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 Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 2:59 pm
 "I only sat on you because you clawed me, or did you think this happened all by itself?"
Eyes narrowed, his head turned, deliberately showing the marks on his maw, hopefully dripping blood on her in the process. Just thinking about it made him angry, and he had yet to consider the fact that his younger brother was certain to taunt him over it. If he wasn't certain of it before, he had been convinced of it now, girls were completely and totally insane, no question about it.
Trying his best to soften his expression, to just end this stupid fight now, Shin turned his gaze back to hers, tail flicking as if in debate. He wasn't sure he trusted her, she had scratched him once and for all he knew she was just waiting for the chance to do so again. But he couldn't sit on her forever, he had far better things to do, things that didn't involve irritating little brats.
"Fine, but you better keep that promise."
Eyes watching cautiously, the lion stood, stepping back to place his paws on the grass, leaving the lioness free to rise to her own paws. She had better not try to claw him again or he'd, well he didn't know what he'd do, but he'd think of something.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 5:41 pm
Imara sighed and just laid there until he moved, she blinked an eye when a droplet of blood fell right below it, and she sighed, to herself, she shouldn't have let her anger grab hold of her like that. Those that were strong used their anger to their advantage, they did not let their anger use them. "I always stick to my words," she said watching him as he moved. She may have hurt him, though she was trying to defend what she wanted to be hers, but she was wrong too.
Rolling onto her paws she rubbed at the droplet of blood to try and have it come out, but it'd smudge a bit until she'd get herself a good cleaning.
She raised her eyes to look at his cheek, his nose, and she laughed half-heartedly to herself, "Not having a good day I guess, my fault for half of it... whats your name?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 6:50 pm
"Good."
Despite he words, the adult was cautious, only relenting his guard when he was certain she would not strike him. He snorted, a paw raised to his muzzle, touched the marks there as if to say it was nothing, or at least that it wasn't enough to ruin his day, though it did sting, and he was still tempted to return the favor.
"It hasn't been a bad day."
Angry though he had been, the fight would be quickly forgotten, lost in whatever he encountered next just as the sting of the wasp had been. Prone to moodiness though he may have been, Shin'Jougen did not have it in him to hold a grudge, nor did he care to stay angry, he had already wasted enough time with that.
"Shin'Jougen."
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 6:56 pm
No, not a bad day she guessed. But internally she huffed, half of her thought it had been a bad day, someone touched her rock, 'fought' her and won, she had been pinned so easily, she still had a lot of training to do. Flicking her tail she gave him a slight bow to show respect after all, he had beat her at her own game...sort of. "I'm Imara," she said simply.
Imara, daughter of Inari and Eusi, a believer in Mrost, the God of War, and his strength.
Flicking her tail, she turned form him, but glanced over her shoulder as if silently saying mine[/] as she padded over to her rock, hopped upon it and laid on it as if to divert anyone else away.
Hers, hers alone.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 9:36 pm
Shaking his head in silence, he simply rolled his eyes as she walked away. He still didn't get it, it was just a rock, a rock in the middle of the pridelands, a rock that he doubted anyone else cared about. Whatever, if she wanted to waste her days protecting her rock from every bug and blade of grass that dared to touch her, then that was her business, he really didn't care.
Walking away, his tail flicked with one last snap of defiance before the encounter left his mind, eyes already searching for the next game. Perhaps he would return to the den and find Totoro, they could taunt the fish at the waterhole, dig a huge hole in the sand, then take a nap. A smile spread across his maw at the thought, yeah, that sounded like a good idea, a peaceful day with his best friend, far away from the insanity of girls and their rocks.
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