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Post by Andarial on Aug 19, 2009 13:12:57 GMT -5
She had given birth to three healthy kittens and one still born. Sadly she had buried her still born outside the cave underneath a mighty oak tree. She had returned to her beautiful babies and licked them reassuringly while they squirmed closer to her belly as she laid down on the bed of soft pine needles and feathers from birds. As they nursed she rested her head tiredly on her paws and stared off into space. She never realized how exhausting and hard giving birth would be,nor how rewarding. She smiled down at her cubs. She suddenly felt on alert she had to protect these precious little things from everything.
Andee was happy for one of the few times in her life. Tired but happy. She stood and paced as her kittens slept off their first big day. Slowly she stepped to the front of the cave and stared out at the rising sun. She hadn't talked to Kotori since that day of the jaguar attack. Of the first big storm. She frowned, she missed his voice. But he had seemed so distant on that day. She missed the old Kotori. The one that teased her and poked at her buttons. What would happen with them now that she Had given birth?
She paced back to the cubs at sat down. She smiled at them. "I know your names all ready little ones. You shall be Draven (she looked at the small golden jaguar) and you Daciana (she nudged the melanistic jaguar) and your name is Reese (she whispered to the snow leopard)." Smiling at her little family she soon began to drift though she slept very light her ears pricked forward.
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Post by Nelsi/ Na'ara on Aug 23, 2009 14:40:58 GMT -5
Na’ara
The jaguar padded through the forest near the dens that the group of cats had.
She had fallowed the liger there before. Right after she escaped his grasp. When she opened her eyes and looked into his, he got week. Na’ara thought that this was weird. He just let her go.
She had a plan. She couldn’t survive like this anymore.
Her bones were clearly visible. Not only her ribs, but her hips, her cheeks, and her backbone.
And, as much as it hurt her pride, she had to do it. She had to join the group of cats, she believed they called themselves, the Lashia. She wasn’t sure.
She wasn’t sure about anything anymore.
Finally, she stumbled through the bushes around the edge of the dens. She felt out of place in this spot. She didn’t belong here. But she kept going, despite all of the glances and glares that drilled into her. All of their conversations stopped as she pushed her way through the small crowd. They knew not what she was going to do. They thought she was an intruder.
She padded on with her head down. The one time that she looked up she saw the liger, she stopped and stared at him, he stared back.
There was a cave in front of her. Maybe the leader would be in there. She walked to it.
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Post by Andarial on Aug 25, 2009 11:54:53 GMT -5
She was dreaming of Kotori. Nothing bad or good, just him standing there. It made her feel comfortable and warm though their last meeting hadn't gone so well. She smiled and purr-growled in her sleep. But then suddenly she was awoken by the sound of pawsteps approaching the den. Jumping to her feet the kits mewled as they were knocked over and their warmth left them. Her golden eyes strained in the darkness of the cave to catch the form of the cat.
She recognized the scent and growled. It was that cat. The jaguar that she had attacked before when she had last talked to Kotori. Angry she hissed and the cubs mewled in fear since their mother was upset. She padded forward to stop the other cat from appraoching her children. She turned her body sideways to block her more and said in a low growl,"What do you want?"
She made her voice show that the other female obviously wasn't welcome. Andarial doubted few would be allowed in her den this day. Today was special and important. The day that she truly bonded with her kits. She drew back her lipsand bardher teeth in a snarl.
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Post by Nelsi/ Na'ara on Aug 25, 2009 15:37:46 GMT -5
Na’ara
Na’ara heard the growl and suddenly her heart raced. If she were to get into a fight here, she would surly die. She was out numbered, big time. Not to mention, the cat in the cave had kits, this would add to the cats aggressiveness.
Na’ara bowed her head, “Don’t worry,” she said slowly, “I mean no harm, and especially no harm to your kits.”
She didn’t think she could hurt a kit, even if she had to!
“I have come to make peace, and to ask you,” she paused; this part hurt her pride the most, “If you would be ok with me joining the Lashia?” She felt a small pain in the bottom of her heart.
Her stomach growled, she hadn’t eaten in nearly three days.
Na’ara looked up slightly at the small snow leopard. Her golden eyes were still blazing.
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Nelsi
Nelsi saw the beautiful jaguar padding through the small crowd. Her emerald green eyes meet his. She looked away, heading towards Andarial’s den. Andee, as she liked to be called, had kits in that den!
The jaguar stopped at the entrance to the cave. She said something that Nelsi couldn’t quite understand.
The large liger walked forward until he was just twenty feet away from the entrance, he could hear everything clearly now.
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Post by Andarial on Aug 27, 2009 23:16:48 GMT -5
Andarial sighed and her body visibly relaxed. She approached the she-cat and inhaled her scent. She was telling the truth. Or at least didn't care if she was lying. Andee could see it hurt the other cat's pride to ask to join the pack and Andarial understood. She glanced out of the den and over at Nelsi. She nodded her head at him, "I am safe, please bring our guest something to eat."
She motioned with her regal head for the jaguar to join her farther in. To look at her precious kits. The young cubs had not even opened their eyes yet, instead the squirmed around mewling pathetically and asking for their mother to come back. Silently Andarial lowered her body slowly next to her kits and licked their spotted and black little coats. She nestled them next to her with her nose and sighed.
"Have you ever had kits? They are quite a handful even at this stage. This is my first litter. I never thought I'd see the day when I had a litter, " she chuckled and nodded. "Now tell me what you can bring to my pack."
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Post by Nelsi/ Na'ara on Aug 28, 2009 12:14:54 GMT -5
Na’ara
Na’ara was relieved that the snow leopard was so understanding. To be honest she didn’t think it would be this easy.
She almost felt awkward being invited into the den.
Slowly she walked in, the kits were so cute!
“I’ve always wanted kits of my own.” She said. “As for what I can do for your pack, I can bring some food, but I’m better at fighting alone.” Na’ara thought maybe she could be like an ‘assassin’ of sorts.
The liger returned with a rabbit.
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Nelsi
“Please, bring our guest some food.” He obeyed, padding over to the fresh kill pile, he picked up a brown rabbit. He thought maybe he should go for something bigger, but he decided not to.
Nelsi walked quickly back to the rocky den. When he got there, Anderial was by her kits, and the Jaguar was standing closer to the entrance.
Nelsi walked up to the entrance, ”Here is a rabbit,” he said.
The jaguar looked at him with the most beautiful emerald green eyes Nelsi had ever seen, and he was one hundred percent sure that he would never see any other eyes that were so beautiful. As he gazed into her eyes there was a russle in the bushes to his right. He looked, the bushes were about twenty feet away, he figured it was just Chip, or one of his friends. There was a weird scent on the air.
He drew his attention back to the jaguar and his leader.
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