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Post by Bhu on Apr 6, 2010 7:43:26 GMT -5
The mouse nearly escaped my small paws, but I regained the catch when a claw hooked it's hind-leg. Yanking, fur flew off and it re-escaped, but lost it's balance and stumbled. Dio was obviously on my side, for it's stumble ended it's life, breaking the neck.
Giving a loud mew of victory, I grabbed the mouse and wove my way to where I had last seen Yahzi. Not even sure if she was still there, I gave a loud call, though it was muffled by the mouse that lay in my jaws. "Yazhi! I got your breakfast!" Were my words, warm with a love so strong it could be scented. Only recently Yazhi and I had been reunited, and I'd done all I could to show how much I cared. I had a lot of catching up to do for all the lost time, lost oppertunities.
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Post by Miki on Apr 7, 2010 17:38:40 GMT -5
Yazhi A warm breeze ruffled my fur, and I caught myself off guard from my hunt. Warm, I thought, realizing it was the first warm wind I had felt this season. The warm wind and lively green of all the plants reminded me that summer was well on its way. I smiled to myself in pleasure. Even though I was only three months old, I had heard from others that summer was a great season. Prey was abundant, and besides the heat, the weather was enjoyable.
Thinking of plentiful prey, I refocused on my hunt. Abhay had gone hunting for us, but I thought it'd be nice if I could help contribute to our morning meal. My eyes narrowed, concentrating on my task. I wasn't a great hunter, but I had managed on my own so far. And I didn't want Abhay to think I was helpless.
But before I could even catch scent of prey, my brother's voice sounded nearby. "Yazhi! I got your breakfast!"
[/i] My attempt to hunt was forgotten as I started to return to where I had left my brother. The grass was long and swaying with the breeze, and though I couldn't see Abhay, I could sense his presence, even his happiness. Picking up on the mood, I stalked towards him. My bobcat paws were unproportionally large, but they stepped silently as I stealthily crept forward. My short tail flicked side to side in excitement as I crouched low. Now I could make out the form of my brother, and letting out a yowl of attack, I sprung at him. My pounce was well-aimed and I collided squarely with Abhay, hitting him from the side. The force of my leap even caused me to stumble, and I rolled through the dirt, laughing. "I bet you didn't see that coming!"I giggled again, and got to my paws. I wasn't sure what to expect as a reaction from Abhay. Our short time together didn't reveal much about my brother, who was completely foreign to me. But I didn't dwell on how he would react long, I was getting ready to defend myself from play banter.[/size][/color][/blockquote]
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Post by Bhu on Apr 8, 2010 8:55:39 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300]Abhay[/glow]
My paws were light with joy and I wasn't even tempted to devour the small morsel in my mouth. This was a gift to my sister, and nothing in my nature said I should take from what I had picked for Yazhi. She was my responsibility now and forever; never would I allow danger to come to her again.
So lost in my thoughts, I failed to hear the virtually silent sound of an attackers pawsteps. And with the mouse in my jaws, the scent never had a chance to come to me. On instinct, I gave a wail and threw the mouse aside when the jolt came to my side. Locking my limbs so as to keep from stumbling, I snarled and turned to face the threat.
My claws dug deep crevices in the ground and my teeth became bared. It was obvious I was prepared to fight, no matter the enemy. I had a few tricks that would aid in defeating creatures larger than I, though I could only do so much. Even if all I could do was keep the danger away from Yazhi, that was enough.
My tense, warrior-like posture shattered as I saw who had hit and stumbled. "Yazhi!" I broke into a laugh. "I almost tore all your fur off!" Then my gaze fell to a playful darkness as I read her crouch position, and I mimiced the action. "Not saying I still won't." With that heavy, but playful, threat, I leapt forward with sheathed claws and aimed to land on my siblings back. My teeth were bared, but not in a dangerous way. It was easy to do harmless biting if one had a trained mind.
[glow=pink,2,300]Anemy[/glow]
Head low and tail dropping, my paws moved effortlessly through the terrain. I was no longer in the snowy lands of Zonta, but rather the world that Onida had said was unclaimed. If I kept moving straight, perhaps I would run across a Murder Ape that was willing to reclaim me. I was still attractive, right?
It occured to me that that no longer mattered to me. What was pampered beauty without love? I was abandoning my brother, and Ahote. It seemed odd that I added the tempermental tiger in there, but I was beyond caring. Besides, my anger bubbled as I realized this was not my fault. Ahanu had told me to go. I was simply respecting his demand, and doing as I pleased. I was such a fool for listening to that creep for so long, and caring about him for all these years.
