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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 6:31 am
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![User Image](https://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn33/Wazaam/SoA/Riovegaadult-1.png) Today was like every other day for the male. He was quite happily milling away in the warm sand, rolling back and forth on his back so that he sunk in a bit. When he felt that he had done enough of the rolling, he quickly rolled back over and stood, shaking out his body. Sand particles flung here and there, and he didnt stop shaking until he had reached the tip of his tail. Soothing a bit, the dread maned lion sauntered to the waters edge, dipping in his paws, and then splashing in it a bit. He was feeling particularly playful today. Or at least antsy. He supposed that meant it was time for a new adventure.
His ruby eyes glittered in the sunshine, and he stretched out his paws and looked out around him. He heard nothing but the crashing of the ocean on the shore. He saw the seagulls, or what he called seagulls, flying overhead, diving into the water to get their morning meal.
"I have quite a life." He said happily.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 7:18 am
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Uzuri had found more and more activity in the area of late though she had been living as a rogue along this stretch of coast line for a few months now however each day brought new signs of others frequenting the area. She was unaware at this stage however that there was a pride in this area, perhaps not directly on top of the area she roamed but certainly close enough to venture into the territory she roamed daily. Neither was she aware of the nature of the pride and it's desire for treasure and unashamed pillaged of items of value it was simply habit for Uzuri to stash away her valuables carefully, for if one was a rogue and lived alone one could not always carry everything around.
She felt the ground grow more solid below her paws are she walked up from the sandy beach to the beginnings of the jungle. She rarely ventured into the jungles depths, such things weren't always wise, the deeper you seemed the go the more stranger things you came across and Uzuri was still relatively young and ill experienced of the wider world, thus she kept to the more open and less dense vegetated areas of the coast. She knew the area well enough though and smoothly wove her way about the palms and other plants to find a known tree, the tree itself was dead and heavily rotten in certain parts however thick mature vines had grown over the original form and now formed a solid lattice work structure, this aloud for Uzuri to store certain objects secretly within the dead husk of the tree.
With the Mermaid purse stashed away she pondered on what was the best was the best way to spend the hottest part of the day before it cooled enough to allow her to ideally begin hunting for something to eat. She turned from the treasure tree and began to walk in a similar direction she had come from though instead of going back to the beach she began to climb the steep rise of the coast line as it rose quickly from her secluded beach to form a rocky cliff before twisting around the headland and crumbling down again to the next beach along the coast. She often climbed this part of the thinly vegetated area, winds made it harder for some plants to grow, however these winds were welcomed by Uzuri in the summer at mid day as they kept her cool.
Breaking the rise she looked out to sea and stood revelling in the freedom, looking at the vast expanse of blue and smiled contently as it brought to her a relieving breeze tainted with the smell of salt. She stood for a while, her mind happily void of thought when she began to trace the edge of the cliff and down to the next beach. She narrowed and focused her eyes then as she saw the outline of another lion down at the waters edge.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 7:27 am
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Pirato didn't notice the female, but he really didn't notice much when they weren't close. He was far too invested in his alone time that he rarely got when it came to pridework. He always had to keep a weathered eye on everyone. The first sign of mutiny, and he'd be on it. However drunken brawls? Those happened quite often, and usually involved him sitting back to watch the antics. If it involved him, well that was just a plus.
The waves hit him mid leg, and he closed his eyes, lifting his nose into the air. He loved the salty sweet air of the world in which he lived. He couldn't be away from the water for long before his heart felt alone. His love was with the sea, he wasnt sure he could ever love a female the way he did the ocean.
His tail swatted at the water, and he watched the little fish, he called not such nice things usually. They nipped at his toes with their little mouths, and he lifted out one paw, and then another, alternating paws to keep them from nibbling. This is why he ate that fruit. Because some things just annoyed him.. He was sober right now though. Not a very common find most times.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 7:41 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 2:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 2:18 pm
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Uzuri met his blood red eyes and then flickered them away and looked down at her paws which where being lapped at by the tide, slowly she raised her eyes and looked out across the sea, 'I do not know, perhaps the tides of chance, luck or fortune.' Her voice was soft, gentle and almost musical; with the same effect of pressing an ear to a large Conch shell and listening to the air move inside, the same beckoning sound and comforting noise of a calm sea. Luck and fortune would suggest she was also under the belief he was gifted with her company and such a comment would seem strange coming from someone who had at first seemed so shy, both characteristics however were true. Uzuri was aware of her beauty and the attraction males saw in her however she did not use this as a selling point, she didn't gain favour or think herself about others for it and she was shy by nature but overcame it in certain circumstances, she was a puzzle and yet simple to understand.
A smile blossomed on her face and she turned her seashell pink eyes back on him and they held a sparkle like that of the sun of the waves peak, 'In all honesty I'm a lonely little seashell and when I spotted you from the cliff top I just had to come down and say hello.' True she enjoyed the life she'd made for herself since being outcast from her previous pride however she missed the interaction with her own kind.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 8:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 7:46 am
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She felt his eyes roaming over her whilst he attentions were upon the sea but she was no fool, she simply allowed him to have this moment to take her in, she didn't flaunt in a brazen manner but in a delicate suggested manner and though the idea of having eyes roaming over your body is often unnerving, a male observing a females form is often a particularly different and often pleasant feeling. She felt his eyes leave her, the tingling sensation of being watched, observed or look up left her and she shivered slightly in its absence but was drawn back to the conversation going on between them as the male introduced himself, 'Pirato. King of the Pirates.'
Uzuri took a large intake of breath that sounded like the tide as it pulled back across the shore, hissing against the drag of the grains of sand. Pirates, though she'd lived alone must of her adult life, which wasn't much as she was still young, she'd heard rumours of pirates in her old pride and they never spoke of them in the best light. There was a romantic notion of them of course, the freedom and free will to take and do as one pleased but the truth generally was they were cut throats, they killed easily to gain treasures they valued highly and stolen valuables of others without thought, they focused on personal gain and satisfaction. And here she sat next to the pirate king himself.
She kept one eye on the gentle roll of the sea whilst the other took in the male lion from the corner. His dreaded mane, an assortment of coloured beads worked into mane, he wasn't large but most standards but the light in his eyes told her she didn't really wish to cross him any time soon. But that drunken smile and his easy manner, she couldn't but help feel at easy with him it was part of his charm, part of that romance you had whilst you were young of pirates and the freedom it granted. Her voice came softly, without the musical tones just simply of the alluring sound air swirling within a shell, 'My name is Uzuri.' Her name came slowly and lingered, creasing the ear and then the musical notes of her voice returned and she carried the conversation, 'So Pirate King, are you going to hoard this little seashell, hmm or let it return to the ocean?'
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 5:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 12:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 10:59 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 8:53 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 12:06 pm
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