Learning To Love (Werewolfgrrly and UruSarabiNala)

[Dark Huntress]

Jela gave the stranger a cold look,"I prefer to travel alone." She glared at Sevvy. "But I did say he could come with me. Besides, there is no thing as a "real pride", a pride is a pride, whether you have two members or twenty." Her tone gained a bitter edge,"All males want to do is rule you, if you are the one showing mercy they are less likely to want to." She ignored the males' growling and started to stalk away. Stupid men, she thought, some lionesses may be made to push around and submit, but not me-NEVER ME. She sighed and turned around to face Sevvy. She strode up and gave the strange lion a fierce look,"Who are you, anyway?"

[Scars Mate]

The lion drew a paw out of no where. Jela didn't realise what had hit her. 'Your superior' he snarled. He was about to attack again, when Sevvy launched out of no where. He sunk his teeth into the male's flank, taking him by surprise. Sevvy's teeth were at his jugular, when Jela started to drag him away. He snarled and struggled, managing to break free. He turned fiercely to her. 'He nearly killed my sister. I don't care if you have no connection with family, but I did. And if killing him is gonna protect my sister, them thats what I'm going to do.' 'No you're not' she whispered.

[Dark Huntress]

Jela pushed Sevvy away,"Don't do that to yourself." She turned to the male lion and sank her fangs into his left thigh as deep as she could. She pulled them out quickly, ignoring his cries of pain. She held the male down with a paw and whispered in his ear,"Now you have been brought closer to the ground by a women, and a have a wound to ever remind you that you are NOT my superior." She snapped her jaws shut and started to walk away, feeling the sting from his paw on her jaw.

[Scars Mate]

Sevvy turned around in a zombie-like fashion. He stiffly followed Jela, repressing the urge o kill the lion with every step. They kept walking like this for several minutes, until they came to a lake. Sevvy followed her to the edge, but didn't drink it. 'Jela, I-' he couldn't think what to say. He looke at her desperately, trying to explain with his eyes. But he wasn't sure what look he was conveying.

[Dark Huntress]

Jela frowned,"What?! Just talk to me-I can't read your mind." She pushed forward, wishing she'd torn the male's throat out when she'd had the chance. She sighed heavily, this was why she hated prides: someone was always lagging behind. She turned quickly,"Come on!"

[Scars Mate]

'Um... I'd like to say... Thanks. For stopping me.' He desperately needed her to understand. He trotted after her. 'He didn't hurt you did you?' There was real emotion in the question. He wouldn't let her get hurt by the lion. He looked down at the ground as he trotted. He was very concioud that Jela was debating her answer, and perhaps a response to his thank you. He held his breath.

[Dark Huntress]

"Your welcome." Jela's response was abrupt,"Killing someone is stupid. And no, he didn't hurt me, I'm used to much worse, and I mended my pride when I have him a limp." She smirked smugly. She turned,"Why do you care? Are you just that type? Or what?" She wanted to know, she always did.

[Scars Mate]

"I-I couldn't stand it if he hurt you," he said, his head falling. his voice changed abruptly "His name is Tishka. He was my sisters mate. He nearly killed her. If he hurt you-" he faltered, overcome with emotion. Why did he care so much? "And I suppose I'm that type" he gave a sarcastic smile "Does that bother you? That I care?"

[Dark Huntress]

Jela have him a look,"No. Nothing bothers me. I'm the type that cares about nothing, except myself. I'm selfish, but it's not entirely my fault." She saw the sorrow in his eyes when he spoke of his sister, it reminded her of her brother before Renako...No! Don't think about that! She thought.
"I take it you are protective of your sister?"

[Scars Mate]

"Yes" he breathed. "I was the oldest, it's natural. Though most of the time I got really irritated with her, as we grew, so did our bond. Then she got betrothed..." he sighed. "I didn't mind him at first, but he became kin of the pride... he started to treat her and my mother like dirt. then when my sister stood up to him... he hit her. Hard. And she lost her baby because of stress. She loved that baby, and he killed it. as far as I know, she hasnt had another." he sighed, and looked into Jela's eyes. "Sorry to bore you, but I guess thats why I care." he turned away, awaiting her stinging reply.