Predator (Private - Mature)

Subject: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Nov 20, 2010 8:31 pm

This predator prowls alone
In the shadows
He is quick
He is cunning
He is a killer
Predator (Private - Mature) Tiger9

The large cat presses his head against his paws as he slowly wakes from his sweet slumber. He hears the steps of a nearby meal. He licks his chops and quickly stands to his feet. His fur rustles from the breeze of the wind. He lets out a low growl of pleasure as he stretches his massive body. His tail curls to side of his thigh before he dashes through the brush of the tropics around him. The lush green hides the direct sunlight on his orange and black fun. He senses something is not right, but his stomach speaks louder than his brain. He grows closer to the beast and bares his pearly whites. He spots the timid creature and pounces into the air with his claws extended. As his razor-sharp claws dig deep into the prey’s hind quarters, a large object drops on top of him, encasing him from the outside world. He quickly kills the prey, biting hard into the deer and growls in anger as it lies lifelessly on the floor. The blood drips from his mouth as he walks around his “cage”, growling and roaring loudly. Creatures on two legs make funny and strange noises at him as they prod him with branches and large sticks. He swipes at them with his paws, turning from left to right, trying to defend himself from all angles, but he is outnumbered. He feels a small, but sharp pain in his right thigh. He lets out a blood-curdling roar until he finally collapses to the floor.

He slowly opens his eyes. He is no longer en-caged. He is free. He lifts up his head. Everything smells different to him. His eyes open completely as he jolts his head side to side, looking at the terrain. Nothing is the same. There are no lush trees and shrubs that he was used to. The grass looks dead and yellow. The creatures that live here, they are bizarre. He stands to his feet, feeling tired, but he needs to find shelter in this new land. He starts walking down the savannah. The sun beats down on his fur, getting hotter and hotter with each step. Water up ahead. He starts to run towards the spring. The creatures drinking around it, quickly jump and escape the area. They know not what he is, but sense the danger that floods his body.

He stands at the edge of the watering hole and bends down his head, lapping up the water with his tongue. He drinks so quickly, as if he hasn’t drank anything in a million years. He continues to drink until his thirst disappears. He lifts his head, licking his lips and spots a tree with decent amount of shade. He slowly walks to the shade and lays down. Staring at the savannah, he is confused and feels lost, but fear never arises in his mind. He is a predator. He fears nothing. He rests his head on his massive paws and releases a sigh of discontent.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Nov 20, 2010 9:03 pm

Kiros King of Nothing
Predator (Private - Mature) Kiros10

I am a King
Without a castle or crown
I am still a King
Even if I roam.

Restless, agitated, aggressive, he felt caged. The young lion glared angrily at the King. The first stirring of life had struck the creature, seemingly consuming his brain over night. It was nearly four winters in coming. Kiros wasn’t the son of the King. He was the bastard cub of a loner who had failed to challenge the king.

This may have been part of the reason that the young lion felt the need to challenge…to dominate the King, though it was also a part of his nature. His cubhood had been spent hidden away for the most part. As he had grown larger, he had been forced to lie about his father, though his mother had often reminded him sharply that he didn’t belong. It was her fault, but she treated it as if it were his. However, it was a lion, not a lioness, so his place in the Pride was as the King or not at all.

Yet, he wanted to rule at the King’s side. The King didn’t know who he was, so he had treated Kiros kindly. He had been a good father, playing with him whenever the lionesses let him near Kiros. They had hidden the young lion from the king for fear of the King figuring it out and flying into a rage and killing all of the cubs. Kiros didn’t know that side of the King. He only knew the kind heart he had seen and it made him want to be beside the King forever. Before he had even realized it, he had fallen in love with the King.

“My King,” Kiros murmured respectfully when he finally got up the courage to approach the large lion. The King greeted him with a friendly nuzzle. Words passed between the two. Normal conversation at first, but it soon turned tense as Kiros revealed his feelings. The King was disgusted that one of his young would feel that way, so Kiros told him the truth. That would serve to cause the break. The King attacked him and then roared. The lionesses helped drive Kiros away. They bit and clawed him as they chased him away.

Kiros had fled instantly. He wasn’t sure if it was the pain egging him on or his misery for being scorned. Even his own mother had turned against him in the end, not that she had ever been. Without rest, the young, emotional lion fled for days. His long, lean body grew leaner and ragged as the sun made its journeys across the sky. Whether he stopped or not, he couldn’t recall.

