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 Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 1:58 pm
 This is a little fun exercise to get to know the members of the Bhanu pride. It’s very simple: it’s a pleasant evening and the pride is resting. Malek stands up and takes a look around, moving through each sleepy member and exchanging a few words here and there.
The rules are simple:
- You must get in and get out in no more than 3 posts. This is very important. This is just a small exercise to get to know your lion, not a group rp.
- One at a time! If Malek is already speaking with someone, you must wait until they’re finished before you join in.
- Don’t change the setting: the pride is resting under a small patch of trees. It’s raining a little but it’s not cold and everybody’s bellies are full.
- Don’t forget to add your lion’s cert on your first post.
Some ideas for you:
- Your lion might be thinking of how he joined the Bhanu or how he/she feels about the other members. Feel free to get creative and use/abuse the NPCs. If you need a bad guy for your story, Russo is your man lion.
- Try to get your lion’s personality across – it might not be easy with the post limit.
- Your lion’s ambitions might also be interesting...
As soon as Malek makes his first post, you can consider this OPEN.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 4:41 pm
 A stubborn raindrop weaved through every single branch of the dense tree and landed squarely on the nose of the large lion resting under it. Malek’s eyes opened and he stretched his front paws with deliberately languid movements before standing up. The blue lion’s tongue greeted the outside air as he yawned in silence and he took his time to examine his surroundings. He wasn’t the only lion present. On the contrary, it had been a while since Malek had found himself alone. In retrospect, he wasn’t really sure how things had turned out this way. He hadn’t really planned to leave his rogue days behind and he’d certainly never wanted to settle down and form a pride.
It had all started with Russo, the moody lion who he’d met first. Together they’d taken down a rather large buck and somehow the two lions had ended up walking the same path. Before he knew it, his respect for the older lion had grown and as much he tried to convince himself that he only stayed with Russo because he was fun to tease, pretty soon even Malek had to admit that he was enjoying the unexpected partnership. Not too long after, Russo took a lioness as his mate and the lioness’ sister joined them soon after. Even though their little group was dangerously resembling a small pride with Malek as the lead, the blue lion was still feeling rather good - almost peaceful - about the whole affair. New lions had joined, Russo had grown even moodier (as if that could even be possible) and Lani had announced she was expecting cubs. Lions, lionesses and now cubs? Malek’s spirit grew uneasy but he was determined to step up to the responsibility.
More lions and lionesses joined what was now definitely a small pride, Russo’s mood did not improve and Malek grew more introvert with each new arrival. Believing his laid back attitude was not suited for the leader of an increasing pride, he toned down his exuberant personality and tried to become what he felt was now expected of him. Looking back on how everything had come to be, it was almost comical and the humor was not lost on Malek, whose mouth curled into a small smile as his eyes searched diligently – but not without a hint of affection - for every sleeping member of his pride.
He took a few steps forward and almost stumbled on the closest lion whose distinctive yellow coat helped Malek recognize him as Russo. The blue lion nodded as the two lions’ eyes met but as he noticed Lani sleeping next to him, Malek walked past the couple in silence to inspect the next shape.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 5:16 am
Cassia had been lying belly up, trying to take in as many of the sun's warm rays as possible. At first, it had been a good plan, and her thin belly fur had soaked up enough heat to make her drowsy, but now the occasional drop of rain hit her, cold and wet and not very pleasant at all. Rolling over, she stretched out luxuriously, enjoying the feel of her muscles sliding lithely beneath her thoroughly groomed brown coat.
As a shadow fell upon her, she looked up, green eyes twinkling brightly. "Evening!" she purred, a smile on her face. Normally, she'd have stood up (and probably waltzed around a bit), but with the nice weather and the full feeling in her belly, she just couldn't summon the energy. As she waited for a reply, her mind cast back to the time she had first joined the pride.
It had been a pleasant evening, a bit warmer than today's, and she'd felt in a rather lively mood. Living alone had taught her no humility, so she'd been quite happily skipping around, humming a tune and swinging her hips from one side to another. It was just a habit of hers, she loved singing, and her paws always seemed to itch to dance. Well, that day she had stumbled upon a family. Her social, warm and almost mothering attitude was attracted to pride life, and the sight of those two lions with their cubs had sent a shock of desire through her. It had been her childhood dream to raise cubs.
