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Time to Light it Up...
Forum-Index → Roleplay → RP Sign-up → Time to Light it Up...Brunhilde had heard the first part of the conversation that Ghembo and this new lioness were having, although now the communication had been blocked off. Rude.. she thought grumpily, They can listen into probably all my conversations, but nah, as soon as somethin' happens to 'em I get cast oot! she folded her arms but kept her eyes intense on the pair as well as the translator. With her observant nature, she kept an eye on any subtle to clear body positions that would give her at least some indication into what was going on. Turns out, as she had hypothesised, animals were harder to read than humans.
Ghembo
Ghembo nodded to Sheera. "You may begin translating again." Ghembo casually said to the lion. The subordinate dipped his head submissively. It made Ghembo want to smile, and lord his power over others, but he knew that to get higher ranks, or maintain one, in his case, he had to get lions to think he was humble, a true rarity within creatures such as they.
"Sheera will begin your lessons today," Ghembo said, addressing the human. "Since she has decided to show up," Sheera ducked her head in embarrassment, "I will go off on a hunting mission of my own." Ghembo was so used to lying, his speech did not waver. Not that it matter. The translation would take away any inflection from his speech. "You will be learning how to hunt and read silent signals between hunting parties. I will leave our translator with the two of you." He gave a pointed look to the translator, willing him to continue to translate the human's speech to his head. The lion gave an imperceptible nod.
As Ghembo finished off his speech, he bounded into the brush, disappearing from view. Though the human may not be able to smell him, Sheera could focus on the point where he had decided to hide. In all honesty, he had done a great job of quieting his footsteps as soon as he wanted to hide, though it may have sounded abrupt. It was a fantastic way to hide from a human, with their poor noses, but the worst place to hide from a lion. It seemed as if Ghembo's scent was everywhere.
Sheera took one glance at the human and instantly felt relieved. Her build suggested that she was used to hard times, and was ready to be silent at any moment. "Human," she said, hating the name already, "we're going to plunge right into hunting since you already know the basics. I'll be leading the hunt. Your job is to scare the prey into my claws on my command. It is a simple tail flick." Concern flashed in her conscience. "When you lead a hunt, you'll have to come up with something different." And, unlike Ghembo, she actually knew the name of the translator. "Blight will assist you in herding the prey in my direction." She turned on her (uh) heel and began to stride away. "First, we should start out on something simple. What about an ox herd? We'll get one of the elderly, or perhaps a young one. We may get a healthy one, if we are lucky."
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Brunhilde clicked the joints in her hands in somewhat of a frustrated mood. This lion seemed a lot more hesitant than Ghembo to get into the knick of things, which she could understand, but she couldn't help but feel a bit bitter and blocked some of the things she wanted to growl back into her head, such as "Right, so I can't do anything apart from scare prey?" but she simply gave a curt nod of her head, "I'll be fine with something simple." she said, drawing out the word in her speech. Deep down she knew that she had to go to these lions' basics, but having to deal with lessons like she was this lion's apprentice or a kid drove her crazy. All those months. Hunting, fighting, doing everything that someone could humanly do in their power and I have to learn how to scare prey? She stepped out of the way to let the two lions pass in front, a polite gesture just in case any of them focused on her negative actions. Hopefully I'll be outta here soon..
[center]Sheera
Sheera noted the translator's ear flick. He was bored, and Sheera could understand why. Ghembo's scent was covering any potential prey scent, so they were relying completely upon their ears. Her tail flicked angrily. Ghembo had to make this as hard as possible, didn't he?
Finally, after what felt like forever, a gentle twig snap alerted Sheera to an animal. She motioned to the translator, nodding her head the opposite direction of the snap. The translator gave an affirmative nod and began to circle in the other direction. Sheera crouched down opposite of where the human should be hiding, and flicked her tail high in the air, praying that the human could see her.
