by KiarasMate » October 31st, 2009, 10:33 pm
Taking one last glance at The Elephant Graveyard, Vitani turned to follow Husudu. Hearing his words and the tone in his voice, the former Outlander felt a chill run down her spine. It wasn’t because of Husudu’s seemingly positive attitude towards the upcoming war that was sure to be waged, but more so, from the fact that he reminded her a lot like herself back during the battle for The Pride Lands with her mother’s former pride. The look in his eyes told her everything and deep down, her own darker nature was slowly pushing its way back to the surface. Keeping quiet for the most part as they walked back to Pride Rock, Vitani thought about what the future held for her, her pride and more importantly, Ayari. Now that they knew where Maju and his gang were, this meant that Ayari’s time of choice was now going to be upon him. Would he choose to fight his former friend to the death, or would he try to talk sense into him. Whatever the case might be, Vitani knew that she’d stand by his side no matter what.
As the two felines returned back to the majestic structure, Vitani was the first to enter the main den as she called out for her brother.
”Kovu, we’re back and we need to talk.”
Waiting for her brother to arrive, Vitani stood next to Husudu, ready to deliver their report once everyone was ready.
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Zina was at a loss for words as she could only helplessly watch on as her fellow rogue passed away. Even though she argued constantly with Kivuli, Zina still considered him a part of her life and now that he was gone, the white furred Shaman found herself an emotional wreck as a single tear dribbled down her cheek. Moving in close, forgetting about the horrid looking image that lay in front of her, Zina bowed her head as she gently placed a fore paw atop Kivuli’s lifeless body, murmuring softly under her breath as she did so.
”I’m…I’m sorry Kivuli. I’m sorry for everything. Siri is going to be heartbroken. She loved you, even though she would never say it. You died an honorable death though, and may your soul find eternal rest…my friend.”
Trying to hold back more tears from escaping her eyes, Zina looked away from Schwari as she snarled angrily, ejecting her claws and raking them through the dirt below her in a violent fashion as she let a frustrated roar bellow out from her chest. Looking over at Schwari now, Zina spoke in a disheartening tone.
”I failed Schwari. I couldn’t save him. A Shaman is nothing without their herbs! If I had that legendary flower…if only…I did…” Zina stated as another tear managed to escape down her face as she continued. ”Siri is never going to forgive me for this. How can I tell her that the only lion she ever grew to love, is gone, and me, the stupid Shaman that I am, couldn’t save her own friend’s life…”
Turning away from the scene in front of her, Zina started to sob as she took a seat, not wanting to go back to Pride Rock and face her only friend in life, with the news she would have to tell her.