His only clear memory after fleeing the Pride was collapsing. Hunger and pain drove him to the ground. When he landed, he had no will to stand again. Soon, vultures and the like were circling over head.

I am a King
Without a throne
But I am nothing
Without a home.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Nov 20, 2010 9:32 pm

The tiger found himself falling asleep. Suddenly he was awoken from the screeching of some creature he had never laid eyes on before. There were quite a few of them, but if he were going to receive any sleep, he was going to have to chase them away. He stands to his feet and releases a grumble from deep in his chest. The tiger bounds towards the buzzards. As he approaches, he grows angrier. It had been a while since he had the taste of blood in his mouth. He let out a long and drawn out roar. One vulture let out a shriek of terror and backed away from the lion they had been circling. The tiger paid no attention to the beast laying on the floor. His focus was set on the feathered creatures making tons of noise.

He ran up quickly behind one of the large birds and lunged at it, landing on its back and biting down on its neck. He held his teeth clenched until he heard the snap of bone and felt the warm liquid of crimson start filling up his mouth. He swallowed and dropped the carcass. The other birds squawked at him and then started to snap their beaks and scratch their talons in his direction. He let out another roar of extreme anger as the adrenaline pumped through his body, sending him into a rampage. He lowered his head, shoulders high and let out another roar, showing his teeth drenched in blood along with saliva spouting from his jaws.

The birds attacked one at a time, making every attempt to hurt the tiger, but he was too quick. He had never faced a foe like this before, but any foe is a dead foe. One vulture approached him from behind, but he smelled the beast and quickly whirled around to face it, scratching its face with his massive paw. The bird dropped to the floor, writhing in pain. One after another, he started taking the vultures down. They couldn’t handle his strength and precision. He was a killer and he was good at it.

Eventually the birds were killed or flew away, leaving the beast on the ground. He tilted his head to the side and watched the creature’s side move up and down, breathing slowly. He took slow steps toward the thing on the ground. He approached from the backside of the beast and sniffed the fur. It smelled strange to him, something he hadn’t smelled before, but somewhat hypnotic. He looked at the large mane and then proceeded towards the head of the creature. Should he nudge the beast? Would it attack? What was it? All these questions ran through his head, but being the fearless tiger that he was, he really didn’t care the answers. He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and slightly nudged the head of the lion before him. He quickly moved his head away from the creature and waited for it to wake up. He took one step back to be careful in case it wanted to fight.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Nov 20, 2010 9:56 pm

Death wasn't as peaceful or fast as Kiros had half expected it to be. Of course, the lion wasn't nearly as weak as he had thought he was. True, he couldn't force his eyes open or his body to rise up again, but he couldn't slip into the black cradle of death. Instead, he was paralyzed and forced to listen to the sounds of the vultures drawing near. The first peck was like an iron brand against his sun soaked pelt, the heat of the creature piercing his tawny pelt and leaving a small wounded for the brilliant rays to pour into and cause him pain. There was the soft murmur of protest from his muzzle and his face twisted as he struggled to rise again, but his muscles didn’t even tense in reply to his mental command. Soon after the first peck, there was a second and third, then a fourth, fifth and sixth, and all of the creatures began striking his fur. He wasn’t sure which was worse: the pain or the noise. Couldn’t they be honorably quiet while killing him.

Hearing a roar, Kiros’s pain drained mind thought that it was the King, there to save him. The innocent relief he felt was strong enough to block out the pain and allow him to slip into darkness. He heard the roars and fighting, but it was the King. He could see in his mind’s eye as the King tore through the mangy birds. As soon as he woke, he felt certain that the King would tell him to go home. Certainly they wouldn’t be as close as before, but the King obviously forgave him. Maybe things would slowly come around and Kiros would be able to rule the Pride at his King’s side.

Despite the peacefulness of his dream, it was soon broken as his nose realized what he smelled. Admits the hot, dry savannah scents he had known all of his life, and below the sweet scent of blood, there was a foreign scent. It was a wet, warm smell. Though it was somehow feline in nature, it was even more foreign than the cheetah’s he had caught whiffs of. Whatever he was smelling was most certainly not of the savannah. His dreamland mind told him something that his waking mind would not have: this creature did not belong, just has he hadn’t. Neither of them belonged where they were at. Kiros belonged to the dead, at least as far as his Pride was concerned. Yet, Kiros was curious where this creature came from.

