by KiarasMate » May 4th, 2010, 12:00 pm
Laying like a sphinx, Kopa casually listened to the exchange of words being passed between Rahina and Vitani, his ears swiveling every now and then to pick up upon every little detail that was being spoken. Adopting a fond smile from the flattering comment that left his beloved mate’s muzzle in regards to him, Kopa purred quietly as his gaze shifted from lioness to lioness. Feeling his smile growing larger internally as he heard Vitani’s remark about Rahina’s future plans with The Hunting Party, Kopa couldn’t help but to feel slightly relieved himself, knowing that his mate would at least be able to relax for the rest of her pregnancy. This was just yet another benefit of pride life and one that Kopa was most thankful for given his mate’s current predicament. Sensing that the two feline’s conversation was coming to its conclusion, yet still not wanting to interrupt the proceedings in front of him, Kopa stayed put while he continued to wait for Vitani to actually take her leave as the anxious male anticipated being able to have more quality alone time with his one and only love in life. Clearly, having to share Rahina’s attention with others was still something Kopa was adjusting to, yet knowing how helpful Vitani had been thus far and seeing how Rahina herself seemed to show the utmost respect towards her, Kopa kept his manners about him as he laid where he was and waited for his precious mate to join him once again.
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Carefully slipping her herb pouch from around her neck, Zina silently began to rummage through its contents, her yellow orbs focusing upon one small clump of mixed herbs in particular. Gently pinching two of her paw toes around the odd concoction, the crafty Shaman gingerly removed a very small amount of the substance from her pouch before hastily bundling it back up and re-securing it back around her neck. Holding the precious formula in between her paw digits, the white furred lioness stared hopelessly through the pouring rain, looking for the first signs of movement. Fortunately for Zina, she didn’t have to wait long before a dark figure began to emerge off in the distance.
Squinting her eyes to try and decipher just who she had spotted, Zina smirked thoughtfully to herself as her suspicions were quickly confirmed. It was indeed, Kovu who she had sighted. Quickly going over her roughly thought out plan over again in her mind, the white furred lioness knew that she would have to act swiftly and precisely if everything were to work out just right. Taking a deep breath, Zina darted out from where she was sitting moments ago, the herbs still being clenched in her paw toes as best they could be. Coming at Kovu from an angle so that he would obviously be blindsided by her, Zina braced herself for impact as she calculated her movements accordingly. Seizing the chance, Zina lowered her head as if to look as though she weren’t paying attention to where she was going as her smaller body collided directly into Kovu’s, causing the two felines to momentarily stumble before collapsing into a pile together upon the wet grass below.
Letting out a surprised sounding gasp, Zina quickly picked herself up from atop Kovu’s body, her fore paw brushing through his mane in the process. Keeping her eyes fixated upon his every movement, Zina silently cursed herself as she noticed that her paw had missed it’s target. Instead of planting the herbs closer to Kovu’s cheek like she had planned, the small mixture had all but disappeared into the male’s thick mane. Having no time to correct her mistake though and needing to apologize for her seemingly innocent looking actions, zina fell back into her usual facade as she fussed over Kovu while exclaiming in an apologetic voice.
”Oh, I’m so sorry King Kovu. I wasn’t looking where I was going. I just got caught up in the sudden rain while I was out looking for herbs and was in such a hurry to get back to my den. I hope I didn’t hurt you and I’m terribly sorry once again.”
Performing a quaint bow to Kovu, seeing that he wasn’t phased or upset from her clumsy actions, Zina hurriedly took her leave as if she were being true to her word and wanted to get back to her den as quickly as possible to escape from the rain. Once she was out of earshot from Kovu, Zina openly cursed to herself as she knew she had failed in her attempt. Having planned to apply the chosen herb mixture on or around Kovu’s muzzle, knowing that the male’s natural instinct would be to lick away the rain water from his face and knowing that he had fallen in the grass due to his collision with the white furred Shaman, this would mask any doubt that might cross Kovu’s mind if he were to discover the concoction upon his fur, as it simply looked like any bit of foliage to the untrained eye.
Having her plan to get Kovu sick so she could be called upon to cure his ailment, a plot she had used many times to gain favor with various pride leaders, foiled now, Zina figured that she would have to try another method to get into this pride’s good graces, or so it seemed for the time being. There was no way Kovu would ingest the herbs now and even though the mixture was probably still present within his mane, there was no chance of him actually licking over it himself. Arriving back at her den, Zina hastily gave her snow white pelt a thorough shaking before retiring herself to the dry confines of her small abode for the rest of the night.