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Posted: May 15 2011, 04:24 PM


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Nala by now had lost count of how many miles did she walk, her strides slowly growing longer, seeking shade for the sake of staying alive. Once more she had wandered out form the perimeters of her pride, always wanting to be out and about, only returning for the night or for any announcements. Flies buzzed along her frame as her coat would slightly tremble each time her paws would thud against the ground, pools of white foam had already been present along the gum line of her fangs, besides her tongue. She was tired, and it was very apparent, her nose caked in mud as she stopped, facing a herd of wilder beasts up ahead. They seemed to tense up to her presence but she quickly growled below her breath and walked onward.

With her head held lowly, eyes barely blinking she walked on, the sun simply giving her back all the rays it could possibly muster. They grunted and moved out of her way as she moved on through, not dominant but very proud, knowing she had the power to move just about any animal in the right time. A peculiar creature caught her attention, making her look up, eyes slowly narrowing. It was a lone, sickly hyena, wandering about aimlessly, it's bushed tail curled downwards, ears flat against its dirty brown skull. Quickly Nala let a slow snarl eminent from her snout, tail slowly ticking back and forth down behind her back legs. It wouldn't be cat and mouse this time around as she stood her ground, watching the hyena take notice of her form being there. In haste, it did the ugliest face she had seen, lips curled back over rotting, yellow teeth, something that hinted very old age on this creature.

Nala simply chuckled before shaking her head and bringing her rear down into a sitting position, crushing any wild grasses that were behind her. From here she would watch the ancient hyena try to chase down a wilder beast to no avail, a light laughter breaking from Nala's maw. "Better luck next time sucka'!" The lioness sneered to the hyena before getting up and loping towards the shade of an Acacia tree a few miles out. There was no wind, she could not smell anyone else out here but herself and the random hooved prey that would cross her path or simply move a few safer inches from where she was headed. Silver beads slowly spilled over her lower jaw as she had been going at a faster pace, the little comical show from that soon-to-be dead hyena putting her mood in a better way.



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Posted: May 16 2011, 05:01 AM


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Kimba had left the pride for a stroll. He hadn't been feeling to well lately. He had begun an odd habit of gnawing on his legs. Gouge marks covered his front legs, caked with blood. He assumed it to be caused by not having any sex. His mane was ruffled and dirty, covered in mud and dust. He grumbled and his tail dragged behind him. His large paws placed on the ground un evenly, he sunk his claws in the earth, steadying himself. His eyes were blank as he walked in his dazed silence.

Loud echoing clopping noises filled his skull. He let out a cry as the sounds shoved daggers into the tissue of his brain. Wilder beasts. They ran the plain, all Kimba could focus on was the terrible hooves of the large beasts. Kimba sunk to his side and latched onto his arm an bit down. His own blood filled his mouth it tasted like sour milk of a dead mother lioness. His teeth entered the muscle of his fore leg, he mumbled in pain.

Something, no two things caught his attention. The first was a lioness, her body worn down in exhaustion. The second was a old hyena, attempting to catch prey. Kimba got up and began loping towards the lioness, a slightly crazed look on his emaciated face. Truth be told Kimba didn't know what he was doing. Or why. He felt like he had been taken prisoner and someone else was controlling his body. He continued his run towards the lioness, wishing he could stop himself.




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Posted: May 16 2011, 12:51 PM


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With her shoulder pallets in motion the female made finally made it to the shade of the thick trucked Acacia tree. Her body slowly throwing itself on the ground, dust slowly getting kicked upwards, acting like golden sprinkles that slowly fell back over her frame. Taking this moment, she began to lick and nibble on her paw, knowing she had a heavy day behind her now. At first she had slow strokes, tongue welling up between her pads as she retracted her claws to scratch her snout while she licked her paw clean. After that she reached over for her other paw , doing the same motions and then looking upwards, her pale marble colored eyes dark now, thanks to the shade of the tree she was under. Her skin was riddled with random figures, shapes and forms casted over her by the shadows.

After a good almost 15 minutes of resting, the wind shifted, bending the little grasses that could be seen as she sat up this time. Wiggling her whiskers, she looked about, having heard a distraught cry. The tone seemed familiar, but oddly strange for her taste. Grunting some, she watched a few wilder beast start to break into a jog, now the hyena was nowhere in sight. Growling shortly the young female looked around, ears now pushed forward as her long tail barely moved from their normal place at her rear hocks. She hated getting interrupted, especially when she was slowly recuperating from the long jog she had previously. Huffing, she billowed some dew like substance from her mouth and walked to the left, and then to the right, wanting to see what was out there.

Didn't take too long for the female to see a white male, and one from her pride, the only pride around. Snapping her jaws shortly she narrowed her eyes, noting how he was on a dead run out towards her, still having a good stretch before reaching her shade. The closer he came, the more his scent wafted up her nose, a difficult one to comprehend. This wasn't the same old Kimba she had seen some days ago. It was easy for her to see the blotches of blood on his legs, he was white for crying out loud, you could see anything on the male. He looked wrong.. dirty and very different. Nala figured she could ourtun him, as any lioness could chase out a male, but in this heat it would kill one of them first. Grunting she backed up and did the next best thing.

Throwing her shoulders up, she lept up onto the trunk of the tree and climbed, digging talons into the thick platform and hauling upwards. The beat of his stiff paq pads hitting the ground drew closer as she swiftly pulled her self up onto the higher branches, which simply thinned out as she went. Her mentor had taught her this trick, finding one of the lightest branches that could support her small weight. Claws rooted into the bark as she turned and looked down at the approaching male, his strides choppy and horribly uneven, even for a male. She didn't speak, ohh no, she barely spoke. Simply watched, the branch swaying and creaking under the weight she had on it, but so far it held.

OOC:: Yes, lions do climb this type of tree P:



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Posted: May 16 2011, 05:06 PM


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Kimba was in pain, his body said NO but his mind said YES. His large paws hit the ground heavily as he sought out the lioness. He knew he wouldn't stop till he reached her. He spotted her stop by a Acadian tree. Kimba let out a bellow as he saw her climb it. His tongue hung out of his mouth as he ran slowly towards the lioness. He didn't want to hurt her but this demon inside him did. He crashed to his knees bellow the tree. This demon hurt. He looked up at the lioness, it was the proud and strong Nala, from his pride. He let out a tortured strangled cry. He finally spoke but his voice sounded like shattered glass. "Nala it hurts so much. I don't know why" he laid his face down in the dirt. Tears stream from his eyes - he would not hurt the Nala who he had played hide and seek as a cub, the lioness of his pride. He would not. He looked at her and mouthed two words "help me" was what he said, his eyes dark, pained and angry at the thing inside him. Nala was his friend, but deep down Kimba hoped she would run for the hills but he also wanted her to help him. He let out a roar, his roar that once was strong and proud, but now it came out like a distant echo. A echo of the old Kimba but also a hint of the thing inside him.



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