Things were not going as well as the young male would have liked. Walimi had known things would be tough coming into it- he had known moving an entire pride wouldn’t go smoothly. But to have it hit so close to home was not something he would have expected. His own sister lost and away from her family. And for so long! Each passing day, he knew, diminished the chances of ever finding her. However, the male wasn’t one to give into despair. At least, not yet.
Not when he had a disheartened mother and a distraught sister to think about. His own feelings on the matter would have to wait. For the time being, he needed to be strong.
He needed to wear the mane in the family, right? So he needed to do his best to ensure his family kept their hopes up, even if he knew, in the back of his mind, that things were getting a bit on the grim side in terms of ever finding their beloved Tunda. All the same, such gloomy thoughts wouldn’t change fate. Perhaps the answer lied in keeping hopeful. Keeping up the search. For his younger sister, who had lost a best friend, he would force himself to keep away from the darker thoughts that threatened to reveal the reality of the situation.
Sighing to himself, the young male moved to their new den, his mind repeating his resolve. Don’t be glum- don’t let hope fade. All will be well.
All will be well.
Seeing his mother, the male brought up his head, a deep breath attempting to fill him with the confidence he now found harder and harder to hold onto. “Mother,” he offered softly, moving towards her, “how are you today?”
Not exactly brimming with hope and comfort, but he was still young. Wise words were not yet stored in his vocabulary. The best he could do was keep looking for his sister and be there for his family.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 2:55 pm
There were times when she thought that she was just going to break down. Biti constantly had to remind herself about the rest of her family. She would be no use to them if she couldn't even manage her own emotions. Walimi was supposed to return home soon and she thought that she might as well talk to him now rather than later. They were so young... Why did her children have to go through something like this? It was terrible.
Biti had been gazing thoughtfully at the ground as if searching for something. She saw movement out of the corner of her eye and smiled weakly when she saw her oldest son approaching.
"Hello Walimi." As a mother, she was very glad to see her son. Having him around was something she would not take for granted. "I've been better. Just been thinking a lot. How are you doing today?" It was easier to conceal her feelings from Kingune because she was younger but she couldn't do quite the same with Walimi. She knew that he would be able to tell.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 6:50 pm
He frowned. She seemed upset, though he imagined it was only normal to be. After everything had happened, who wouldn’t have it weighing heavily on their shoulders? If he could do something to help, he would. In a heartbeat. Perhaps the only thing he could do was try and be of comfort. Wait for that moment where he could prove himself more useful.
Assuming it ever came.
If only he were older- then he would be able to be more of a help in trying to find his missing sister. Hope could be more than just something to cling to. He could have the will to act on it, too.
“I’m alright,” he offered, “considering… well, everything. I just wish there was more I could do… I feel kind of like I’m useless here.”
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