"I know Something you don't." (Bhuvana, any other)

[02moonpelt02]

It had been only one day since Ezhno announced their big attack on Zonta pride, and the camp had been buzzing with anticipation and anxiety ever since. The sun was still rising, but it's gentle rays cast their light through on the camp with an almost eerie sense of knowing. The world seemed to know that something horrid was goin to happen, but this foreboding did not seem to touch the small lioness that strutted across the camp with her amber eyes glowing.

Izaray pranced past a group of older lionesses, though they were still younger in the pride, and they stared at her like she was the devil come to earth. The fear in their gazes was like water to Izaray, and she stood up a touch straighter, just to show she was better than their glances and minds thought her to be. 'They think I'm not as horrible as Ezhno, probably. They think I rely on him for everything, but just you wait until I'm head huntress. I'll be more than my mother could ever try to be,' she thought, smirking at them so they looked away, ashamed to be caught in the act.

She flicked her ear and dismissed them from her mind like insignificant flies, moving on to look for her lovely friend. Ackacheta. Just the thought of the pale male made her heart flutter and her stomach flip over twice in the same second. It both excited and frightened her at how close the two had become. But she still couldn't think of any love interests until much farther along, when her father was on his death bed and she was older.. The only reason she would ever have to make that decision any time soon would be if Ezhno suddenly took a turn for the worst.. but that would never happen.

OOC: May we say that Izaray and Ackacheta are now 5 and 6 moons old, please? (:

[Bhu]

In silence I watched the scene, brown eyes catching the disgusted glares that beloved and I shared. The females of the pride did not approve of our existance, and I did not blame them with how soft their hides were. Once Izaray and I ruled these lands, those too soft to kill on demand will have to be destroyed. I had no doubt my allie would agree, though I couldn't afford to voice it yet. Not with Ezhno still standing, anyway. The cold hearted buffoon had some logic behind his antics, picking softies so as to assure his position as king. But when Izaray and I ruled there would be no need. No one would dare set foot against us.

"Izaray." I pranced towards her calmly, eyes drinking in her beauty as my glands took in her precious scent. I hid the hunger from my gaze, not needing the female to know how she drove my male mad. I'd been here two months now, growing rapidly all along. The growth had not only been physical, but mental as well. Half a year was a part of the teenage stage, so my interests had shifted. It was not only violent play I danced after, but my eyes had been opened to the world of shecats. And Izaray fit the bill.

My smile was friendly with venom tipped edges, as I normally greeted my friend. Not long ago, I'd killed Dumi, thus allowing my pleasant nature to return. Well, as pleasant as I can get. "Any ideas as to where that Ende female, Annora, is? We need her so as to be prepared for battle. I do believe you and I are far more trained than those of similar age--" I broke off and sent a quick series of disgusted expressions towards the other shecats of Akando, "--and even those surpassing our age, but we still need Annora's training techniques. I don't appreciate her tardiness." My eyes broke into one of mischief. "Perhaps we should go find her? Perhaps she got lost on the way to our land." I itched for an adventure, to be rebellious and break some rules. Even cruel eyed Ezhno told us to keep to Akando land, and I lusted to go against his will.

Wonder what the big bloke would do if he caught Izaray breaking his only rule he bestowed upon her... My dangerous curiosity was think in my chocolate gaze.