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Post by Umbra on Aug 2, 2006 15:54:13 GMT -5
The king plodded along from the Claiming Path, his thin tail whipping the air almost eagerly, a tail to match its master's mood. Suivasev's burning golden eyes glanced over his shoulder to the snowy lioness. "We're almost there now, he said conversationally, raising his head in faint pride of his jungle home. A few moments later it came into view: Thick trees guarded the borders, covered with moss and vines dangling as low as the ground. There is much vegitation and flora he said, coming about the trees and suantering through. Are you good with herbs, Nienna? Many plants and flowers here are usefull to make remdies, but my skills are somewhat limited.
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Post by Flamewolf on Aug 2, 2006 16:28:09 GMT -5
Nienna followed behind, watching in wonder at the beautiful land. She gazed around, noticing painfully how much she stood out, with her snowy white fur. But, she didn't care. It was amazing, this land, and as she trotted behind her king, she was glad that he had claimed her. Her gaze shifted to him as he asked a question. I recognize many, but I'm not an expert on them, she replied. She knew many herbs, more than most lions; but she wasn't a master at them. Her paws tread lightly on the grass as she continued forward.
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Post by Umbra on Aug 2, 2006 16:43:31 GMT -5
"No matter. If you know many, you're more skilled than I." Again he looked to her, but now that they were entirely surrounded by greenery, he noticed that she stood out even moreso than before, but then again, there were alot of shadows and so many differently sized plants and trees, it wouldn't surprise him if this jungle could conceal somone entirely from view, be them brown or white or pink.
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Post by Flamewolf on Aug 4, 2006 5:07:36 GMT -5
The lioness nodded. Not many knew much about herbs; the only reason she did was because her mother wanted her to know about them. She didn't understand then, but know she did. She plodded along, happily, her tail swishing gently, as she followed the male. The packlands weren't the largest, but they were beautiful. Nienna glanced at Suivasev.
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Post by Umbra on Aug 5, 2006 16:35:57 GMT -5
As they plodded along, Suivasev's eyes practically shimmered and gleamed in nothing less than pride for his land. Even though its population was small, it would thrive; sooner or later it would thrive.
His triumphant thoughts were interrupted as his heafty paw slipped away just in time from a thick vine or thorns that lay hidden in the path. Maw wrinkled, he hastily sidestepped it. Can't be all beautiful, I suppose, he thought, casting a quick glance over to the lioness to make sure she had noticed it also. They're pads weren't tender, but some of the thorns could well be sharp enough to bite their paws.
"There are some patches of thorns around the prideland. They only grow in this area, up north by some bushes with blue berries on it, and around near the center of the pride next to a bundle of wildflowers. Watch your step in those areas, and you'll be fine. Any questions?"
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Post by Flamewolf on Aug 6, 2006 15:24:20 GMT -5
Nienna nodded, carefully stepping over the thorns so she didn't get poked. Her tail swished as she looked back up. "No," she said simply, flickering a smile, then looked around, admiring the view around her. Even if there were thorns, she didn't care.
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