Grown on the outside, he was still young enough to be curious about mysteries. When his mind finally woke and his body finally woke, he lay there, trying to figure out where the strange creature was at. Instantly he got his answer as he felt a nudge. Kiros leap to his paws and snarled, his strength caused only by adrenalin. He wobbled on his feet, but his tail lashed and his elegant body was crouched low to the ground.

Realizing his actions were stupid, almost before he snarled, Kiros instantly dropped his aggressive pose, but he still forced himself to remain standing. If this contrary creature before him had wanted him dead, then he would not have tried to rouse him. Glaring still, the purple eyes sparkled with distrust and curiosity at the same time. Of all that things to come to mind, he asked only one. “What are you?” the lion demanded. His mane was a mix of brown a red, showing that he was certainly masculine and strong. Most other lions would not have dared challenge him, simply for his mane. Yet, Kiros realized that it was probably matted and tangled, which meant that this weird feline before him wouldn't know to fear him...not that there was much to fear when he was having difficulty standing, let alone fighting.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Nov 20, 2010 10:13 pm

The tiger stared at the startled lion. As Kiros jumped up from his snooze, the tiger glared at him and bared a small portion of his teeth. They glistened in the sunlight, but closed his jowls as the lion dropped his defensive behavior. He stood tall, not afraid of the matted lion ahead of him. He stared into his eyes, not breaking the glare. He sniffed from time to time, trying to find out what this thing was. When the lion spoke, he just kept his mouth shut.

He planted his feet hard into the ground. He was not going to move. Not for this lion or for anything before him. He shook his body, forcing his tail to flick from side to side. Finally he grew bored of the other feline and started heading over to his shady spot. It was time for him to resume his slumber. He trotted over and laid down in the dead weeds and grass around him. After finding the most comfortable spot, he stared out at the dead and mangled birds that were scattered on the ground. He would occasionally glance over at Kiros, but mostly kept his eyes away even though he was completely curious of this beast. He looked down at his paws and noticed a few strands of green grass. He lowered his head and started gnawing on the blades of green he found to be familiar with home.

While entertaining himself, he found he had become an object to play with as well. A group of tiny flies had found his face and wanted to make it their new oasis of fun as they flew around his head and landing on his muzzle, his nose, between his eyes, on his eyelids and even in his ears. He growled in anger and shook his head from side to side, trying to stop the annoyances. He grew tired of them and started roaring uncontrollably, getting louder and louder with each call. This effected the bugs not even one inch.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Nov 20, 2010 10:51 pm

When the strange creature didn’t answer him, a small frown appeared on the lion’s face as he sat and watched the creature walk away, heading into the shade. Shrugging, the lion sort of gave up on getting an answer. Part of his mind was convinced that the thing didn’t speak their language. Though it wasn’t as weird as the bald, man-demons that came from time to time, the thing was still weird so it was possible that it didn’t understood. However, that did pose a problem, since that meant that he wouldn’t be able to ask all the questions that were running through his mind. First and foremost, he wanted to know why the bizarre thing had saved him from the birds.

As if thinking of the birds reminded him of his wounds, his whole back suddenly felt as though it were on fire. His stomach twisted with hunger at the same time and his eyes went to the birds. It was a sad meal for a king, but a meal none the less. Standing, the lion padded towards one of the birds and flopped down. Slowly, he tore into the carcass, tearing away the feathers and feasting on the free meal. The maned creature watched the striped one, weary that the tiger would grow angry at him stealing food. However, there were plenty of birds there, so just one didn’t seem to properly warrant aggression from the odd creature.

His gorging was interrupted by the sound of roaring. Turning his gaze towards the source, his head tilted to the side as he watched the bizarre creature grow angry over seemingly nothing. Standing, he approached, cautious and perplexed. His long, tuff tipped tail flicked from side to side, brushing over his flanks and chasing the flies away with disinterest. They were merely a part of life. Drawing near enough to speak to the odd thing, Kiros asked in a perplexed tone, “What is the matter with you?” Spotting the massive amounts of flies on the odd thing’s face, he raised his paw and shooed them away. A soft laugh escaped him and he asked, “Why in the world were you letting them feed off you? They’ll bleed you dry if you do that.”

