keeping to herself-open- « Thread Started on Apr 21, 2008, 2:18am »
Faizah was the kind of girl, that didn't like the large crowds that mostly came with being in the pride constantly. She was quite and mostly to herself, rarely speaking unless she absolutely had to. Even when she did speak alot of people thought she was older then she looked, and she hated it with a passion. So what did she do? she did like anyone else would do. Followed her nose to the watering hole, where she could somewhat be alone.
Keeping her guard up as she walked slowly across the thickly covered jungle floor. Paws crunching slowly over the twigs as she moved, her sleek tanned fur could somewhat be seen when she wasn't in the darker brown area's of her backdrop. Ears twitching and turning slowly taking in the sounds about her. The caws of the birds, and the low growls of the other animals out there. Even when she was like this she was on guard to her surroundings. When she reached her destination her tail swatted the air behind her shooing the bugs that like any warm, moist area would gather near a watering hole.
Slowly she crept up on the edge as she looked and listened before bowing her head down to lap at the water. While watching her reflection in the ripples.
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Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #1 on Apr 21, 2008, 10:34pm »
The ripples caused by the lionesses tongue slowly drifted out from the bank and stirred the slightly calm water. However when the ripples began to subside a shadowy figure appeared over the were-lions shoulders. Sitting higher up on the bank, as calm as could be, was Josiah. The trademark mane was nowhere to be seen as he sat silently on a clump of dead plains grass, whittling away at a hunk of wood with a large pocket knife. For once he actually had pockets but not much else. Josiah wasn't big on clothes. They did little more than annoy him. He spent too much time on four paws to be bothered with constantly putting on a new pair of pants every time he went hairless. After seven hundred years Josiah had a system that worked for him and he was happy with it. So to see him in some form of clothing was quite the sight....even if it was a simple pair of cargo shorts.
Josiah glanced at the lioness by the waters edge and nodded his head to her before he went back to shaving a few inches off of the snout of the wooden wolf he was carving. Already the head had taken shape but trying to get the minuet details of the open muzzle was a lot tougher than it looked.
Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #2 on Apr 22, 2008, 1:52am »
Her eyes lifted abit, catching the sight of the shadow from the corner of her eye. She crouched back slowly, lifting her head and smelling the air with a slight twitch of her ear. Her head wasn't to high were it would give her away to someone who may not have seen her, nor was it to low were she couldn't see anything. Hearing what sounded like something hitting against another thing she turned slowly, looking up abit. Seeing that it was the king she bowed her head slowly, standing up her ears keeping to her surroundings carefully.
She wasn't the kind that prefered to stay in human form. For crying out loud she would rather be like this then like that. To her it was as if she was supporting the very people who shunned her, when she was like she was.
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Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #3 on Apr 23, 2008, 4:30pm »
The corner of Josiah's mouth twitched upward as he continued to carve away at the piece of wood. She was new to the territory and wasn't from around these parts. That much was a given by her scent alone. When it came to females Josiah's nose never steered him wrong. Now came the question of why she was here? Where did she come from? Where there others? Why was she alone? All these and more crowded his mind but he pushed them all back as he carefully used the tip of the large knife and dug out the pupils of the wooden wolf's eyes. There. Now it had life in it. Nothing was ever complete without the eyes and the eyes were usually the first thing Josiah put in before he worked on the rest of the body. The eyes told him of what type of carving it would be. They gave the wood a personality, just like they did with everything else.
He blew away the small wooden curls as he brought the face closer and carefully inspected it. It would be a she-wolf from the look of it. That was interesting, seeing that he had started off carving a sheep that had somehow turned into a wolf. You just never knew what would happen when you put a knife to wood.
"You seem to know who I am but I don't have a clue about you. Interesting." Josiah grinned slightly as he took his eyes off of the carving and looked right at Faizah, holding her in his stare as he studied her and the air around her. He waited a moment before he folded the knife and placed both it and the carving into one of the large pockets of his shorts before he stood up and stripped. Faizah gave off the vibe of being darn well comfortable in her own skin so Josiah would do the same. It was manners after all. He quickly folded his shorts into a neat little bundle as tan golden fur rippled into existance and in a blink of an eye he was sitting calmly with his tufted tail curled around his great paws.
"Welcome." He fanned out his whiskers and sniffed the air to see if there were any others with her. You just never knew who could be lurking around the water hole.
Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #4 on Apr 23, 2008, 8:25pm »
She had only heard of the man from her mother, which was about it. Only the vauge descriptions, and the fact that they were the only male lion around these parts for miles and miles. She slowly sat up abit having realized there at the time didn't appear to be anyone else around. Curling her tail some she looked at the strange carving he was doing before she growled in a manner of speaking. Which came out to any human physically hearing what she was saying would sound like a series of small growls and snarls. "She nodded her head as she spoke, after hearing what he said. Ahh yes I am sorry, I have came to these parts just recently actually. My mother has given many descriptions, so that tis all I know about you, your highness. But I, I am Faizah Iceman nothing more and nothing less"
Flicking her head gently to the side in a manner of saying she was done with what she had to say for the time being. Hearing his welcome she nodded her head lowly as she spoke before looking up " thank you, your highness" she may have been new blood so to speak, but she still did know her manners. She felt more comfortable as well, being around others like herself because they were, or seemed to be less likely to shun the poor girl. When it came to being comfortable in her own skin, she only felt comfortable in this skin. She looked around once more, her guard staying ever alert before she turned back speaking, as she stood in a respectful manner " I am sorry If I have intruded thought, I can leave if you like?"
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Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #5 on Apr 27, 2008, 12:43pm »
Even in lion form Josiah couldn't hide the smile that crept onto his muzzle. He chuckled, which came out more of a growl than anything else, as he shook his head.
"Just call me Josiah. Highness makes me feel old." He laughed as he gave her cheeky wink. The big guy may seem standoffish and intimidating to many cats but when it came to were-lions, he was little more than a giant girl thingy cat. The pride females knew how to get what they wanted from him and more than once Josiah had found himself corners and bombarded from all sides so he had no choice but to give in. He was a push-over to the were-lionesses because he knew he couldn't say no. He would never lift a hand or a paw to a were-lioness and always treated them as one of his own, even if they came from places abroad.
"Nah, I was just on my way. But I wouldn't say no to some company." He smiled as he rose to his feet. He planted his front paws on the ground and stuck his rump in the air as he stretched in order to work the kink out of his lower back. Ahhhhhh, that felt good.
"Well Faizah Iceman, welcome to the wild. If you like you are more than welcome to stay in the Pride lands for as long as you'd like. I never force anyone to stay. You can come and go as you please but I will have to give you the run-down on basic survival etiquette. My borders are patrolled daily but there are cats out there that wouldn't hesitate to use a lioness to send me a message." Josiah said after he gave himself one final shake that made his massive mane wave with the motion.
"But enough of my blabbering. I'd love to hear more about yourself and where you come from. I'm always open to news from the outside world." He said as he padded away from the watering hole, much to the relief of a few gemsbok that were waiting warily at the other end of the hole, cautiously watching to make sure he didn't decide to come after them. Josiah stopped for a moment and looked at Faizah. Would she trust him enough to follow him or would she choose to stay here to test the waters herself. If she chose to stay Josiah would have no choice but to hide himself nearby and keep an eye on her. She may not be a part of his Pride but she was a were-lioness and therefore her wellbeing became his responsibility. No one said being King was an easy 9 to 5 job.
Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #6 on Apr 28, 2008, 1:06am »
Hearing what he said, and catching the slight smile she chuckled. More like a series of grumbles as she tipped her head slightly as if studying him before speaking once more " alright, josiah it is. You don't look that old so whats so bad about being called highness?" Her curiousity getting the best of her. Catching the wink she shook her head with a smile crossing her muzzle, catching the wink. She wasn't used to others like herself which was clear by the way she always seemed to be on the defense around people. She smiled as she spoke " well if you insist I can stay" catching the sight of the gemsbok and listening to the other sounds around her.
She had to agree sometimes in this form one could get many kinks as she murred out before speaking " One way to get a good stretch isn't just to do that. But turn your upper body to the side just slightly and stretch each leg out simutaniously, it works wonders" she was always willing to help. Hearing his offer she was surprised at this, as she had just been staying outside of the pride lands off by herself. Flicking a ear tip as she spoke moving through the grass, with which she almost basically blended in with. " Sure I would love that actually, I need to get more social with others I guess" chuckling slightly in the back of her mind.
