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 Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 12:55 pm
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Izulu frowned as he stalked through the trees, his stomach grumbling irritably at him and only growing worse with each step. His mother had wandered off again and he was too little to get himself food, let alone try and feed his brothers too. Who knew where dad was, although, he was willing to bet that his momma was by that big old rock again. She always went back there, and she always seemed surprised to see one of them – almost as if she had forgotten she was supposed to be watching them. Regardless, Izulu had yet to see her as a bad mother – quite the opposite in fact. He adored his mother, probably for her playfulness, but he was already beginning to realize that she was in over her head. When you had a child smarter than you, it was bound to happen.
“Momma,” he whined out as the pale lioness came into view, “I’m hungry.” There was a pout on his maw and an obvious trust of her in his eyes that he allowed to no one else. With her, he wasn’t mean, he wasn’t unkind, he simply was mother’s little boy. Every mother needed one of those, frankly, and it was probably good for Kimia that the one that stuck to her like glue just happened to have a good head on his shoulders most days. He trotted the last few paces to the rock, waddling in that way that only cubs seemed to do.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 1:38 pm
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Kimia was surprised to see one of her little darlings, and a little disappointed too! Why hadn't that been Adamu? She pouted but quickly grew happy again and giggled, shifting and moving down from the rock to cuddle Izulu. He had so much blue on him, though he did look a lot like his father. All three of her boys did!
"Oh? Well let's go get you something to eat!" They would have to find the huntresses of the pride, Kimia was very poor in hunting. She did try though.... but she tended to hunt odd things like squirrels and turtles. "Would you like to learn how to catch a turtle?" She asked, looking thrilled that she'd thought of the idea. He probably wouldn't, but if he did she wouldn't have to hunt for him! And that meant more time for playing and cuddling, both of which she saw as much more important than eating.
After all, she'd spent her whole life with no family and now that she had it... well she just wanted the love from it. "And then Izzy and mommy can play a game, would you like that, hmm?" She ruffled a paw lightly through his dark mane, giggling again.
Those poor cubs!
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 2:01 pm
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As she moved down to snuggle with him, a soft purr emerged from his tiny maw, and he moved closer to her comfortably. His little paws kneaded at her body and his head nuzzled against any part of her he could reach. No, he wasn’t all that spoiled. Of course, almost as soon as she had started to snuggle with him, she was talking about getting up and moving again. He huffed slightly at this, but said nothing – she could probably step on him intentionally and he wouldn’t blame her for it. His only weakness in that tough façade seemed to be his mother. As well it was, for he needed someone to love.
“Good, because my belly is starting to roar at me,” he said irritably, as if his belly was doing him a great injustice. Of course, her next question caused him to look a little confused and he wrinkled his brows up at her, “can you eat a turtle, mum? It’s all hard and stuff.” He leaned against her with his brows still furrowed, honestly trying to think of how to eat something like that. He imagined it probably tasted oddly too, and the thought made him wrinkle up his nose.
“I guess we can play a game, but what kind of game?” he knew his mom liked to play games a lot, which meant he didn’t play them very often with other cubs simply because she tired him out from them all. It was nice sometimes, though.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 2:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 8:34 am
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Izulu watched her silently for a moment, trying to image cracking open a turtle shell and eating the ‘soft tasty’ insides. As a cub, the thought was a little disturbing, but if that’s what his momma wanted to do then that’s what he’d eat! “No no, we can go find a turtle, I’ve never tried one..” he said, trailing off at the end. He couldn’t say that it was his first pick for a meal, but he certainly thought everything was worth trying once. Hey, maybe his momma was right this time? Maybe turtles actually were good – after all, the chances of her messing up all the time were pretty low.
He blinked as she nudged him, immediately pushing himself up onto his paws and beginning to trot in a semi-circle around her. “Well, maybe we should decide what to play after I eat, yeah?” he said with as big a smile as he could manage. Of course, leap frog sounded horrible. He’d be full and didn’t want to be jumping around with a full belly – especially not on with a water-creature in the title. That was a little too much like a turtle.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 8:27 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 12:22 pm
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Although his mom was watching out rather carefully for any lions or creatures that might pose a harm to either of them, she was still not paying too much attention to little Izulu himself. With a little huff to his breaths, he was struggling to keep up, little feet working at three or more times the pace that his mother was achieving with her longer legs. “Slow down, mom, I’m small..” he whined softly, barely just staying at her heels. He loved her, but she was so forgetful!
“So why did you ever decide that turtles looked good to eat?” he asked rather suddenly, glancing up at her between hurried little spurts of trying to keep up. She was going to run him ragged if she kept this up. “I mean, they’re all hard and such, and I wouldn’t honestly think to eat them..” He trailed off, hoping that he hadn’t hurt her feelings – but it was the truth. Who looked at a turtle and thought ‘mmm, tasty!’.
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 5:10 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 7:10 pm
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He furrowed his brows up at his mother as she sounded so surprised at him being tiny. Did she just realize that? He shook his head with a small smile, utterly amused with her despite her silliness. She was a strange lioness, his mother, and he couldn’t help but be amused with her sometimes. Even as a cub, he felt like he needed to help her and protect her, although he couldn’t do much protecting right now. He thought it was her personality – that silly quality that made her seem so innocent.
“Oh,” he said with a little frown as he took a leap to catch up with her, having stopped long enough to think about it. He sidled up to her, walking beside her with a little purr on his maw as he tried to think it over. Well, he couldn’t see how she had gotten the turtle’s shell off – but he did realize that she must have first done it because she was very hungry. “Well, that makes sense, but I don’t think I would have ever thought about actually eating a turtle.”
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2007 4:08 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 9:40 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 7:27 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 4:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 7:35 am
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