A snarl erupted, followed by the voice of a cub. In an instant, my mother instincts took hold and I speedily raced towards the sound. I was beyond trying to be silent, therefore I lost the ability to hear the exchange from cub to partner. But I didn't care, the snarl spoke enough words for me to react.
Once I entered the area, I saw a male cub attacking that of a female. They scented like siblings and instantly I leapt forward and gave the male a gentle push aside. "Cubs, don't fight! You're family!" Though my words were wise, my tone was cold as my mind was still on my own thoughts. If only I realized how hypocritical I was being, scolding these cubs for something I often did.
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Post by Miki on Apr 12, 2010 15:37:55 GMT -5
Yazhi I had caught Abhay completely by surprise. At first he bared his teeth, ready to fight off whoever had attacked, but as soon as he saw me, his stature changed completely. He dropped his mouse, and was ready to play.
I was gleeful, it would be a bore to have a brother who didn't have fun. His dark taunt didn't disturb me at all, if anything it made me more excited for our upcoming playfight.
Abhay pounced suddenly, and with a squeal of delight I tried to run. My brother was too fast though, and landed squarely on my shoulders. I fell to the ground, but rolled away before I could get batted at. I raised a paw to swing at Abhay, and froze just as a voice called out in near terror.
"Cubs, don't fight! You're family!"
[/i] I hadn't even noticed that someone had joined us. I didn't know if that surprised me more, or the fact that this strange white spotted cat thought we were killing each other. Maybe the squeal of mine had... My thought trailed off. My situation was perfectly explainable. I let my paw fall to the ground instead of hitting Abhay with it. I smiled sweetly, hoping that it would help the white cat. "We were just playing." I said, thinking that would explain it all.[/color][/size][/blockquote]
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Post by Bhu on Apr 12, 2010 20:23:42 GMT -5
I'd gotten there just in time to stop the females return attack. Her sweet smile caught me off guard and I sent a quick glance to the male, before looking to the female as she explained they were only playing. The idea bewildered me and for a second I forgot the male was there as I focused fully on the female. "Play fighting? Whoever came up with such an idea?" Memories begged to come forward, of a young male swatting at me. I merely snarled in return, telling him to get away and act civilized. That young male, was Ahanu.
OOC//: So incrediably short, sorry! Wanna finish replying to everything before I go to bed
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Post by Miki on Apr 19, 2010 22:17:31 GMT -5
Yazhi "Play fighting? Whoever came up with such an idea?"
[/i] That was unexpected. She didn't know about play fighting? I narrowed my eyes in confusion, shooting a glance at Abhay, wondering if he was as confused as I felt. The poor thing, I thought, she had never wrestled with a sibling, or even other young cat. She had definately missed out on an important experience. Maybe once she understood, she'd want to play too. That would be fun, Abhay and I could take her own, since she was twice our size. "You've never play fought before?" I asked, my tone clearly confuzzled. "Never wrestled for fun?" And then the greatest question of all sprang to mind. "Have you ever even played?"That was a great mystery to me, a cat who never played. Now that I questioned it, I almost believed that this strange white cat in front of my had never played. What kind of cat was she anyways? I'd never seen her type before? I was overflowing with questions, and it took all my self control to keep from asking them. First, I'd have to let her answer the questions I already asked.[/color][/blockquote] Ooc//: There, short and sweet. Like Yazhi. =D[/size]
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Post by Bhu on Apr 20, 2010 16:32:17 GMT -5
As the small female began to question me, I listened with a quizzical ear. My gaze was mightly confused, for such actions were foriegn to me. "Never in my life would I take part in such antics!" I exclaimed as if the very thought was proposterous. The final question, however, made me stop and think. Sorrow overtook me as I realized my answer. "No...my brother always tried to get me to play, but I never did..."
My gaze fell as I admited that, and images came flooding forward. Years of surpressed energy within my male sibling. He'd tried so hard, attempting to bat at my tale, or toss a ball in my direction. Each time he did such, I snarled about how foolish he was. Perhaps if I'd been a better sister, Ahanu would have never had us leave the Murder Ape's home. Or perhaps if I'd been a cat and actually played with him, I wouldn't have minded leaving...
"So, do, uh, most cats roll around in the dirt, fighting like that? Seems kind of barbaric to me...My Murder Ape's had always fussed over my brother because his pelt never stayed clean...And I was the loved one because my pelt stayed exactly how they put it...They hated filth..."
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Post by Miki on May 25, 2010 19:30:37 GMT -5
Yazhi I glanced yet again at my brother. How were we going to deal with a cat that had never played? That had never experienced the true little joys in life? Her question hadn't been replied to yet, but I seemed to already know the answer.
