A Private RP for Labatis

[Iri]

Chaltuu nodded slightly, appreciating Angus' words. "Well," she said, "my father says red fur is 'the symbol of bloodshed and war'. In short, due to my very existence I'll throw my pride into turmoil." She paused for a moment before she continued.
She had never liked her father anyways, for when she was a cub he only could spare time to hurl a harsh insult at her. Basically meaning. She had to get used to it quickly, and while her mother, Uangaze, wasn't a bully, she completely ignored Chaltuu and did occasionally call the russet lioness a mean name. Her pride judged her and called her a freak, which led Chaltuu to become very sheltered, very distant, insecure, and she had an enormous lack of self-esteem. She was forced to cover up all of her ridiculous vulnerabilities with a harsh, brusque, sometimes even cruel facade, and she almost never exposed her weaknesses.
Chaltuu had been travelling alone ever since she was two years old, considering how she and Kivuli behaved- they fought almost every minute of every hour of every day. Their heated arguments often led to a scuffle of dominance, and despite Chaltuu's size and strength, she was never able to actually overpower her father. It would always be Kivuli chasing her off to her den or sending her to the savanna so he could be rid of her. However, sometimes Uangaze stopped Chaltuu from seriously hurting Kivuli- but not trying to prevent Chaltuu from being injured by Kivuli. That was the only real time Uangaze noticed Chaltuu at all.

[Does Angus have a sad past?]

[Labatis]

[Yes, but Angus often doesn't tell it.]

Angus felt sympathy for her, because he knew what she was feeling. He shuddered at the thought of what he used to be as an adolescent, thinking he was the best. Being the heir of the pride, he was already honored, but back then, that didn't satisfy Angus. He'd often attack pride members, making them fear him. This way, they'll respect him more. His younger brother, Perdut, was brave enough to confront his brother. He scolded him at how evil he had been, and only hoped for Angus to stop. This was the day that he regretted most. The day of attacking his brother. Angus had pinned him, brutally attacking him. After that one last bite, Perdut had stopped moving. Angus paused, nudging him to get his brother to get up. After he realized what he had done, Angus wanted to hide, knowing his father, the king of the pride, would for sure attack him. Most of these battle scars came from his brother and father, and once Angus gave up, he abandoned his pride. He told himself he'd never be who he used to be, and wish that others could see him differently.

"I promise." he muttered, then looked over to Chaltuu. "Are you alright? Something seems to be upsetting you." Angus quickly changed his thoughts to Chaltuu, slightly worried if she was okay. She had paused for quite a while.

[Iri]

Chaltuu grunted a little. "I'm fine. You'd better get away from me," she said, "before I 'place the curse of my evil red fur on you'." The last few words were mimicked from her father in a falsetto tone.
She suddenly cursed herself silently for being so open. Usually she never talked about her past, but she assumed she'd only see this male once in her life, so what did it matter? Still, she should never have been so vulnerable.
You should learn when to keep your mouth shut, dummy, she scolded herself inwardly.
She didn't know why she felt so open to this male, as if she had just been chatting with an old friend she just met for once in years. But that wasn't possible for sure- she had no friends. She never had, never would. She was unfriendly and usually rather gruff and brusque, which didn't send the "Let's be friends!" message to many beings. But she could sort of tell that Angus most likely didn't have the happiest past either. She could definitely relate to that. She wondered how he got his scars, but it wasn't her business anyway.
Hopefully they'd only share the end of a brief conversation, then they could go their separate ways and not meet again. Chaltuu had learned very quickly to not make friends. It seemed nearly everyone she so much as flicked her tail at got injured or wounded somehow. She couldn't have that, not even if it happened to a stranger she only just met.

