A Private RP for Labatis

[Iri]

[xD]

Morning crept over the horizon, spilling its rays of light out onto the savanna like a shaman's paint. Chaltuu, for the first time in a while, had a peaceful, dreamless sleep. She asked herself, why was she out in the light the previous day? She was never outside. Great, now her schedule was mixed up. Fortunately, it had been almost nighttime yesterday; the sky had been turning a dark cobalt, when she had gone hunting and met Angus.
Angus!
Chaltuu scrambled up. Lucky for her, the sky was still rather grey. She'd probably go to a darker place. She remembered in the mountains, the sky was always very dark grey, sometimes nearly black. Snow always fell there.
Stretching, Chaltuu hurried to the small hunting ground, where she had met Angus. It was only about six or seven minutes before she reached the place. She looked around, her eyes adjusting to the area. Where was Angus?

[Labatis]

[That was a humorous post xD]

Angus woke up from a horrible nightmare, and realized it was already dawn. Apparently he didn't sleep as well as he hoped, but he remembered he might be late seeing Chaltuu. He was still half asleep, and had forgotten he slept on a rock. He casually walked forward, clumsily falling off the edge. How long has that rock been in my way...? Angus shook the sleep out of him, and hurried over to where he was with Chaltuu. He noticed she was already there, and felt a bit guilty for not making it here on time. He must've over slept.

"Sorry Chaltuu, not the best sleep I've had." He apologized, shaking his ruffled mane.

[Iri]

[Huehue.]

"Don't worry about it," Chaltuu said just a tad bit gruffly, flicking her paw dismissively. Her paws shuffled a bit awkwardly and she cleared her throat, not really knowing what to do or what to say. Her claws kneaded at the stone she was perched on, and she waved her tail a little, still trying to figure out what to say. Her ear twitched slightly, swatting away an annoying little fly buzzing around her ear.
She felt like a porcupine stuck a bunch of its quills on her tongue, as if forbidding her to speak. It was their second meeting, what was she supposed to talk about?

[Labatis]

Angus looked around for something to say or do, but wasn't sure what to bring up. After the long and awkward silence, he caught the scent of lions. It was a bit distant, but it was still around them. At first, he tried to ignore it, but it slowly got stronger. Was there a territory they were trespassing?

"Chaltuu, I think there are a couple lions nearby. Do you think we are in their territory?" He asked, his muscles getting tense again.

[Iri]

Chaltuu snarled softly- not at Angus, just at the fact that they could possibly be trespassing. "This land never belonged to anyone," she growled. "Never- it was fair game for everyone." She sniffed the air, her nose catching the scent of a group of lions and lionesses- at least four or five. She predicted that they were all nomads. Perhaps not, though.
Chaltuu's jaw was set tautly and her muscles were tensed, ready to spring into a fight- but only if the other lions attacked first. She hated fleeing from a battle. She did like a good fight, not meaning that she strutted around attacking everyone, but she also didn't like running. It made her feel weak and cowardly. Just like her pride had been...
Though their scent was upwind- the other lions probably found them by how obvious they were. First of all, Chaltuu's russet pelt against a pale golden savanna didn't often go unnoticed. And due to the fact that the two were standing upwind, their scent could easily drift to the other lions. But what if they did own the little patch of territory they stood on? Chaltuu and Angus had been there yesterday and no one came to drive them out. It made no sense..

[Labatis]

Angus unsheathed his claws when he saw them headed closer, the once black figures beginning to show the colors of their pelts. The color of their pelt seemed as though they lived in a place like this, a light gold. Just the thought of getting chased out in a place that they were in first made him feel like tearing one of them to shreds. The first one to come into clear view was a male, older and stronger than those who followed. It seemed like they didn't own this piece of land, but they wanted to claim it. The small 'pride' was a great amount of lionesses to begin a pride, but they didn't seem as if they wanted Angus and Chaltuu to be in it.

"Chaltuu, I know they want to take this piece of land, and with the amount of them, we can't possibly win. Even though I honestly want to fight, it would be better if we left.." he muttered to her, still growling over at the ones approaching them.

[Iri]

[Late reply. Sorry, was doing the dishes and stuff.]

Chaltuu snarled, claws unsheathing threateningly at the intruding male. "Yeah, I know," she growled, "I'd prefer to fight, though, if only we were not outnumbered." She bristled and glared at the "pride" of lions.
She utterly despised when she was outnumbered- that meant she couldn't fight, or someone would suggest they didn't fight. Her eyes were blazing with anger and her claws were kneading at the soft earth beneath their paws. Her tall, willowy shape was trembling- not with terror, but with fury.
The other pride was murmuring among themselves, still not looking so welcoming neither Angus nor Chaltuu. When Angus said the previous day that he wished to join a pride, this one was undeniably hostile to newcomers or strangers. The two lions would have to run, whether they liked it or not.

[Labatis]

"Come on, we need to hurry before they land a blow on us." Angus hadn't attacked in a while, and he really wanted to fight back. He was older, stronger, and braver than before, perhaps with both of them, they could possibly win. Yet that would have to be if three of them were extremely weak. Angus didn't really hurry himself along, he was holding a grudge. Oh how badly he wanted to feel the victory of an attack, he had promised himself to never kill on purpose, so maybe he would kill them. Maybe he could just show them how brave and strong he really was. The thought of the small percent of winning made him walk slower, and want to turn around more.

[It's alright =)]

[Iri]

Chaltuu spat, "Thieves!" quietly and bitterly, hating the fact that she was being driven off.
She could tell that her new... "acquaintance" was very hesitant to leave too, and she couldn't really blame him. It was humiliating, in her opinion, to have to flee because of those lions. But the male and his followers looked very healthy, much healthier than Chaltuu and Angus. And stronger, no doubt, especially because there was a larger number of them than there was of Chaltuu and Angus.
Anger burning in her paws, she willed herself forward. The irritation of being chased away from a place that they could have fought for made her paw-steps slow.

[Since I can't help but ship these two, I'm calling them Anguu.]

[Labatis]

[That is an awesome shipping name.]

Angus looked over his shoulder at the lions who were checking the area out, and most lionesses were laying down to get comfy. Wait, they are expecting cubs. That would narrow it down to the male and the one lioness, and it would be a fair fight. He knew it was not a bright idea, but to him, it seemed fine to take what they had first, but then again, it would sort of be unfair to force the pregnant lionesses to leave. Unfair? Our lives have been unfair! These lionesses aren't going to have their cubs any time soon, anyway. "Chaltuu, three of the four lionesses are expecting, that would leave it to the male and one lioness." He sort of hoped he'd get what he wanted to do, it would be a great revenge.