"Never in my life would I take part in such antics!"
[/i] My jaw dropped. Though I had anticipated this answer, it was now proven and still a shock to me. I rebuked her, but the only sound that came out was a little 'eh' before the white spotted cat went on. "No...my brother always tried to get me to play, but I never did..."[/i] Her head dropped as I analyzed this new information. She did have a sibling, but she had denied his invitations to play. Why? How could she? "So, do, uh, most cats roll around in the dirt, fighting like that? Seems kind of barbaric to me...My Murder Ape's had always fussed over my brother because his pelt never stayed clean...And I was the loved one because my pelt stayed exactly how they put it...They hated filth..."[/i] I blinked. All this information was almost too much to process at once. How did she not understand playing? Barbaric? Murder Apes? Brother? Filth? No playing? I looked at my brother helplessly, I might need some back up with this one. My little mind was working so fast, but words weren't coming to me quite yet. But the main issue was play, if this cat hung around longer I could find out about the rest later. "Well...." I started, choosing my words. "Most of play revolves around fighting, wrestling...uh, barbaric actions. But none of it is meant literally. It's like practice for when you actually need to fight for your life. But it's fun, and you're giving your playmate practice too."I glanced at Abhay again, my eyes fond now more than anything. "I mean, how could you not give your brother practice? What if it changed that outcome of his life? What if he couldn't defend himself in a life or death situation? I couldn't do that to Abhay...." I trailed off, realizing my intellectual side was coming out too strongly. "The point is, play is practice, and a great deal of fun. But if you're not the type for getting dirty, there's other types of play. Like mind games, or hide-and-seek..."I looked up at the she-cat, hoping I would make some break-through. I mean, what would happen if I didn't?[/size][/color][/blockquote]
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Post by Bhu on May 25, 2010 20:18:02 GMT -5
Abhay I'd stood observing since this new cat had made her appearance. My first instinct had been to defend Yazhi, but it didn't take long to see this cat was no threat. A cat who didn't play, lacked the ability and skill to fight a good battle. Her weapon would be words, which was something my sister could handle on her own.
But a fight is not what happened. Rather, Yazhi explained the meaning behind playing; the necessity of it. I gave a half glance off my pair, towards the unfamiliar female. She seemed curious enough, willing to learn. Then a new emotion fogged her gaze and I followed it to note the fond look that Yazhi gave me. I returned it with a loving smile, before turning full attention to the teenager once more. She seemed to have no immediate words to give in responce to my sister, so I declared it my time to speak.
"Where is your brother?" I found myself asking. Had he died in a battle because he knew no moves? Was that fogged look, which I read as jealousy, because Yazhi still has a brother to love? Is it guilt because she now realizes her brothers death was her fault, for she had not allowed his skills in battle to grow?
"With Zonta pride, living his dream without me." Her words were said with a deep sorrow and I found myself giving a mild pity. However, I didn't dwell on such useless emotion. Instead, I continued. Her words meant that the brother was alive; he'd found another to train with. He had found a pride, so he had no more need to playing with this female. Perhaps she was jealous because she realized she her oppertunity to have a good relationship with her sibling had been terminated.
"Well, I'd say you go to him, miss..." I made my tone questioning and awaited a name. When she said Anemy, I nearly flinched. I knew the meaning of that name, and it suddenly became clear how this female was, or was at one time. She'd been a superior, as her name declared. No wonder she'd refrained from play. Her Murder Apes had practically declared her too good for such 'nonsense' at birth.
"Well, miss Anemy, I am sure Yazhi and I would love to have you acompany, and we can find your brother. On the way, we can teach you how to be normal." Those words slipped out and I ducked on instinct, expecting her to swipe my ears off. My offer had suggested she was not normal, but her face told me she didn't mind. Obviously, Yazhi explanation on play had humbled this 'superiorly dubbed' feline.
"I suppose I could hang with you guys. I mean, you need some kind of elder protection."
I noted her phrase was said with a tight tone, and twisted so that it was as if she was doing us a favor. I rolled my eyes. This female wouldn't admit she needed the help of cubs; she'd go down with her pride, even if it forced her to remain friendless. I sent a look over to Yazhi with a frustrated expression and mouthed 'We have our work cut out for us'.
OOC//: So sorry, I am brain dead to the extreme! Hope you can reply easily enough...
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Post by Miki on Jun 13, 2010 12:59:10 GMT -5
Yazhi There was an unspoken story behind her brother, but I didn't know Anemy well enough yet to press it. I let it pass, knowing that if we were going to be spending a lot of time together, eventually I may know her well enough to talk of such private things. Unless she thought us too young for such serious issues. But I would change her mind.
