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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:39 pm
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Chozi sat there for a long time, after the God had left. The energy to see Tikoto had drained from him, and he nearly considered going back home. He couldn't though. He found himself still craving the dark lioness's company despite the warnings.
She could use him, he decided, and he would enjoy it. Just like in the past when they had met. Perhaps Tikoto would smell the god on him, and he could only hope she wouldn't tear him to shreds for it. He could only hope, but he needed to see her very dearly. He frowned at the feeling - the longing. It wasn't love, he didn't think. Lust, maybe? Maybe...
He sighed, allowing himself to relax a bit. He took a deep breath, finally standing and venturing into the graveyard. Perhaps Tikoto would help him clear his mind...
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:59 pm
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Savoring the thick membrane of blood around her maw, Tikoto cleaned herself with ragged paws, doing more harm than good. Her prey this short evening had been a young adolescent, on a pilgrimage of some sort, or so he had said before he died.
She knew someone else was in her territory because she had seen the paw marks, and it infuriated her. To think, someone so large, because surely it wasn't Chozi, was stomping around HER area! Her nostrils were too caked in blood though to pinpoint anything. The kill had soothed her, and filled her empty stomach, but it hadn't quieted her longing for flesh.
Leaving the body near the edge of her graveyard, she ventured to the top of one of the elephant skulls to plot. Maybe she would find this thing, and maim it; skin the hide for a pelt so that Chozi would be warm. He had to be cold, poor dear, since he was so fragile.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 3:25 pm
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Chozi ventured a bit deeper, looking around for the dark pelted lioness. Perhaps she was in the den she brought him to last he was here, so he decided to make his way there. Of course, searching for Tikoto on the ground would not prevail, since she was up high, but he didn't think that far.
"Tikoto?" he called out softly, upon reaching the inner part of the graveyard. His voice tended to echo a bit here, with all the bones an hollow spaces, and he didn't really want to shout. His voice carried a little bit though, and his eyes searched the grounds again.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 4:22 pm
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She heard it in the stale wind that carried around her home. Tilting her dark head, she looked about in search of where she thought it might be coming from, since the sounds tended to echo. Picking her best guess, the agitated lioness sprang from the skull with a resounding roar.
After, she teased a little, though her voice lacked it's usual sadistic purr. Instead, it had a little bit more agression to it than last time. "Chozi? Chozi, come on out now, before I have to find you." Her voice tilted and swayed, picking up at moments between growls. She wasn't mad at him, but that didn't' mean she wouldn't take it out on him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2014 7:08 am
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Following his call on the wind was as good as a beacon in a storm. She was unconscious of the lips that were pulled back over harsh gums, showing fangs yellowed by a rough diet. Her claws left deep gouges in the dry land behind her. Tap, tap, tap, stumble. Just the sound of Chozi stumbling sent a fresh wave through her.
She didn't need to see him or hear her name; she wasn't aware of either, really. With an aggressive roar, she charged the Cheeton, rising at the last moment to knock him beneath her. "Can't you SEE IT?" She seethed, her head turning every direction and seeing nothing. "Someone else is here, and they think they're hiding, but they're not. THEY'RE NOT." She raged into the wind, and in a sharp instant she turned to Chozi, "You didn't tell anyone about this place, did you?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2014 8:12 am
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Chozi fell hard to the ground, a burst of blessed pain spiking at his shoulder. He took a deep breath trying to concentrate on Tikoto's angered voice. He had honestly only been looking for Tikoto - he didn't know if the God had entered her lands or not, but he had really no control over what a god did of all beings.
"No, no, I swear I didn't, Tikoto. I came alone, I swear. I didn't tell anyone," he looked up at her with wide eyes, pleading with her. He needed her to believe him. He could smell the scent of lion, sure, but it was clouded thickly with blood and decay, he could hardly smell through it, after all.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 11:00 am
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She openly clucked her tongue, rolling her eyes at the weakness in that word. Missed. It was an endearing word, for someone whom you cared about, and that certainly never applied to her. Though, hadn't she missed him a bit as well...? At least, their...activities...
"Then why don't you just leave? If you have no one to watch over you, or to notice when you're gone," Tikoto purred, turning over her shoulder to look at him as she sauntered inside of the skull. It was large, but barely big enough for two to settle inside. "Or maybe I'll go back with you, hmm? Spice it up a bit."
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