[PRP] Something New

[underthered]

Lefika sat at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the sea. She watched as the waves rippled and twisted and crashed into the rocks below. She observed all the artistic curves and sways. It was like the ocean was dancing. Yes, the ocean was very passionate today.

As for herself, Lefika was troubled. It had been several weeks since her son had left to find himself. It had only taken Lefika a few days to find her muse. She knew it would take Sepoko much longer, Sepoko was always so repressed. But... she hadn't been apart from her youngest son for so long since he was born. Sepoko was anxious, timid, and self-sacrificing to a fault. He wasn't a fighter, and he didn't have much self confidence to go on either. Would he be able to make it on his own?

In doubt, Lefika turned her eyes to the sky for guidance. A cloud shifted, letting warm light fall down onto her face. Don't worry about it, it seemed to say. She sighed. "I know," she told the sky. "But I cannot help myself."

Dropping her head, she returned to watching the dance of the ocean. Passionate seas... passionate seas probably meant change was coming...  

[Lord_Nobile]

Demani was going for his every-day walk. He was stepping on rocks and they were fairly warm. Some little stones crackled beneath his big, but not big enough, paws. There was a gentle and warm breeze runnning through the air and Demani's mane was shaking. The young lion looked up in the sky and his red eyes got filled with the clouds and cliffs he was seing on the horizon.
He dropped his head down again and he got surprised when seing a shadow silhouette sitting on the edge of a cliff. He didn't see what the creature was because it far away from the lion. Demani wasn't sure if he should get closer to the thing but curiosity got the best of him and he started taking big steps while getting closer to the creature. While he was walking he felt the rocks beneath his paws even warmer than before. He was very nervous. When he got close enough to see that the "creature" is actually a lioness he felt a little relief but he was still worried. Should he try and talk to her? He got even closer to the lioness and saw she was looking at the sky. What a coincidence! That was his favourite thing to do. He was really curious why was the lioness looking at the sky. Most of the lions he'd met told him that the fact that he enjoyed looking at the sky had made him twice as werid as he was. He felt it would be indecently for him to ask "why are you looking at the sy?" so he just sat next to her on the cliff, looked at the sky and managed to mumble "Beautiful, isn't it?". From this point of view he could see the lioness' face and she was gorgeous. He even blushed just from looking at her so he turned his head to the sky again.  

[underthered]

Lefika heard the other approaching from far, far away, but she paid him no mind. It wasn't her business to tell creatures where they could and could not go, and these were open and free lands. She would continue of going about her business communing with the sky, and she would let the traveler go about his or her own business as well.

As it turned out, though, the traveler decided to make it their business to accompany Lefika on her rocky perch. She made no move to greet or shoo her newfound company, felt no need to acknowledge them in any way. If they wanted her attention, they would ask for it, and if they wanted to be left well alone, they would remain quiet, and that would be that. From the corner of her eye she saw an interestingly olive-toned young male take his place just behind and diagonal to her. Then he spoke, and finally she rolled her head back to glance at him. "Indeed," she agreed. "She is in top form today, but I fear the old girl may be bracing herself to weep upon the wide world. Look." She pointed at the horizon, where clouds gray as her own eyes gathered. "Her eyelids droop." She shook her head. "I hate it when she cries, but she does it to nourish us all. It is her sacrifice." With that, she returned her eyes to the sky.  

[Lord_Nobile]

Demani just couldn't stop looking at her beautiful eyes and when she told him that it was going to rain he looked at the sky and he noticed the beautiful grey clouds hanging on it. One of them was the exact coulour as the female's eyes. Demani turned his head to the lioness again and said: "Uhmmm... I'm Demani and it's really nice to meet you!" after these words the young lion would usually say something like and what's your name but in that case he would rather wait and see if the lioness would show any interest to him. He didn't meet lionesses very often so when he did he was very happy to meet someone of his species though it was a pleasure for him to talk to other species too. He was a very strange lion. When he would meet different species, leopards or cheetas, he would love to talk to them and see if they're "enemies" or not. He was usually calm and seldom got mad and when he did he just sat there quietly trying his best to hold his anger.  

[underthered]

He was staring. He was staring, quite decisively and obviously, at Lefika. What manner of staring was this? In return, the stoic lioness shot a blank stare right back. It wasn't a glaring, and it wasn't questioning, it was merely analyzing, trying to size the boy up. He was skittish and nervous for sure, and he didnt' say much for himself. Polite he was, yes, but stiflingly so, and far too reserved for his own good and his own age. Lefika sniffed and nodded, bowing her head a little in greeting. "A pleasure," she told him, but did not return her own name. A name was a precious thing, not to be given freely to just anyone who walked by. If he wanted her name, he would ask for it proper. With that, her eyes returned to sky watching and meditation as long as the nervous, infatuated young boy behind her would allow.