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Nov 20, 2010 11:14 pm

The proud tiger felt the paw near his face, smelling the scent of the other male. Why was he so interested in this creature? He stands to his feet and shakes his head a few times. He looks at Kiros and doesn’t know if he should speak of keep himself quiet. He wasn’t sure of this male. He soon turned his gaze to the dead birds as his stomach started growling. One had already been eaten by the male, but there was so much left he didn’t care. He walked over to one carcass, brushing his striped coat against the lion. He caught some more of his scent and closed his eyes as he enjoyed it.

When he approached the bird, he poked it with his paw a few times, before dropping his head and taking a bite of it. The feathers brushed against his tongue, forcing him to open his mouth and spit out the food. He growled and then shook his head in disgust. He had never eaten anything like this before. It was strange. After attempting to take another bite, but receiving the same result, he gave up. He looked to the male for help. This was strange for him. He never asked for any help from anyone. He tilted his head to the side and stared at Kiros. But why would Kiros help him? He had blatantly ignored his questions and understood every word the lion spoke to him.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Nov 20, 2010 11:27 pm

Kiros was confused when the stripped creature stood up without a word. The exotic scent of the other male made his eyes widen and he wondered why he smelt so…appealing. It wasn’t the same kind of appealing as prey, most certainly not. The stripped creature’s scent was nothing like the sickly sweet smell of the females, nor was it like the dry, rugged scent of the King. No, it was unique and in a class of its own. Kiros’s young nose was curious to smell more of it.

Turning, his gaze followed the tiger and he was perplex to see him spit out a bite of prey. When he saw the questioning expression on the bizarre creature, he suddenly understood. With a smile, he went over and picked up another of the birds. Kiros had strict rules about not touching the same piece of prey as another male. He was fond of having all of his toes. Dropping the bird, he bowed his head and picked out the feathers. Turning his head, he spit them out. It only took a couple of pulls for the bird to be bald. “That is the difficult way,” he told the odd creature. Rolling the bird on its now bare back, he tore into the stomach so that all of the meat would be exposed through a hole. With a soft, happy sound, he said, “And that is the easy way.”

Bowing his head, he took a few bites from his own bird, before pausing to see if his companion had gotten the hang of it. Lowering his body into a more relaxed pose, he told the odd creature, “I am known as a Lion or Savannah Spirit. This is what my people are called. My name is Kiros though.” Tilting his head, he added quickly, “Among my people, I am considered very powerful.” ’Though a king is nothing without a Pride,’ he thought with a slight frown, his purple hues darkening with slight sadness.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Nov 20, 2010 11:56 pm

He watched the lion, head tilted to the side slightly. He attempted to copy the lion, mimicking his every move, while keeping close eyes on him. A couple times he messed up and had a mouth full of feathers. His tail swayed back and forth as he started to grow frustrated. Eventually he got the concept pulling the feathers out and actually enjoying the meat of the bird. He bit down and clenched his teeth, ripping the muscle and meat from the bone. He thrashed his head about from side to side as the blood and juices sprayed the surrounding area. He chewed his food happily and then when he was done, he moved onto the next bird.

He was a larger tiger and needed a lot of sustenance. When he finally ate until he was fool, he did something out of his norm. He walked over to Kiros and lightly nudged the top of his head under Kiros’ chin. As soon as he made the gesture he quickly pulled himself away from the lion and walked back to his sleeping spot. Although when he reached his destination, he just sat down and stared at the lion. It was not yet time to talk. He wondered how long it would take for the lion to grow angry due to his silence. He may have made a new friend, but it may also be an enemy in disguise. The proud tiger just sat and stared off into the horizon. If the lion was going to act, he would be ready.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Wed Nov 24, 2010 3:36 pm

Perplexed and enchanted, Kiros half forgot to eat as he watched the mysterious slowly figure out how to eat. When he did remember, he tucked his snout into the meat and focused on that and his thoughts. If the creature didn't know how to eat a bird, that meant he certainly wasn't from around here. It was strange that he had chosen to attack the scavengers in the first place. True, they were an easy meal if they had bait, but most did not even think to do something so creative. I guess I was the bait in this case, Kiros thought with a slight smile.

