Ringwe much preferred the silence of the areas away from the main areas of the pride. It was even better when 'Sela or Runya wasn't bothering him. He did love his sisters...but sometimes, they just completely got on his nerves.
Okay, so they got on his nerves MOST of the time. The orange-y maned lion grumbled as the memory of Runya's latest taunting session popped into his head. He tried to keep his cool...but Runya knew all the buttons to push, and how to push them, and just...ARGH! He sighed and laid his head on the ground, then put his paws over his head, ears flat. "Stupid Runya. Cocky a** sister of doom."
And Kusimamia'Utulivu was bored, the young Seer letting his paws move quietly over the ground. When his eyes fell upon an elder male who was just laying there, he blinked, staring at him, "....." Staring seemed the wisest idea. Approaching someone he did not know...well...that was not wise. Not in this Pride. Tail moving over the ground, the cub purred lowly, "Hn..." The last light of the day was so handy...keeping his Visions away for a temporary amount of time.
Ringwe'naur blinked as he noticed a cub just...staring at him. And by the markings, and the scent, it could only be one of his new half-siblings/cousins (damn that made his head hurt sometimes, even if Te was like a father to him). He removed his paws from his head and lifted his head up a bit, paws resting crossed in front of him. And he raised a brow. "Can I help you?" Hopefully, this kid wasn't like 'Sela or Runya. Or even Neema or Tana.
Blinking again, he shook his head, "You were interesting. I have not seen you..." Tuli was always quite simple, especially in his methods of speech. The Seer cub wasn't interested in anything to do with people really. "I am Kusimamia'Utulivu. You may call me Tuli, if you so wish."
Ringwe nodded. Well, he hadn't seen any of his new siblings either. So fair was fair. he guessed. At least this one didn't seem...active. "I'm Ringwe'naur, but Ringwe is fine. You're one of Hakuna and Te's kids, right? You're my younger sibling-cousin, than." Best to just get that out of the way. Less confusion later.
Tuli nodded, "I'm aware. You're correct in my mother and father as well." He tipped his head, "I take it you are Papa Vergil's son? Your coat seems that way." He knew his siblings had blue fur, or some of them did. "That makes sense, with the way you described what we are." He backed a bit away from Ringwe, not wanting to touch the other, since sometimes...that triggered the visions...
The older demon didn't mind the other backing up at all. Ringwe wasn't really one for physical contact. "Yup. One of many. And it does make sense, since that's what we are." Yup. He liked this kid, kind of. Didn't mince words or dance around things. "I'll give you a warning. If you ever see a red and gold girl my age, with Father's thorny markings, avoid her. Runya enjoys finding out what makes you twitch."
Tulivu growled low, "She'd best remain far from me. For the simple fact that I do not enjoy being poked at. When people touch me...things....are bad." It was the easiest way he could think of to talk about his visions. He'd been so lonely, after all, since his visions had him distanced from most every single other lion in the Aikanaro'hini.
Ringwe actually chuckled. "She generally doesn't touch. It's all with her words." As much as he hated even THINKING it, Runya had a way with words, for all her 'higher than thou' arrogance. He gave the other male a sympathetic smile. It was...awkward at best. "Don't like being touched? Me either. I don't fight much either, because of that. Just enough to keep others from yapping about how 'undemonic' I am." He snorted. "Idiots."
The younger snorted in turn, "There's a method to my madness, if you will." He purred a bit, "And words, I can deal with. I plan on taking a position as a Tu'azan." His nod was as if the words were fact, not possibility, which was the truth for him, "And I quite agree. They are rather....moronic." But then again, most seemed to be.
Another Tu'azan? That rank seemed popular in his family line. Maybe it had something to do with the blood running through them? "Maybe I can help you when you get older than. That's what I'm training for. It seems to be a popular calling for our bloodline." Yeah. He could definitely tolerate this kid. Maybe there were others in Tuli's litter he could stand too?
He nodded, "I....See things....that make this a.....natural decision, honestly." The younger purred, "And I suppose that would be nice. I would enjoy training with family, rather than being under a stranger's tutelage. I do not wish to be bothered by people who are....of no interest to me."
So his little brother-cousin was a seer. Well, with their bloodline, it was bound to happen eventually. "That's a good way to make use of your visions. And yeah...I know what you mean." He frowned. "Most of the pride just gets on my nerves. They're loud, have no respect for personal space, and can't seem to get the hint to 'go away' most of the time."
He nodded, "This Demonic blood means nothing, if you are not controlled and careful." Tuli purred softly, smirking, "And very few do control themselves well. It's why I adore papa Vergil." He nodded, as if that were so obvious....
Ringwe nodded. "You and me both. He's what a demon should be. Calm, collected, and strong. Not caring what others think of him, and just doing what needs to be done." His father was, bluntly put, his idol. Runya thought him silly for it, considering the 'mistakes' their father had apparently made in the past, but Ringwe didn't care.
The younger purred and nodded, "Papa Dante is a demon as well, though papa Vergil..." Blue eyes lit up. This one spoke the truth, at the very least. They would get on well, "I do believe, Ringwe, that you and I will make a good pair of friends." Especially since they seemed to agree so readily.