Sheera cringed and felt a bolt of unexpected fury at the human. She had seen the tail flick, so she either forgot what she had to do, didn't understand, or didn't care. Sheera had no idea how to convey to the human to scare the prey into her claws. Exasperatedly, she made a silent roar, opening her jaws wide, and trying to look menacing. The young gazelle perkes his head up at the slight sound, looking ready to bolt in the human's direction. Sheera froze. If she made a single sound, the hunt would be lost, because surely the human wouldn't be able to stop a frightened gazelle with its tiny paws.
Sheera watched the human intently, and saw her hand half twitch towards her gun. She wanted to scream; the stupid gazelle was right in front of her and she could do nothing as it slowly picked up on her scent in the air, along with Ghembo's, the human's, and the translator's. Her mind flickered between two states: yes and no. The obedient side of her remembered her parents' stories about metal beasts that humans wielded, and had said never to trust one. The daring and cunning part of her screamed yes, but she could do nothing, but just watch the human silently.
Far from the lion pack, Ariana curled up in the comforting darkness of her mountain cave, mentally cursing herself. Why did she have to be born a dark elemental? She despised her daytime vulnerability; if she had any other element she'd be able to hunt safe in the knowledge that she could defend herself if need be.
Feeling a bit pathetic, she decided to go get a drink from the river. Getting up with a stretch and making her way out of the cave and down the mountain, Ariana was careful to make a detour around the part of the forest she had last glimpsed the lions as she strolled down to the river.
Zaire remained on lookout. He had taken the duty from a smaller earth elemental croc, after the recent deaths, there didn't seem to be much motivation to survive in the bask and certainly every member was feeling grief. Similar to that of a pack or pride, everyone had their place and to lose someone was like to lose some of your lifestyle, your family. Zaire growled and angrily pushed his weight on his front, scaled feet, leaving an imprint of his partially webbed front feet. He lifted his head for any intruders but slowly slipped into the river with no noise, a skill in which he had acquired over his many years as dominant leader. If a creature saw the imprint, they'd know to stay away, he was giving a warning at least, something in which he rarely did, but sought to do so to stop any member of his group getting hurt again, or worse yet, killed.
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The gazelle bolted right into Sheera's paws. It reared in fear as it smacked into her, kicking her in the jaw in the process. She gave a grunt of pain before digging her claws into its hide. It screamed in agony as she finished off its life with a crushing bite to the neck. Its kicking ceased. She licked her chops, wiping off the blood in satisfaction. "Nice job," she praised the human. "We can head back to Ghembo; this should be enough to prove your worth."
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Sheera gave a nod to human's request, glad that she was pitching extra in. Her tail gave a single flick in the air, and the translator came bounding towards them, grinning with pride and blood-exhilaration. Ghembo would be pleased with the human's cooperativeness and her offering to carry the prey back to camp. Speak of the devil, he came bounding through the brush, claiming to have heard a clamor, when in reality, Sheera knew that he had been stalking just behind the golden grasses the whole time.
"Ah, you caught a gazelle, I see?" Ghembo's tone was deceptively casual, but I heard that lying tone my whole life, and even if I was in the dark, I was able to notice there was a secret behind it.
I gave a tight nod. "The human followed instructions perfectly, and offered to drag the prey home."
"Oh, did it?" Ghembo turned to the human. "Well?"
Sheera, out of the corner of her eye, saw Ghembo's eyebrow raise suspiciously at the human. Sheera was glad that the trial was over, but was worried about Ghembo's offer on a new position. She desperately hoped for it, it would mean more food, and a better chance to find a mate.
Then she kicked herself mentally. Of course she didn't need a mate; she had Ariana. Sheera caught herself biting her lower lip, and Ghembo was staring at her. She quickly composed herself and said, "Let's move out!"
Brunhilde heard the translator and flung the body over her shoulder but winced slightly at the weight of it. She had noticed the strange exchanged of looks between Ghembo and the lioness, Sheera, but didn't say anything, she was still not exactly a respected member of this group and she certainly didn't want to appear as rude or nosy. I need outta here, not kept here longer she growled to herself and restrained herself from saying anything as they returned to the pride.
