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 Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 4:23 pm
-- RP log between Kinga, Uka, Muhali Even now, she did not understand what was going on. At least... not really. All she knew was that something had changed; it was what had changed that she could not quite put her paw on. It remain a mystery to her, and sadly, seeing as how she was not all that used to pondering stuff over (especially not anything that had to do with her feelings and her relationships with others - those were best kept natural and without much thought), Kinga was padding around in the metaphorical dark.
At least... that's what it seemed like to her as she crept out of the burrowed hole that she and Maji had found the previous day. Dawn was only just beginning to crack and as she looked behind her, she was pleased to note that the other dog remain sound asleep. With a nod of her head, the female slipped off towards the nearby jungle trees, keen on both exploring and perhaps hunting some small game for breakfast.
No doubt, the last thing the brown dog expected was to break through the jungle foliage after a bit of walking and finding a beautiful, sandy beach spread before her eyes. Stepping out of the jungle carefully, Kinga looked around before approaching the salty water, her nose dipping to sniff at it's surface without coming into contact with it, "Weird..." she murmured, her tail swishing behind her, her mirth showing even in such subtle movements."Drinking," called out a voice from nearby, "You're doing it wrong!" the words were followed by a succession of giggles before the voice's owner showed herself; out from behind a tree stepped out a curios lithe lioness. Her frame seemed to indicate the fact she MUST be a child, but something about the way her eyes shone, with knowledge no child should ever posses, said otherwise, "You can't drink that water!" a pause as she considered this, then smiled, "Then again, go ahead! Might be fun!" most curious was the fact that upon her back, two blue wings remain calmly folded, twitching with the morning breeze, waiting to be used.The dog, whom had been so busy staring and sniffing at the water, jumped a foot in the air before she turned around; it was clear she'd been startled, as the hair along her back stood on edge, her eyes wide as she gazed at the small lioness. Were those... were those wings? Did lions have wings? She was sure lions didn't have wings.... lions, last she checked, did not have wings. However, this lithe one did. In fact, her tail was also strange; rather than ending in the normal fluff that she'd seen on lions before, hers resembled that of a leopard, big, bushy and fluffy.
There was something odd about the lioness, and it had nothing to do with the physical things that Kinga could spot on her, "Uh," for a moment, she faltered, "Who are you anyhow?""Ah, but isn't it rude to ask for one's name before offering yours?" another voice rung, and out of the trees that the lioness have come from, a large bulky lion followed. If the female was small, the male was huge; not in comparison, but rather simply by nature and all by his own right. It was clear that had he been placed beside a naturally large male, he'd have still looked huge in comparison, "One should offer their names before asking for others'. Especially if one is running around someone else's home, hmmmm?" the male sat himself on the ground, curling his tail around his frame. Curiously, just like the female, he too had wings; his were huge and remain partially spread, as if to add size to his already intimidating frame.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 4:56 pm
"Ah!" came the small lioness' word as she brought a paw to her maw, "Uka's right! If you want my name, you need to tell me yours!" there was a mild pause, and her eyes lidded slightly, something in her blue depths signaling that she had something or other of importance in her mind, "Uka always tells me I shouldn't talk to strangers-"
"You shouldn't."
"-but if I know your name, and you know ours, then surely we're not strangers any more!" she looked strangely proud of her deduction, her head held high as she puffed herself out.
Kinga, however, did not seem all that measured by the small lioness' words. In fact, if anything, she looked even more put off than she had before, her eyes straying up to the large male that had taken a seat by by the blue cub-like female. Something told her that she would do well in turning around and simply walking away from the beach, however, the natural curiosity she was so notorious for struck her in place and kept her staring, "Uhhhh..." she said unintelligently, unable to kick her mind out of second gear.
The large male watched the wild dog, and then he arched a brow, a fluid movement, dry, devoid of mirth, "Your name, girl. Your name," he drawled out, causing the wild dog to jump again. He contrasted spectacularly with the happy, cheerful lithe female by his side. It would have been hilarious to an onlooker, no doubt.
Kinga would have found it hilarious, really, had she not found her mind lagging in understanding what was going on, "Uhhh Kinga," he said uncertainly, as if not entirely aware of what her name was, or even what she was doing there. Was she dreaming? Maybe she was dreaming and she was still curled up against Maji in that cave they'd found. Actually, that sounded like a good idea and a good explanation.