I caught Abhay's exaggerated glance that said 'What are we getting ourselves into?' and I smiled wryly. If anything, I was excited to have another cat traveling with us. And maybe she could learn something from us too.
Looking back towards Anemy, I quickly thought of what we needed first. Our destination.
"So, where is this pride your brother's with?"
[/color] Ooc//: Sorry, it's short and suckish...but I haven't written in a while...[/size]
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Post by Bhu on Jun 13, 2010 19:01:15 GMT -5
In my peripheral vision, I spotted the male mouthing some frustrated phrase to his sister. Though I had never known limits, I found myself blocking the sight out, forgetting. I couldn't butt into these two's secret exchanges; I wouldn't like someone trying to prod into a secret of Ahanu and mine.
My gaze turned loosly to the female of the two. She'd question the location of Zonta. On instinct, I turned my eyes to the sun. I'd traveled a little over a day. "To the north, a little over twenty-four hours." My answer was calm, though inside I raged with self-hate. Thank you, Dio. That was the first time I'd ever admited the baboon's existance.
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Post by Miki on Jun 21, 2010 0:47:43 GMT -5
Yazhi A little over a day. That was how long we had to get to know this....this cat, whatever species she was. That would be a good ice-breaking conversation, I thought as we began to walk north. But maybe when we got to her pride, she'd introduce us to her brother. The idea of a home flashed quickly through my mind, but I knew it was no place of mine just to pick this pride to join. I'd have to be invited, it didn't feel right for me to just invade a family. Wasn't that what prides were like anyways?
"Soo...." I began, my voice casual and friendly. "What type of cat are you? I've never seen your species before." I smiled slightly, politely, not wanting to insult her. She almost seemed like the type who'd be offended for someone not knowing her kind, but I was innocent. Afterall, she was the foreign one in these lands.
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Post by Bhu on Jun 21, 2010 6:43:25 GMT -5
We had started walking now and I felt a small prick of unease. I shouldn't be with these cats. You're going to harm them, Anemy. Get away. A voice, one I'd never heard, broke into my confused skull. I glanced to the male, who seemed the most likely one to own the voice, seeing as the voice had been male. But the young cub just walked, eyes glued forward, on the opposing side of me from his sibling. He seemed...off. Did he not trust me, suddenly? This idea enraged me and I considered taking a swipe. But then Yahzi's voice broke in.
"What type of cat are you? I've never seen your species before."
It was said politely, but I still found myself frustrated. But why? This cub was so kind, and yet I reacted in anger. Unable to fully regain control, I stared forward, focused on each step. My tone was tight and the edges oddly tainted with an emotion I had yet to read. "I am a snow leopard, which is why my brother and I chose Zonta pride to live in. Snow leopards like snow, obviously." It was then I realized I didn't know the other cats breed. "And what about you two?" Again the tone was strange, out of place.
OOC//: Anemy is one of the cats I plan to have killed, going insane with Ahote. This is why I am changing her attitude so quickly. I don't want her really making friends that could be emotionally harmed by her death. I am going to start posting the cats who are dying in the "mass slaughter" and my ideas for it. So just check out the staff board
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Post by Miki on Jul 2, 2010 12:05:14 GMT -5
Yazhi "I am a snow leopard, which is why my brother and I chose Zonta pride to live in. Snow leopards like snow, obviously."
[/i] Anemy's voice seemed strained, and even slightly agitated, though I couldn't tell why. Her 'obviously' made me feel very degraded and stupid. I glanced at Abhay, but Anemy was speaking again so I looked back at her. "And what about you two?"[/i] "We're bobcats." I felt like mocking her almost, but I knew that would only anger her further, but maybe if I kept up with my politeness, my charade would make her feel guilty. Or maybe even angrier. I wasn't sure. "We're native to the land, and Abhay here is almost full-grown, I think. We're kinda small, actually. But I've still got a little bit of growing to do." I really wasn't sure if we were almost full-grown, I could barely remember my mother's size, and I had never seen another bobcat before, except for Abhay. I pondered this, temporarily forgetting Anemy's mood.[/color][/blockquote] Ooc//: I'm sorry, but this thread is starting to feel slow. Should we wrap it up soon? We can play them when they get back to Zonta then.[/size]
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Post by Bhu on Jul 2, 2010 17:00:07 GMT -5
OOC//: I totally agree and was hoping you'd say something soon, lol. Shall I lock her up now and move her to archives?
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