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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 10:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2012 8:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 4:42 pm
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She didn't just jump. No she didn't, because she was more dignified than that. She had more confidence than that. Maysa didn't jump. Or startle. Or whatever. ... Maysa groaned inwardly. Okay, maybe she had a lot more soul searching and confidence building to go before she'd be back to her normal self. That last encounter with a male lion hadn't been the best and that voice was definitely a male's voice.
Maysa sat up straight and looked around for the voice's owner. When she spotted him, he couldn't be persuaded to think he meant her any kind of harm. But still she ready herself to run if she had to. Again.
Maysa really hated feeling like prey. And that's all she'd been feeling like since she'd parted ways with Jael.
At least this male looked less scary. He was fluffy and soft looking. Less scars, in fact Maysa couldn't spot a scar on him. That could be because she wasn't close enough to see any. Or they could be hidden under his fluff. Or maybe, just maybe this male wasn't a fighter, wasn't violent.
At least, even if he wasn't as pleasant as he looked, he had good taste. My her ancestors and twinkling family members, she had to be a fool. That was the only explanation. Please! Please, let my instincts be right. Please let me be listening to them this time.
With that plea sent to the heavens, Maysa gave the stranger a small smirk. "Lucky you were able to catch a glimspe. Or skill." She really did blend well with the poppies. Yep, at least she'd found a pretty flower to make her favorite.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 1:39 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 6:47 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 9:43 pm
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Athena listed to the female intently and nodded. Those were valid fears, and he could understand anyone having them, not just this female. He also thought it a shame that anyone would have reason to have those fears, as this female obviously did. Either someone had told her of them and scared her with such things, or she had seen them herself and been scared. Athena was not sure which would be worse, seeing such a horror or listening to someone else tell of it. Others might stretch the tale and make it bigger than it was, but then depending on how horrible it really was to see, they would not have to stretch the truth at all.
The male tilted his head to the side and smiled kindly. "I have wandered the rogue lands my whole life... ever since I was weened from my mother... some of it with my siblings, but most of it alone." He hoped this would lead into what he wanted and make him sound encouraging, instead of off-putting and self centered. He liked being the sweet, loving fluffball not the depressive, self centered one. "I have never seen these two legged hunters in all that time, though I have come across very rare individuals that have. Some speak of being caged and given good food all the time in exchange for being looked at constantly, others have gotten scars from it." Athena shrugged as if to show that these stories did not bother him much.
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 2:44 pm
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Well, he seemed to be listening. That was an improvement, but that didn't really ... respond to her statement. Maysa continued to look at the fluffy male waiting for the thought process to complete itself because obviously, it wasn't complete. It didn't really ... address anything she'd said except to give her information that the big lion had led a safe life. Maysa was happy about that, but that only made her more aware of the less than happy life she'd had before Jael. And then that made her sadder because Jael had made her happy and now she was back to being unhappy. Not sad, just not happy.
It was obvious that the lion didn't want to hurt her or upset her, so Maysa continued to wait for the second half of that statement. Something to finish it with because as it sat, it was rather upsetting.
Should she point that out to him? What could she say to that? I have been wondering the lands for many a year after my entire family and extended family were hunted and killed by the two-legged creatures and striped of their coats? That she had had a similar run in not that long ago, when she'd first met Jael and he'd rescued her? Wouldn't that be worse?
So Maysa looked, her look becoming a stare really, and waited.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 3:32 pm
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"Maybe you're right, but I'm traveling alone. If I can't fight off several two-legged ones, or a determined full grown male, I - " No. Those were just excuses, and Maysa realized it the moment she started talking. No, she couldn't fight off many poachers. And no, it wasn't likely that she would be able to defend herself against if she kept thinking like this. This way of thinking and doing was going to make her dishonor her family and ancestors. It would never impress or make Jael pride.
Maysa sighed, sitting up straighter and looked at the lion square in the eye. Yes, she would be scared sometimes in the future, but Maysa wasn't scared right now. And it was unlikely that this fluffy male or many of the others that she would meet would scare her either. If she found one again or one of the determined males found her, Maysa would have to fight or run or talk her way out of whatever nastiness they had in mind. "You're right. I shouldn't be hiding. I let fear, and - and my current situation with my - with Jael to dictate my actions and reactions. I do my ancestors a dishonor. Thank you for reminding me of - Well thank you."
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 8:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 4:19 pm
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Cubs. As in more than one. That scared Maysa. Did the lioness want children? Yes, of course. Jael's cubs in particular once she could find a way to resolve this situation, but ... this is ... CubSSSSS.
Cubs.
Maybe she could go and find Jael again and talk out this situation. Maybe that would be better than - cubs. TIny, breakable, cute, delicate cubs. Cubs that weren't hers. And would never be hers. Or Jael's.
A bell seemed to go off in her head with that last thought. Loud and clear. Maysa was so focused on Jael, he was the source of her happiness, anger, sadness. He brought out passion in her. And - he meant well. But sometimes it was dishearting or worse hurtful. But he didn't mean it. Not in that way. Maybe she was just too sensitive since she had been alone for too long. WIthout her pride, her family. But when she focused on life. She wanted be to with Jael. Now.
And that left the fluffy male. The very nice fluffy male. "Thank you, but I think I'm going to go and seek my own happiness now. I'm not going to hide from it anymore. From him." Maysa stood shook herself off and bumped her head against the fluff of the lion in gratitude and hopefully friendship. "Maybe Jael and I could visit you and the cubs in the future?"
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