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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 10:19 pm
Neema (his shortened version of his name) was roaming about looking for a spot of trouble. The young male liked to put his nose where it didn't belong just for the purpose of being annoying. It was interesting to watch others' reactions, and funny to see how exactly they meant to punish him. Well, not always funny, some of the adult tended to get rather mean.
But Neema was roaming around, looking for trouble. He sat down in front of a large rock, and looked around with his purple eyes. His tail twitched from side to side as he thought about which way to go, and what to do. He had no clue that someone was about to find him, and annoy the hell out of him for once.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 10:49 pm
Gentha had come back from harassing one of the new cubs in the pride, a smug look across her face. She was hellbent on making Zadok one of her play-things, if not a practice dummy for her future profession. She trotted along, a spring in her little cubby step, a small sense of pleasure in knowing that today she had made someone suffer, and it wasn't even a rabbit.
Noticing a desirable looking rock in which to sit on, Gentha made her way over, trying her best to hop up onto it, but still being too short to easily scale it. Trying to grab hold each time she took a hop, Gentha slide down the side of it, leaving little claw scraps in the rocks surface. She looked around it attempting to find an uneven surface that would allow her to climb ontop of the rock, but all around was clear.
She looked at the rock displeased, "Rock be shorter! I want to sit on you!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 10:55 pm
Neema was minding his own beeswax and trying to figure out what to do for the day when he heard a little voice growl at the rock behind him. He slowly stood, and walked around the rock so he saw the little lioness try and pull herself up the rock. A small little grin appeared on his face, and Neema decided to annoy the little cub a touch.
He used his height and older muscles to his advantage and jumped to the top of the rock. Neema laid on the rock, sprawling on it so that even if she did get up, she'd have little to no room to sit on the rock as she wished. He grinned down at him, amused by his little tease.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you want to sit up here like a big girl? I'm sorry, you'll have to be a little taller before you can."
His tail twitched side to side with his amusement. He was hoping to make her cry, all the way home to mommy and daddy. He loved making little ones cry, it was too easy.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:14 pm
Gentha was not amused as the older blue colored male hoped up on the rock she wished to sit on and looked down at her with a smug grin on his face. It made her little blood boil at the fact someone had even just taken something from her, regardless of the fact she didn't directly own it.
Instead of tears Neema was met with a cold blue glare, as Gentha propped herself up on the side of the rock and craned her neck up to him, little angry cub noises escaping her mouth, "I am a big girl."
Gentha gave off another huff as her tail flicked in agitation. Who exactly was this boy in front of her? She had never met him or seen him before. She figured he must be one of the older kids who like to visit the borders of the pride where the guards patrol.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:23 pm
Neema snickered as the little cub put her paws on the rock and pretty much tried to growl at him. The glaring was a bit different though, he had been expecting her to start crying. It was not the reaction he wanted, which made his ears twitch back for a second. But only a fraction of a moment.
"Are you now? If you're a big girl, then why can't you get up here?"
Ah, he was trying to torment the poor thing. Neema still looked really smug as those purple orbs watched the cub on the side of the rock. If she somehow managed to get up, he'd probably just kick her off or something. He was going to mess with this little cub until he got bored and wandered off. For now, that was staying on top of said rock and try to tease her about it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 7:53 pm
"Because your fat butt is there," Gentha hissed, waiting for his tail to sway in her direction and quickly grabbing at it, extending her claws in order to rake them across and draw blood from the end of it.
She would not be made fun of, even if she was not but a cub and therefore presumably weaker than he was. She knew that if she did not assert herself dominantly now she would be regarded by the males of the pride as weaker for the rest of her natural life and it was not something she desired.
She figured the reason that there was currently no female pridal leader was because the current females within the pride were so weak and regarded as such. Everyone except for her mother that was. She could tell that even if her mother had the ability to ascend to the throne she wouldn't take it. There was no joy in being a ruler for her, she far more enjoyed the work she did torturing the pride's enemies or the slaves.
"Maybe if you move and give me back the rock I won't hate you later on," She stated.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 10:18 pm
The little claws attacked his tail and a hiss came out of his mouth. He glared down at her purple eyes not very pleased. He scowled down at her, unsure of what to make this little one. She wasn't exactly acting like she should. His tail wrapped around his hind legs in safety, and an idea came to him. He smiled, ever so slightly and moved over on the rock.
"There's more than enough rock for both of us. I'll even help you up, just so you won't hate me later on."
He moved, leaning forward and grabbing her rather gently to pull her up onto the rock with him. He was still laying down, still relaxed. But neither of them were very big yet, so it'd work. As long as she didn't fuss on the way up, everything would be set up well.
"My butt is not fat. I'm just older than you. Your butt will be fat when you get older."
And now to bide his time, for just a bit. The fun was when a plan came together perfectly.
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