Finishing his meal, he stretched and yawned. The nudge startled him. With a throaty, happy sound, he assured the other, wordlessly, that it was okay. He sat in the sunlight, grooming himself. It was good weather, not too hot or too cold. Yawning, he stood up and lazily padded towards the shade anyway. Flopping down not far from the odd creature, he told him, "If I annoy you with my talking, tell me...or growl. Growling is a good indication." His ears flicked and he paused for a second before continuing, "I used to make all of the females growl at me in my old Pride. They called me more chatty than the yearlings, but I was only a yearling then. They expected me to grow up fast because of my mane, but I never really did. I'm still more than a little immature, but I think it's a good thing. it keeps me young.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sun Nov 28, 2010 7:43 pm

The tiger stared off into the horizon, until his ears were alarmed by a voice protruding from the lion. He closed his eyes a couple times and thought to himself, “if I speak, will he be quiet or only talk more? Maybe he can help me get home?” The striped one looked at Kiros and smiled, nodding his head along with the story, showing his interest, even though he wanted to know real information. He wanted to know where he was, how he got there, and how he was going to go back home. Home, the place he had lived for his whole life. He missed the lush jungle trees, the screeching monkeys, and cold waterfalls that led into deep pools of cool waters. Oh how he loved to swim. He closed his eyes and started imagining the water around him, eating the green grass on the jungle floor, and rubbing his body against the moss covered trees.

He eventually slipped off into a daze which led to sleep. He quietly grunted with each breath that was pushed from his nostrils. He dreamt of being home. His chest slowly rose and fell with each deep breath. His tail laid alongside his hip and his head rested on his massive paws.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sun Nov 28, 2010 7:57 pm

Kiros was keenly aware that the other wasn't really paying attention to his words. Silently, he felt that it was fitting. If the other wouldn't answer him, then why should he bother with telling the other anything useful? Of course, Kiros instantly realized he had no idea what would actually be useful to the bizarre creature and what was pointless babble from him.

Just before launching into another story about when he was still in the pride, Kiros twisted his head around and groomed his long mane. It was in horrible condition, which was aggravating to him. He was as vein as a house cat when it came to his pelt. Yet, recent times hadn't given him much of a chance to groom. 'That feline must think I'm dirty,' Kiros mused to himself as his mane and then slowly the rest of his pelt. By the time he had finished, the taste of sand was strong in his mouth, but his tawny pelt appeared more of a golden brown than a sandy yellow. He was proud of himself.

Looking once more towards the tiger, Kiros was surprised to see him sleeping. Standing, the lion yawned and stretched. Padding a few feet, closer to the trunk of the tree and the shade, the majestic lion was quick to sink to the earth again. His large head rested on his massive paws as he slept for a short while. His ears were perked for sound and the slightest hint of sound jarred him awake.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Tue Nov 30, 2010 8:40 pm

The tiger slept peacefully, until a strange noise awoke him. He never was much of a heavy sleeper. As he opened his eyes to peer around them, he smelled a bizarre smell. The heckling noise increased in numbers. He turned his head from right to left, but the noise approached from behind. He stared at the dead birds around them. The heat from the sun had made the meat smell more intense. ‘Uh oh,’ he thought to himself. He quickly turned around as he heard the noise coming closer. A group of strange creatures was approaching fast. They circled Kiros, the tiger, and the dead bird remnants on the ground. He averted his eyes from one to the others. There were so many. He had never met a foe like this before. Were they friendly or foe? Their voices were strange, something he had never heard before. If they were looking for a fight, he was more than happy to give them one.

Three of the creatures went towards the birds and started picking at the meat that was left. The others continued to circle the lion and tiger. He growled lowly, testing them. A few of the creatures growled and bared their teeth. Now he knew he was at a disadvantage. The striped male pressed his ears flat against his head as he bared his much larger teeth to the creatures. He released a large roar from his throat, this only angered the pack around them. The three that were eating, lifted their heads and joined their pack in circling. One male lunged at the tiger and bit his shoulder, not too hard, but enough to anger the large feline. He quickly looked at the tired male which was now at his side. He had moved closer to Kiros, trying to defend him, just in case the other creatures wanted to bring him harm.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Wed Dec 01, 2010 4:12 pm

Hearing the sound of cackling, the lion was instantly on his paws. Since Kiros didn't have his own territory, he wasn't as prone to roar. Instead, he snarled at the foul creatures. His purple eyes narrowed threateningly as they approached. His long, tuff tipped tail lashed behind him and his claws slipped out. Since he had formerly convinced himself that the weird stripped creature couldn't understand him, Kiros didn't bother giving a verbal warning. He hoped his snarling would be an indication enough. Kiros moved closer to the nameless creature, hoping to guard his pack and receive some protection as well.

