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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 11:37 am
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It was another beautiful day in the Nchi'mahadhi lands. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and once again Sononeka was in a foul mood. His mother and two siblings had just left on a little rhythm-hunting trip. Of course his mother had begged for him to go, but he refused over and over again until his mother just gave up and left. She would most likely try again next time, like she had done every other time previously.
Sononeka just wasn't cut out for life in this Pride. There were times he thought that he wasn't cut out for life in general. His attitude was just so different to those of his siblings, and all other Pride members he had met. Where others were happy, he was sad. Where others were excited, he was withdrawn. There was no reason for this, it was just how he was.
With a small sigh, the miserable juvenile exited the family den and made his way over to a shady spot underneath a tree. From there, he could look out over most of the surrounding area. And of course, he could look out for storms on the horizon.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 11:53 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 9:12 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 2:22 pm
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She really should learn to be more careful, only she was taken aback by his manners, and bowed her own head slightly, the glinting beads falling over her ears momentarily. She decided she should be gentle with the juvenile, she sincerely hoped that her appearance hadn't freaked him out. She noticed his jewelery as he moved, and couldn't help but think it looked like dark rain droplets, falling from his teal tipped paws. "I'm Nyesha'Densi." She introduced herself, "But you can call me Nyesha, Or Nye, if you'd like." She spoke softly, blue eyes widened.
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 1:23 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 11:02 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 5:39 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 4:39 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 2:49 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 8:39 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 2:15 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 9:06 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 1:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 3:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 3:42 pm
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At this point, Sononeka began to wonder if he was dreaming. Was the Goddess of Rain really trying to help him find his rhythm? It all just seemed too good to be true, but at the same time, he was sure that it was real.
As the rain pitter pattered on the ground, he listened closely to it. His eyes slowly began to close as he concentrated harder and harder. Eventually, all he could hear was the sound of the rain and his own steady breathing. And that's when he heard it. A unique series of beats, one after the other. After only hearing it once, he repeated it over and over in his head until it was committed to memory.
It was his rhythm. Or at least, he thought it was. When he opened his eyes, he stared at the Goddess, looking shocked all over again. "I think I found it."
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