[D'aww, Angus, dat's a sad backstory. <3]

[Labatis]

[Naaw, Chaltuu has feelings. I want to ship them so bad. xD]

Angus' ears perked. Why on earth would he think he'd get a curse from red fur? "Nonsense, I can't possibly get a curse from your beautiful red fur. If anyone was to get a 'curse' it should be your family." Angus tried to lighten the situation, but he felt it wasn't working. For the first time in years, he had actually been able to talk to another lion without scaring them off. Yet she seemed as though she wanted him gone, and he didn't wish to give her any further problems. "..I suppose I should be on my way then. Perhaps I can see you another time?" Angus had risen from his spot, and begun to leave, but awaited her answer. He honestly didn't want to leave her, both her and himself have no one to turn to, and it would be nice to at least meet Chaltuu another time. If he spoke to anyone else, they'd chase him off, or run away.

[Iri]

[xD I know. It's funny because I just had a conversation with a friend about her having feelings for someone. xD]

Chaltuu was shocked at his friendliness. "I- I guess we could meet up again some time." But when? She didn't have anywhere else to go. All she really did was wander around, finding shelter for a night before getting up and going on the move again. It still surprised her how he had called her red fur "beautiful".
She wondered where they'd meet. If they did, would it be some landmark that everyone knew about, like the Barren Sycamore? Nah, that wouldn't happen. She hoped that Angus would suggest something because she herself sure couldn't think of anything that wasn't far away or hard to get to, blah blah blah...

[Labatis]

Angus looked around, seeing the black figures of the small herd, and the water that Chaltuu was swimming in. He didn't have a place he stayed, but he was good at finding places he was at before. The sun was setting, and it got harder to see a place to meet up.

"How about we meet here? After all, it is how we 'properly' met. I assume we don't have a place we stay, so perhaps this will do?" Angus smiled over at her, and tried avoiding the blinding sun at this hour. He enjoyed her company, there were things they had in common, and they didn't tear one another to shreds. That was a good sign. Angus wasn't sure if he could call her a 'friend' because he wasn't entirely sure if Chaltuu liked the small while they talked.

[I ship so hard. I can't even... it's such a good pairing xD]

[Iri]

[I know! Even though they won't be an "official" couple or whatever, I feel like shipping them so bad xD]

Chaltuu nodded. She usually lived in the mountains, but she'd meet there again. It wasn't like it would kill her to do so. She flicked her tail. "Sure, we can meet here," she said, "It's easy to remember and I can stick around here." Her reddish fur blew around her face as the wind started to speed up. That didn't bug her; she liked wind, especially cold breezes.
She turned to leave. There wasn't much to be said- perhaps they'd meet again tomorrow? If they both could remember the place, then it'd be possible. Just to be sure, she'd come the next day and see if he happened to be there. "Well, I'll see you later," she grunted. She slowed her pace down a little, waiting for Angus' response. Probably just a "bye" or something like that.

[Labatis]

Angus watched her begin to head off in her separate direction, and Angus nodded, hoping she'd be around the next day. "A-alright, see you later then. Bye, Chaltuu." Angus continued to walk off, and was almost excited to be able to see her the next day. Probably because she was the only one who might understand him, but if he ever told his past, it would for sure chase her off. He shook the thought from his mind, and trotted further into the woods, in search for a fine place to rest.

[Iri]

Chaltuu sniffed the grass. Stale scent of a lion, probably from a few days back, a nomad like her, maybe. Grass wasn't comfortable to sleep in. The tips of the grass blades would poke her, and even though it didn't hurt, it bugged her and made it impossible for her to sleep. Trying to sleep in the soft brown earth beneath her paws was like trying to sleep on a puffball. She was rather picky, as anyone could guess, when it came to spots to doze in.
If she could only find a stone under some shade. That'd be lovely, for her- with her thick, ratty fur, a cold, smooth boulder felt pretty nice after a long day.
She wasn't necessarily eager to see Angus again. She wouldn't decline his offer to meet up again. But no matter how much she tried to deny it to herself, she was looking forward to it.

[Labatis]

Angus yawned, finding a small boulder nearby. He climbed on top of it, laying himself down. He wondered why he had followed the lioness in the first place. It wasn't his business to know what she has gone through, and he might've shown as just another annoying lion. He didn't bother to really think about it, he was exhausted, and decided just to drift to sleep.

[Wow, I couldn't think of what to post.]