She blinked as she spoke once more hearing what he said about him blabbering as she shook her head once more " Oh it's nothing special were I came from really, and you aren't blabbering at all. " sighing out she seemed to think over what she was going to say. Finally phrasing it right in the back of her mind she spoke once more " well I came from a village not far from here actually, I was shunned by normal people. Picked on and teased, alot so I took off and ran away" She was keeping some things to herself like the fact she hurt a boy for picking on her when she lashed out at him. My mother is Asmera Iceman, basically she left me there in the village to put up with those pitiful excuses for flesh bags" it was clear by her tone of voice she didn't care for them much and would rather see them wiped out. Though she wouldn't act on it, before speaking once more "they accused me of being a witch, so that was another reason I left."
She wasn't to sure at first wether or not she should or shouldn't follow but she glanced back once more before following him. She may have been following him, to go see were he was talking about but she was going to keep her guard up.
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Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #7 on Apr 28, 2008, 1:22pm »
Josiah struck out for his territory only to remember a second later that he had forgotten something. He quickly trotted back, snatched up the make-shift bundle that he had turned his shorts into, and quickly caught up to Faizah before he slowed his pace to a stately walk. The last thing he needed today was to forget to bring his clothes back to the Den. The lionesses had sworn to tan his tail if he so much as put a tear in them. Hey, Josiah wasn't one who was big on the whole clothing thing so to him a few shredded shorts was no big deal. But it seemed to be a big deal with the ladies because they were getting sick and tired of having to make the trek into the nearest village, which was a good couple of miles out of the territory, to get him a new set of shorts every time he destroyed or lost his old pair. He may be the king but god help him if the ladies got on his case. One male against 17 angry females? The outcome would never be in his favor. There was only so much a guy who take before it got to be too much. Women had a way of controlling men that men still didn't understand to this day.
But Faizah didn't need to know that. What would she think if Josiah was actually scared of what the other lionesses might do to him for forgetting to bring home a simple pair of shorts? Talk about demeaning. So instead Josiah kept his mouth shut as he held the bundle between his jaws and listened as the lioness briefly explained about her origins. He frowned when she mentioned her mothers name. Asmera Iceman. That name certainly rang a bell. Asmera wasn't a common name among the lions and he remembered one being called that years back. She had left the lands as the war began to taper off and he had no idea what became of her.
"A witch huh?" The words came out muffled because of the bundle in his mouth but they were easy to understand. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye and studied her profile for a minute. He knew how hard it was for their kind to survive among humans. They were cats on the inside and trying to live by the laws of man was beyond difficult. He could just imagine what she had be put through trying to survive of her own.
"Well I can promise you that the only thing we burn around here is meat....and that's only if we're in the mood for a barbecue." He chuckled as the water hole became smaller and smaller as they trekked over to the lion border.
"Do you know who you father was?" He asked after a moment. He wanted to get the whole story from her but he knew it would take some coaxing in order to get it.
Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #8 on Apr 28, 2008, 5:00pm »
The confusion was clear on her face, when the next time she looked around she saw Josiah nowhere to be seen. Turning quickly on her feet she spotted him a distance away. Picking something up, as he drew closer she could see it was a makeshift bundle. Chuckling some, after realizing what he was carrying in his mouth shaking her head slightly. Letting him catch up, since she didn't know where he was leading her . When he reached were she was she started walking along beside him, her paws gracing the grass. As she was being careful were she stepped, because a splinter in her back or front paws would be a pain in the ass to get out later. She knew that from experience all to well, when she first started living in the jungles. Seeing the frown at her mothers name she perked her brow as she kinda spoke " What is it? did I say something wrong?"
She kinda nodded when he said what he did" Yeah Accused me of being a witch cause of what I am, or even better they tried calling me a demon!" Lifting her head up as if she was rolling her eyes, catching the different scents as they drew closer to the lands. While drawing further and further away from the watering hole, the sunlight glimmering off her light fur. Giving her a glow almost like a outter ringing halo, but yet even with this she was reserved and didn't hold herself like she was meek or timid. Not to strong but not to weak either. Living with man was nearly impossible in her case, because she could never seem to fit in sometimes with her keen hearing she would hear things she didn't want to hear. Or with her speed, they would accuse her of cheating in races sometimes, then having to go by what they said? it was near impossible.
She kinda smiled glancing to him from the corner of her own eye as she spoke once more " well thats good, I don't feel like becoming roasted lioness thank you!" shaking her head some before looking around then back as she spoke " so how much further before we get there?" when she heard the question about her father she had to think a moment as she spoke " well my mother said his name was Jabari Iceman thats all I know actually, she never went into details."