And so she'd set off in search of a pride. Stumbling upon what looked like another family at first, she soon saw that there were a couple of extra lions who didn't appear to be part of the family, primarily Malek. She seemed to just waltz right into the group, becoming one of them in no time. Even Rosso's grumbling couldn't throw the smile of her face, or stop her hips from swinging when she walked, causing her to have an odd almost bouncing gait.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:45 am
“Cassia.” Malek nodded as he recognized the brown female. It always brought a smile to his face to remember how easily she’d fit into the young pride… almost as if she’d been a part of it from the very beginning. Her presence was just as natural as that of a family member and, in the end, that was the feeling the blue lion had always wished for his pride, was it not?
“Zahina has been most gracious to us lately, hasn’t she?” he asked gingerly, watching the female’s good condition with pride as if that was something that reflected on himself and his leadership just as much as on her own abilities.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 9:47 am
"Aye, cubs are always a good sign in any pride." Cassia agreed, a slight purr in her voice as she turned her head slightly to gaze at Lani and her lightly bulging stomach. Her eyes shone with warmth and care, but embedded deep within them was just a spark of desire.
For her whole life she'd wanted nothing more than to have cubs of her own and raise a family. She wasn't sure where the idea had come from, but even when she was young she'd wanted nothing more. She supposed it was only a matter of time, she just had to find the right lion first. A small smile toyed at the edge of her lips as she swung her head back to look at Malek. "The cubs will be well raised here."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 6:42 pm
Malek, too, lifted his gaze to eye the pride’s most flirtatious lioness. Lani’s cubs seemed to have multiplied around her white body – which explained the absence of little bundles of fur next to the couple he’d passed before. The blue lion’s eyes hardened for a few moments as he silently acknowledged them as symbol of the responsibility he’d taken upon his shoulders.
“I should certainly hope so.” He said with a hint of a smile dangling in his mouth as he started moving again, taking each step in a painfully slow manner. “I daresay that’s something that reflects upon me just as much as their parents. Makes me wonder if they’ll stay with us as they grow. You never really know.”
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 12:12 pm
Cassia couldn't help but purr at how worried Malek was about the cubs future. "There's a risk to take with everything, and even if they leave, they'll have good memories of this pride for their whole lives." With a grin she lowered her head slightly and chuckled lightly. "You should relax, you old worry-puss." She added in a teasing manner.
As he began to walk away, she flipped over onto her back again, trying to ignore the occasional cold drop of rain. She would absorb as much heat as she could whilst the good weather still held. Still purring, she gently closed her eyes, muscles relaxing as she drifted off into a light sleep.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 9:42 pm
 >>>x<>X<>x<<< Celest was leaning on a nearby tree. Her head was raised so she could gaze at the water collect and drip off the leaves. She listened to Cassia and Malik make small talk about cubs. In her own mind Celest felt like the newest lion in the pride. She hadn't made any close friends yet. That was probably because she spent most of her time watching the pride's cubs. She hadn't even said much beside hello to Simbaza, who shared her job daily. Well, she wasn't shy, just getting used to family life again. It had been a long while since Celestia had seen her brothers and sisters or visited her parent's grave. The leaves sometimes are dry
And begin to wither
Then a single drop hits them
And keeps them company
Keeps them alive
More than one drop can pool in the leaf
But then the weight makes the leaf let all the water spill outFor a while now Celest had been the withering leaf, with no rain drops to keep her company. But, a while back, her family was like the pool of rain drops. They all spilled out from her grasp. 'My metaphors aren't the best today,' she thought, 'and the poem wasn't that good. I'll have to rethink it later.' Celestia looked over to Makik. She noticed that she was making a sad face and quickly smiled at him. Why he let her in the pride was beyond her. She comes off as crazy to most because of her constant rhyming and metaphors. In fact it was a little vague why she wanted in the pride. Though it was really as simple as: Celest saw Malik's pride ad thought of her family. Her heart went out to them and she felt the need to join, be in a family, and stop being lazy till she died. "Did you rhyme on purpose? "Grow" and "know"?" >>>x<>X<>x<<<
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:41 pm
Malek was careful to hide the inner grin that adorned his thoughts. Instead, in response to Cassia’s last words, the blue lion just flickered his tail in one abrupt movement that he hoped others would translate as a mild sign of irritation.
"Did you rhyme on purpose? "Grow" and "know"?"
It took him a little while to answer and not just because he had to quickly remember what he’d said before. Of all the lions in his pride, Celestia was most likely the oddest one of them all. It had been a real struggle to get Russo to accept the fact that she was now part of the family and if it weren’t for the grumpy lion’s own cubs – who had taken such a quick liking to the strange female – her presence might’ve brought a rather dreadful strain. As it were, Russo was only happy when he could openly ignore the female.
