by Songo » May 6th, 2011, 3:21 am
OOC: Yes its my charrie 'Mostro'. But I wouldnt mind if you guys wanted to create a few other lionesses to accompany him, when he finds Zira. It helps the bad guys numbers get a little bigger. We always need bad guys to keep the story flowing.
Nala's blue eyes gazed down at her three cubs and she nuzzled Chaka, "Hungry already are we..Chaka. Well eat up to grow and be a strong lion like your father." she cooed softly and lifted Chaka up and moved him closer to her belly so he could drink milk. She felt his little lips suckle and she jumped slightly, "You are hungry aren't you.." she laughed softly. Hearing the whinning Kopa she licked his head softly and purred in his ear. Pulling him closer she let Kopa listen to her heartbeat. "Hush my child. I see this one is going to be the center of attention." she joked and nudged Simba's cheek. She looked at little Kopa and smiled, before moving her muzzle to Kiara. She licked at her and watched her eat, a smile on her face.
Sarafina watched Shujaa chase after Mheetu and she sat beside Nala, "Shes beautiful Nala. Such a little sweetheart." she cooed over her new granddaughter. Sarafina smiled at the little princess, "You didn't make a sound when you were born either, but I remember Simba being very nosiey! Right Mufasa?" she chuckled turning to the King.
Mheetu's green eyes looked at his father and he stared at him for a moment before giving in, "Fine." he muttered and turned away from Shujaa laying back in the grass. Mheetu sighed deeply and stared at his reflection in the water, his green eyes searched for an answer. "Why did you leave your pride father?" he asked sternly. There talk had been interrupted by Vitani stepping in and he knew she was listening, his ears flattened back. "Princess.." he mumbled. "Looks like i've been chosen as your protector." he added rolling his green eyes.
---Meanwhile in the outlands----
He had been traveling for a long time, endless days, different prides. He was searching, looking for something more. Something he hoped one day he could find. "What am I thinking.." groaned the low toned male voice. His large chocolate paws kicked dust around his body as he stepped into the dry territory out of the jungle, scents filled his nostrils. "Odd..another pride.." he muttered out loud questioning the new route he decided to take. Mostro was use to the traveling and being forced from a Pride, scars lined his right side from a lion attack a few weeks back. Slowly scabbing with fresh brown furr growing but those patches will never feel the same. Mustard yellow eyes checked out his surroundings, anthills, logs, dead bones of animals, "Looks like i stumbled into hell.." he joked to himself. As he made his way through the outlands he took note of little things, old bones with decaying meat and a small mud hole filled with mucky water. He stepped over to it and noticed small female paw prints, "Hmh.." he grunted and continued on. There wasn't much light in this shadowy area, the sun was setting and it grew darker as Mostro's eyes seemed to light up as he peered into a dark cave. A long red scar traced from his chin past his eye towards his ear, a encounter from a King when he was a young teenager. Male never seemed to be fond of him, his nostrils flared as he smelled her. "Got ya.." he muttered and made his way into the cave. Gently he stepped his fangs bared and eyes searching, "Where was she hiding...? he thought to himself.