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Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #9 on May 4, 2008, 11:18pm »
Jabari Iceman.
That was a name that he was going to have to look into. He didn't know why but he had a hunch that he needed to know more about Faizah's parents and possibly their whereabouts. During the war there had been smaller prides in the territory that were dependent on him as they helped to hold the lion's vast borders. However like traditional lions once males reached a certain age the were usually ousted from the main Pride and lived as nomads on or around his territory, keeping watch over the land and always looking for isolated females. Josiah kept a blind eye on their behavior because after all he was only one cat and he already had a vast harem. Plus a selection in the gene pool was looked favorably upon.
What if Faizah's father still lived? What if he had fathered other were-lions that were still out there? As far as Josiah knew he was the last living male were-lion in the territory but what about those that had struck out on their own to make their way in the human world? Were they still alive? And if so, could he find them?
"Well, it's a ways to the west...," He trailed off as he turned his head to look at her. He certainly cut a comical sight with the bundle hanging from his mouth. "Let's see just how fast this "demon" is."
He winked at her and with a flick of his tail he was gone. His long strides were paced as he ran in the direction of his lands. Sure they could take all day and walk there but Josiah wanted to stretch his legs and feel the ground tremble under his paws and he knew that Faizah couldn't resist a chance to match speed with him. After all she had spent her life restraining herself among the humans and being able to cut loose wasn't something she would have done on a daily basis. She may look the part but he wanted to see if she could act it. He could never be too careful and if she didn't have it in her to keep pace with him than how would she ever be able to outrun an enemy cat? He wanted to see what she could do in order to put himself at ease.
Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #10 on May 5, 2008, 12:16am »
If anyone knew of her family she was the only one that came out of the union. The only one to be left with those forsaken humans. Her father of course was long dead, that her and her mother knew of. She all her life sat around wondering about her parents, when she finally met her she was surprised at how much she looked like her. In her human appearance and in were-lion appearance it kinda freaked her out abit. She couldn't help but kinda laugh seeing the commical sight before her. She nodded hearing what he said about it being a good distance to the west.
When he suddenly took off at a run out of nowhere she blinked before growling out loudly. Not in a threatening manner but in a manner of " your gonna pay" she thought this other person interesting. Without a seconds hesitation she leapt from her spot, sailing a good distance through the air. Her fur gleaming in the light, as she literally hit the ground running. The sudden jump giving her a chance to catch up and pace herself. As she ran it wasn't long before she was only paces beside him, gaining quickly.
She may not have had alot of chances to let loose, but track in human school gave her a good advantage. Along with the fact that she would sometimes just go running, when she got bored at the orphanage as she got older. She loved the feel of the wind through her hair, and she had been in the jungles on her own long enough she had somewhat mastered her strength and stamina in were form.
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Re: keeping to herself-open- « Reply #11 on May 29, 2008, 10:24am »
Josiah's deep growl rumbled in the air around him as he caught sight of two large brown ears poking out out the tall grass. The were-cats weren't the only enemy that the lions had to live with and hyenas, no matter how ugly they were, were never to be taken lightly. Josiah made it a habit to do a little "dog hunting" as he called it in order to keep those laughing jackals on their toes and his efforts have so far paid off. So it came to no surprise that the owner of the ears slunk away in the opposite direction of the two running lions. It wasn't about to hang around and be used as a cat toy when it could go elsewhere and keep its hide intact.
Satisfied that he didn't have to veer off course and whack a few, Josiah glanced over his shoulder to see that Faizah was keeping up with him. More than keeping up with him. It looked like the lioness could certainly run. Well then it was time to raise the stakes, With a grin she couldn't see, Josiah swatted her with his tail before he picked up his speed and barreled off toward a gnarled old tree in the distance that was one of the markers of the far edges of his territory. With his mane flying all over the place he looked like a massive furry cannonball flattening a streak of grass in his wake. Sure he cut one hell of an impressive sight but it was a pity that he wasn't paying attention to where he was stepping. With one eye on Faizah he didn't see the small partially excavated gopher hole that was in his path and before he could realize and correct his mistake his right paw stepped right into the thing and...
Ooof!
Half a ton of cat when flying head over heels and landed flat on his back with enough force to knock the wind from his lungs. Ohhhhh he was the King of Lions all right.
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