The silence was suffocating, and Sheera was glad for it. She didn't think she could have made it through the walk with talk in between steps. The translator once tried to kickstart a conversation, but the mumbling soon dwindled to grunts and then quiet. Her mind wandered to Ariana, and she felt her heart leap at the prospect of seeing her again.
After about a quarter of a mile of trudging along, Sheera heard someone's footsteps falter. It was too heavy to be the human's, and too light to be prey. She turned, and a gasp ripped from her chest at what she saw.
Ghembo whipped around at Sheera's sound of surprise. He roared at what he saw, in shock, in frustration, and many other things. He shoved past the immobile Sheera to take a look at the writhing translator. The lion made a garbled howl, and hacked some more.
Ghembo, instead of panicking, reacted calmly. A flick of his tail sent pollen in to bring the lion down under. Soon, his labored breathing wracked with coughs slowed to a steady stream of air. Ghembo felt a shot of unease with a tendril of shock. He knew about this disease, had seen it happen to many humans, where the heart failed and they were, usually, struck dead. Yet he knew it did not happen to lions. It was unheard of. Until now, at least.
The lion's breathing faded steadily, and his heart sunk low into his chest. This time, Sheera shoved past him with a growl and closed her eyes. In moments, clear liquid was being coughed up by the still sleeping lion. Ghembo breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course there was some worry that she felt. If this didn't work and the lion died under her hand, then she'd most likely be killed instantly, or if the lion didn't get better soon, she wouldn't be able to understand anyone, although she was less worried about the latter.
There was a sound, followed by a roar. Zaire had known generally what that had meant. Although he remained on look-out, three other crocodiles had began to linger around and all lifted their heads slightly out of the water in mild interest. With a flick of his scaled tail, Zaire crawled out and was followed by his 'trio' and made his way closer to the noise, it seemed to be coming from the tall grass, which wasn't much of a distance from the east side of the river. "This way." he grumbled, lashing his tail as one of them headed in the wrong direction. If an animal was injured, it would be an easy kill and with the lack of prey around the river, they needed some kill much more than ever.
Ariana froze, a sudden painful coldness creeping over her. Was Sheera alright? Whatever that roar had meant, it didn't sound good, and Sheera was with the other lions right now. Heart and mind racing, Ariana stayed rooted to the spot for a few agonizing seconds before moving, running through the trees towards the location of the roar.
She smelled her before anything. Sheera's heart raced as she smelled Ariana's earthy scent shoot towards her. A bolt of panic shot through her. Ariana was coming to her, with Ghembo and the human right here! If she was found to know and... feel for a creature outside of the pack, she would be punished, or banished. Even worse, Ariana might be killed in punishment. Ghembo was still leaning over the human, who was now doing some type of maneuver on the gasping translator, so she shot off, unnoticed, hoping she could find Ariana before Ghembo noticed she was missing. Besides, since the human knew what she was doing, Sheera didn't need to use her Water element to make the fluid flow out of his lungs.
(@~SpaceAbsol~
Alright, since I didn't want to seem too controlling, I didn't have my character run into yours, since that is kind of controlling yours... XP Anyways, you can say whatever you want with Sheera for now. If you call out to her, she'll slow down. She probably won't run smack dab into Ariana, but maybe she's so panicked that she does...? I don't know! XD Otherwise, we'll both be skirting along an edge of the roleplay when trying to move the story along turns into God-modding. Just thought we'd knock that off right off the bat! ^^ *ignores that I used off twice within a word of itself*)
Ghembo was transfixed by the human's movements along the lion's spinal cord. The translator hacked again, this time a little less liquid coming up with it. He actually seemed to be recovering. Ghembo felt an odd wave of relief wash over him; he was suddenly very glad that the human was with him. If it had not been for her, the translator most likely would have died, or lived his life in pain. He wished that the translator were awake so he could speak with the human.