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Taya had found a new habit on top of chewing on the plant that soothed her throat. Since her two cubs in the pride had grown up, she had taken up chewing on a bone. It wasn't even a whole bone, though - Just the non-knobbed end of some rabbit's femur. The end that poked out of her mouth as she walked was the portion that connected at the hip socket, while the end in her mouth was a broken-off point. It'd been moved around in her mouth so much that any jagged points had long been worn into rounded edges.
Gold eyes scanned the area as she trekked, having no particular destination today. She was on a break as a healer, finding some solace out in the pride's lands. Every sight and smell was familiar, every face known. She knew who all was a carrier, who was immune, and who was afflicted as she was. Which... She'd been having a good period, since her daughters had weened.... A very LONG good period, actually. She almost appeared to have changed status from diseased to immune, if not for the odd cough now and again, a tell-tale sign. At any rate, she'd been able to keep food down long enough that her bones no longer showed. One could no longer count her ribs individually on sight at a distance, and her coat had some shine to it. Had it ever had that before...?
She paused, spying one of the huntresses. She moved the bone a bit in her mouth, shifting it before she went over. "Hello, Taratibu! How are things today?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 7:16 pm
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It was unusual for her name to be called by a voice she didn't recognize. Unusual and suspicious. Oh, Taratubu knew intellectually that the Kitwana'antara was not a huge pride at all, and that it was theoretically possible for one person to know the names of every member, but that didn't mean she cared for the results. Especially not when they directly affected her.
Cerulean eyes flicked over in the direction the voice had come from. There was, unfortunately, only one individual who could have spoken. An older lioness, as dark as Taratibu for the most part, though without her more subtle markings. Someone who, she had to admit, looked familiar, but no one she cared to know by name.
The lioness offered a grunt of acknowledgement before resuming her own movement.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 7:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 8:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 8:13 pm
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Her fur ruffled more, starting to look more like an agitated bird than a lioness. Or like a male lion... No, more like a bird. She clamped her teeth on the bone, before simply following the striped lioness. If she was going to be so non-talkative, then she was simply going to follow.
The silence got Taya wondering, though. Why WAS she following this lioness? Had she ever even heard her say more than one word, or ANY words? As she glared after the striped backside, stubbornly keeping to whatever pace was set by the other, she continued to have trouble placing her paw on why she was getting so obsessed. Maybe it was the attitude... When Taya got the itch to be social, have more than a work relationship with another lion, she didn't take kindly to being brushed off... And she was being brushed off.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 8:28 pm
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