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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 1:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 2:14 pm
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It was a nice day.
If you liked poor weather, that is.
The clouds hounded around the sun, blocking the yellow rays from reaching the ground, casting the pride lands in a gray gloom. The overcast sky, ever blackening, brimmed on the verge of rain, and Dromio knew it would only be a matter of time before the skies released all that lovely water. They hadn’t had rain in a while- it was probably going to be good for the forest that the rains were finally upon them again. For the lions, however, it was just a hassle best avoided.
Moving through the pride, he could see it was much calmer than usual. Most were in their dens, waiting for the rain to come and, more importantly, pass. That was fine- it was a nice experience to see the pride so silent.
Very rare.
Smiling faintly, he moved forward, ignoring the few small droplets of water against the bridge of his nose as he found himself moving towards something small and purple. Very purple. “Hello there, little one,” he offered once he was close enough, “are you aware it’s going to rain soon?”
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 3:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 3:55 pm
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Dromio smiled. “Why?” he repeated, “well, I just thought your parents might not want you out in the rain on your own, that’s all.” He sat himself down, the light droplets of water still few and far between. There didn’t seem much need to go rushing for shelter just yet.
“I would be sad if someone so young ended up getting sick, but I suppose it’s nothing to worry about yet.” He smiled, watching the sky still. Though it was innocent enough for the time being, he knew rain was highly unpredictable. Chances were good that the rain would pick up quite a bit before passing on to another part of the land. If he knew his cubs were out playing when the rain threatened the pride, he would be worried. Though… he didn’t have cubs. At the moment, he didn’t want them. He’d only just started considering himself an adult, after all.
One thing at a time.
“Anyway, what’s your name, little one? I don’t think I’ve seen you around before. Have the nobles had another litter?” Lots of babies. Hopefully they wouldn’t be raised on the notion of their coat being the most important part of them. Dromio just didn’t believe that the only thing that mattered was fur.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 11:57 am
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She smile politely in response and conceded, 'Your quite right, they probably would or will worry should I be out in the rain but as you've pointed out, it's nothing to worry about yet.' It was grey, that much was true but the rain drops simply fell in a few rare patters of moisture at the moment, nothing to worry about. The summer had passed and soon unpredictable rains and monsoons would dominate the sky and subject it's raw force to the land below. Alfajiri was young however and had yet to experience a whole years worth of seasons and what each characteristically brought to the landscape, she'd learn quick enough though. The conversation continued and she turned her deep purple eyes upwards to stare confidently at the male, 'Alfajiri.' She stated simply and she nodded softly at his secondary question, 'Yes, my parents are Kivuli and Porphyra. My grandmother is Maua.' She observed him carefully for a reaction, it wasn't his parents names he was watching for a reaction to, she had seen her father bow and simply agree with her grandmother just to keep things sweet and her mother simply hushed. Even at her tender age she knew her grandmother would be someone most pride members, notably nobles, would have some opinion of.
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