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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 12:37 pm
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Tariq was watching her.
Situated at the far side of his den, back against cool rock wall and arms folded in front of him, he was watching her.
She was a small female; very small. But not all all frail or sickly-looking. It had been easy for Tariq to discover she was an adult despite her size, by scent and closer inspection. The male had a fondness for very large lionesses, but somehow after seeing this female during one of the raids, he felt drawn to her. Something about her was...Broken. That, combined with her size, had made Tariq become overwhelmed with a want to have her all to himself, either for protection or merely as a little possession; it wasn't clear which...yet.
As the female stirred, waking up, Tariq grinned and relaxed his gaze. He pondered whether he should speak, or wait for her to discover him. By the looks of things, she was fatigued and disoriented. But that would pass...
"Good evening." Tariq greeted in a quiet, cheerful way from where he was lying. The female had been asleep for quite some time. It was already sunset, and not even the day the raid had taken place.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 1:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 3:12 pm
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Tariq grinned, eyes squinting in his mirth. He was coming to like the girl more and more, just by hearing her speak. He would normally have his banu speak only when spoken to; asking useless questions was stepping out of line in his eyes. But for now, he let it slide. After all, the girl didn't know any better. She had only just recently arrived, after all. And she was tired. But she'd get the hang of things soon...
Though, he hoped she wouldn't bend too quickly...
"You're in my den; our den, in a sense." he answered, tail flicking to coil around his side. "I've given you the privilege of sharing it with me, and the others..." his voice trailed off, eyes flickering over the female's face as he wondered what his other banu were up to. But he got back to what was happening presently.
"In the Ukuucha'Wafalme." Tariq'ra'd said, finishing any other loose ends his answer may have had previously. He shifted his paws, one eye glowing in the shadows, while the other was lit up by sunlight filtering through his den and splashing one side of his body.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 3:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 3:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 3:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 4:35 pm
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'Seer'...?
Tariq had heard that term before...But it was strangely foreign to him. Familiar, but still foreign...Somehow...
Eyes narrowing in thought, Tariq was silent for several moments, listening to the female's words and mulling them over.
So, she knew of O'tep. That was so strange...She dreamed, and she saw things in those dreams. She saw...REAL things; not only real things, but things that had actually taken place. Things that existed and were true, without Ukoo even seeing them first-hand. What an odd female...
What an intriguing female...
As per pride customs, after a raid, the females that had been captured were kept together and observed for temperament. They were told of the pride they were now a part of, told of the rules, told of the customs, and told of what was to happen to them. But Ukoo had been asleep. Once word got out that she was awake, she would be brought to the others and it would be decided her true fate. Tariq was, perhaps, breaking rules, then. He had decided she would be his banu before it was even official. But who would question him? Who would go against him? No one...Besides, it had been he who had taken her in the first place.
"Ukoo..." The male tested. "I am Tariq'ra'd." he said, a boyish grin taking over his face. "I give you permission to call me by that name," he said, which was a rather shocking honor. "but if I ever seem cross, Ukoo, you would do best to call me Master." he warned quietly, still smiling, not at all bothered by the thought of his cruel tendencies.
In fact, he rather enjoyed them.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 4:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 7:17 pm
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Tariq raised a brow, immediately looking to the girl's throat after she asked her question.
"Bear your throat?" he echoed, not hiding his confusion. And interest. Ohhhh, yes, he was interested...
Pink eyes caught sight of pink tissue on the female's neck; a scar. But it wasn't completely healed. It was as if she had been injured, then healed, then injured again in the same spot, over and over again. What kind of pride was it that they had taken her from? It was easy to get her to obey, it seemed, but it made Tariq wonder why. Still, he had to sort out his mind and get himself to focus on one thing at a time. Anything he wished to know about Ukoo would be revealed over its own course, not all at once, after all.
"I won't need your throat..." the male said slowly, after a moment of silent observation. Then he met the female's eyes once again. "But you are to do whatever I ask just the same." Then he grinned. "As for what's expected of you: whatever I say."
And that was that. He trusted she understood.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 7:30 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 7:48 pm
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So that was it.
She'd been like a slave in that dark, red pride that smelled of blood and mist. What sort of pride was it? To drink the blood of slaves...It was so...Odd. But strangely interesting. Though Tariq' didn't wish to dwell on the subject of another pride for too long. He only wanted to know about the female, really; not her past pride.
Her willingness was a pleasant surprise in the eyes of the male. Though he loved it when females were hot with rebellious fire, it was always, always good to be listened to. She wouldn't be hard to break. In fact, she couldn't be broken; she probably already was.
"You don't necessarily have to like them, Ukoo." the male replied, chuckling in an over-amused way, as if he was speaking to a cute, silly cub. "Treat them like sisters if you wish." He wasn't exactly telling her to like them or dislike them, get along with them or not get along with them. Drama between his banu seemed...Fun, in a sense, so it wasn't against it, as long as they always did what he told them to.
At her next question, Tariq mentally went back to the raid; that dark raid, covered in a shield of trees lit red by the sun. Everything else was dark, and it was eerily quiet, like everyone was sleeping; all but one...A female that Tariq spotted, wandering alone several feet away. She looked like a small, solemn creature. If Tariq didn't have a nose on him, he would've thought she was an adolescent. But he knew better. The way she carried herself, and her very aura attracted Tariq to her. She was small and broken. He liked it. And so he decided he wanted her. He acted quickly, charging for her. She was out within seconds.
"I wanted you, Ukoo." Tariq'ra'd answered simply. He smirked, narrowing his eyes. "Think of it as...love at first sight." he said. His words were true, but the phrase rolled off his tongue in an almost sarcastic way.
Tail sliding behind him and paws scraping the ground, the male got to his feet and shook his mane. He licked his lips and glanced over his shoulder at the entrance of the den, then back at Ukoo.
"I think it's time I take you out to the others. You want to meet your sisters, don't you?" Tariq asked, grinning, like it was a joke.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 8:00 pm
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