"Nope!" came the female's shrill voice as she finally left her companion's side in order to pad up to the Dog, "That's not your name!" she looked over her shoulder to the large lion and tilted her head, "That's not her name, is it?"
"Nope," came the male's answer as he stared at them, his face blank, as if he were indifferent towards the situation that was taking place, "That's not her name," he drawled, his head leaning to one side to preen one of his outstretched wings in what could have been boredome.
"What do you think her name is?" continued the cub like lioness, whom had seemingly taken a liking to Kinga; she'd draped her arms around the startled dog and was currently rubbing her head on her frame, purring like a motorcycle, "What's her name, Uka? Do you think it's Irrationality? Is that her name? Tell me what her name is!"
The male withdrew his head from his wing and lifted it in the air, almost as if making a show of pondering something out, "Hmmmmm......" he murmured after a moment, then lowered his head to gaze at the two females, "No," he drawled, "It's not Irrationality," then after the lioness let out a shocked gas of what could have been mock horror, he continued, "No, Muhali. It's not irrationality. It's denial. Her name is Denial. She's in denial."
"You don't say!"
"I do."
"But you're always in denial too!"
"Surely not."
"You see? You see? I'm right! I'm right!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 3:17 pm
As the two lions seemed to bicker back and forth, Kinga found herself watching them, still shell shocked enough that she made no move to run away from. Instead, her eyes were large as she felt the female drap her arms around her, cuddling her, her long fluffy tail wrapping around both their forms. She was being treated as if she were an oversized teddy bear, "No, no," she called out, visibly confused, "My name IS Kinga!" her brows knitted into a deep V as she tried to make sense out of the madness that was taking form in front of her, "My name is not Denial! That's a really weird name to call someone by anyhow. And it's not my name. It's Kinga," she allowed herself to offer a firm nod, as if reassuring herself with such simple movement.
The lioness that had been busy yelling back and forth with the large male turned to look up at Kinga, her large blue eyes wide with what looked like surprise. She gasped, mock shocked again (or maybe she really WAS shocked, it was really hard to tell), "Really?" she asked in that chirpy voice, "Really, really? Your name is really Kinga? It's not Denial?" She looked over her shoulder at the Male, cupping her maw with her paws as she let go of Kinga, "Didja hear that, Uka? Her name is not denial!"
"Sure could have fooled me," came the male's answering call, "Mayhaps she's also in denial about that."
The tiny lioness snapped her fingers as her companion spoke, "But of course!" she turned back to Kinga then and smiled, "Are you in denial about that too?"
Still horribly confused, Kinga tilted her head, as if the motion would somehow help her to make sense out of what these two lions were saying, "I... no. Really. My name IS Kinga. I'm not in denial about that," she paused then and a small spark of a notion crossed her mind, "Wait, wait..." her head tilted the other way as she blinked, "What exactly am I in denial about?" she decided to elaborate further just as the lioness opened her maw, "Besides my name, I mean. Apparently."
Another gasp from Muhali as she clapped her paws, "She asked! She asked!" then she turned back to face her companion, "Hey, Uka! She asked!"
It was almost as if the wild dog's question were a queue to... something or other. The large male lifted himself from his sitting position and drew nearer, his large form looming over theirs till he blocked out the morning sun, casting a shadow that covered both wild dog and lioness, "Your feelings," he said softly, "You're in denial about them," he dipped his head and nudged Muhali towards him, pulling her to his form, "Aren't you?" then that said, he turned around and began to walk away, small lioness following after him, "Then again, so is he. Give denial a rest, will you? Act out irrationally. Might help."
Kinga watched the lioness trot after his companion till they both vanished into the vegetation, almost as if they'd never even been upon the beach to begin with. Only their footprints remain, and even those were starting to vanish thanks to the pull of the tide and the morning wind, "I'm in denial?" she asked softly, but no answer came except that of the wind that seemed to almost giggle around her. In fact, now that she was paying attention, Kinga could have sworn that the flowers were smirking at her and that the ocean was snickering as it lapped at her feet.
Mildly perturbed, the Wild dog jumped back into a standing position and ran away from the beach, not entirely ready to face the truth of what she'd only just learnt.
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