“I most certainly did not, Celestia. Do I look like a poet to you?” and he smiled a little in spite of himself, for the lioness he was now approaching never failed to give him the feeling of a little daydreaming cub.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 7:56 pm
>>>x<>X<>x<<<
Celest looked at Malek in a confused manner. She tilted her head to the side. "Uhhhhhhhhh... Um, tell me: are poets supposed to look a certain way, chief? I didn't know that there are physical traits paired up this that sort of thing. Are poets navy-blue perhaps?" she asked with a sincere curiosity.
In order to rhyme
Is there a physical prerequisite?
Well, if this was meant to rhyme
Then I guess so
and I don't think I meet it
>>>x<>X<>x<<<
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 3:49 pm
Malek’s head mirrowed Celestia’s, slowly tilting to the side as he released a small chuckle.
“I suppose not. But perhaps my dark hue does suit the tortured soul of a poet… even if little else does.” The leader is clearly joking and it’s rather interesting how quickly he lets his guard down in the presence of his oddest pride member.
Celestia is different, no doubt about it. But, regardless of whatever Russo and some others think of the female, she has become a vital part of Bhanu. Her eccentric personality makes her rather endearing in the eyes of Malek and while it is true he doesn’t always know how to deal with her quirky ways, he will not allow anyone to question her presence within the group.
“How are the cubs?” the abrupt change of subject is a little suspicious as Malek often tries to quickly shift between topics when talking to the female in an effort to prevent her excessive reflections. It doesn’t work that often, he is not too keen to admit.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 7:14 pm
>>>x<>X<>x<<<
"Huh? Cubs? Oh yes that's right!" Celestia quickly got over the initial shock of the rapid segway in the conversation. "They are sweet little spirits, that's for sure! True every once in a while one or two will be practically -or quite literally- latched onto me by their fangs. Still, I wouldn't have it any other way. Let's hope they keep some of that "I can take on anything" attitude once they grow up. Might want to ask Simbaza about them too, it's a group effort," That was probably the most down to earth statement that Celest had ever made.
"Wait, weren't we talking about your tortured soul? I'd like to hear more about that!" Celest said, suddenly remembering the topic they were on a second ago. "Perhaps we can get back to that another time. The rain and thinking about the cubs is making me a bit sleepy."
Celestia let out a small yawn and felt her eye lids get heavier. She rested her head in her paws on the cold earth. Joyful thoughts flew through her head; the playful cubs, her loving family somewhere, and her new acquaintances in the pride. Hopefully she would make great friendships here.
>>>x<>X<>x<<<
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 3:13 pm
Malek took in the information regarding the little ones with a pleased smile that vanished all too quickly when Celestia carried on talking.
“Not my tortured soul. I’m quite sure…” Malek started but quickly gave up and let out a resigned sigh. There was no point in taking the bait to yet another peculiar word exchange and he’d had enough of those with the female already.
Simbaza. Ah, that was another story all together. And Malek would’ve considered the mention of the gifted Bhanu member as a clever but discrete way for the female to imply she would like to be left alone. As it turned out, she had no problems openly declaring her tired state and the pride leader found himself being somewhat … dismissed. He took it in good humor and slowly moved away from Celestia after wishing her a restful slumber filled with pleasant dreams.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 5:57 pm
Simbaza loved cubs. They were probably the funnest creatures in the whole of Zahina to be around. Sure, grown lions were swell and all, but cubs were so very clever. He grinned a little, tilting his head. Oh, he'd have loved to have cubs of his own one day. That'd be a fun little trip, wouldn't it? The thought was gone as quickly as it had come, and his eyes slid over to Malek. He sniffed, and for a brief moment, his gaze came unfocused and he was staring at Malek, scarred and solemn and then--
He blinked, and shook his head, snorting a little. The future was a fickle mistress.
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 11:45 am
He had almost expected to run into Simbaza after his name somehow managing to penetrate the short conversation with Celestia but Malek still looked mildly surprised to actually see it happen. The blue lion seemed cordial, friendly even but not nearly as open as he had been with the female and while most of his body looked relaxed and at ease, his expression had once again closed. There were those who could see through his mask, he knew, but for now he’d rather play the cool and fearless leader act for a little while longer.
“Hello there, Simbaza. Your name just came up. Celestia was telling me the young ones are growing well.” There was a feeling of expectation as if Malek was waiting for some sort of confirmation from the god.
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