by AustralianChaos » September 18th, 2010, 4:13 am
In the end, Tanga's recent trauma did cause a restless night, and as the sun rose up over the horizon the next morning, he was already up, sitting near his parents den, watching the sunrise from the edge of the small wood the den was hidden in, letting his thoughts wander as he tried to make sense of yesterday.
Tanga had managed to get a few precious minutes sleep here and there, but for the most part it was a long, sleepless night, and those small naps had not been restful at all, plagued with nightmares, mostly relating to Sarabi and himself, but a few had even involved Scar, that black leopard that had nearly killed him...and a couple had even involved Marini, much to Tanga's terror when he woke up. He relaxed every time he found her sleeping peacefully by his side, her warmth against his side, but could not be completely put at ease.
The nightmares had helped awaken Tanga to a startling realisation...if Marini was suddenly taken from him, he knew it would be nearly impossible for him to live on. She had been the one, sole rock in his life, the one constant he could count on to always be there when he needed her. Despite being reunited with his family, and being happy for that second chance, Tanga knew that his love and dependency on them paled in comparison to his feelings for Marini. He loved her with all his heart, and he needed her...needed her there to keep him company, let him know she would never leave his side.
As Tanga watched the sunrise, a glimmer of movement caught his eye, and his startled to see Sarabi coming out of the ravine where the others were sleeping. As Tanga took an involuntary step back, despite being a long distance from the aging lioness, he wondered what she was doing up so early. But the question fled from his mind, along with almost all conscious thought, as Sarabi turned and stared straight at him. Tanga froze, locked in fear, as she stared at him for what felt like an eternity. Her eyes seemed to show surprise at seeing him, almost as if she had expected him to have fled during the night, which he probably would have done if it weren't for Marini and Uhuru. But eventually she pulled her gaze away from Tanga, giving him one last angry glare, letting him know nothing had changed between them from last night, before making a snort that Tanga could see, but not hear, and stalking off, most likely looking for something to hunt down for today's meal.
As Sarabi stalked off, Tanga let out a breath he did not know he'd been holding, and the involuntary shaking he had brought under control last night started again, feeling like he had just run four laps of the hill flat-out. He knew now, without a doubt, that he was scared of Sarabi, and doubted he would ever be able to approach her, much less talk to her, ever again.