The hyenas began to move closer, barking as they snapped. Kiros ended up snapping and lunging at the creatures. Claws extended, he smacked his huge paw against one of their faces, sending it staggering before pouncing at the next one. His long claws made quick work of the creature's throat. It fell gasping and Kiros retreated back, closer to the stripped creature again.

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Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Tue Dec 21, 2010 4:23 pm

The tiger watched as the lion defended the both of them. He quickly turned his head to the side, once he heard steps running towards him. He released a growl as he saw two hyenas running at them. He quickly swiped one of them across the face. The second jumped onto the tiger's back and started gnawing on his back. He let out a roar and quickly tossed the smaller creature to the floor. He pounced on him, digging his teeth into the beast and ripping viciously. The blood splattered his chin and neck, staining his white fur. He ran back to Kiros and took his defensive stance. After a few more attacks from the creatures, they finally stopped and eventually left the two males alone.

The tiger turned his head to look at his new companion and smiled. "Are you alright?" he quietly muttered to him.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Tue Dec 21, 2010 4:34 pm

Kiros actually felt himself relax when the strange creature helped him fight off the vicious hyenas. The smaller males were the first to break and run away, but the lion knew from past experience that they had to drive the lead female away to be truly safe. Yet, he couldn't seem to spot her. Abruptly, the large female came forth, charging straight for his companion. Before she could reach the tiger, the lion launched himself at her. The two tumbled and fought, but Kiros managed to swat her with his claws across the throat. He knew better than to kill her, but the pain was enough to send her fleeing away.

Snarling, he watched the last of the creatures leave. The fight had taken the little bit of strength that the small meal and sleeping had given him. Once hyenas were far from sight, he sank down onto his haunches and started panting. He was over heated and the wounds he had gained were shallow, but painful. Hearing a voice, Kiros instantly launched to his paws and spun to face it...Only to freeze in confusion. The only one there was the tiger. Flicking her dark tuffed tail, he titled his head in confusion, before realizing it had been the other to speak.

Ducking his head in embarrassment, he answered, "I'm fine. Just a few nips. What about you?" Looking at where the hyena had bitten the tiger's back, he asked, "Can I clean that for you? It looks bad."

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Tue Dec 21, 2010 5:10 pm

The tiger shook his head on confusion. 'Did I really just speak to this creature?' he thought to himself. He had never really spoken to other tigers before, let alone another feline. But it was too late. He spoke to the creature, now he would have to continue to reply.

"If you wouldn't mind," he said as he tried to look at his own wound, but it was out of sight for him. The tiger finally stopped trying to look at the wound and laid down on his stomach. He rested his head on his paws as he started to lick the red from them. He wasn't much of a killer for no need, but he had to save Kiros. He truly felt they were in danger. His tail flicked in the dirt, back and forth. He stopped licking his fur and looked up at the feline.

"What are you anyways?"

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Tue Dec 21, 2010 5:56 pm

The lion nodded and stepped forward. Shifting so that he could reach the wound, his sand paper-like tongue rasped over the raw flesh, cleaning away dirt and debris that had been left by the hyena's maw. Once he was finished, he began to tend to the smaller wounds on his own pelt and then laid down. The sun was finally starting to sink so the heat of the day was beginning to fade. Soon, it would feel like it was freezing, but it was too early in the season for the weather to get to the point that the lion could see his breath.

Hearing the question, Kiros's ears perked and he answered, "I already told you. I am a lion or desert spirit. What are you?" The lion stretched, tearing at the earth with his claws to clean the bits of flesh and blood from them. Once they were cleaned of that, he clawed up the grass. Sitting on his haunches, he groomed his paws, his purple eyes narrowing with contentment. A low, happy cuffing escaped him when he finally could lick his pelt without tasting their foul blood.

Standing and shaking his mane so that the dark, red brown cascaded over his muscular shoulders, the lion looked at the tiger with curiosity. "I am Kiros," he repeated once again and then asked, "Do you have a name?"

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Sat Jan 29, 2011 10:50 am

The tiger stared at himself before deciding how to answer the other's questions. He smiled and then looked up at the lion's eyes. "I am a tiger. I come from a place that seems..." he said as he looked around the area. It looked completely different from his home he was used to. "... very far away..." he continued and then looked at Kiro again. He stood to his feet and then bowed his head to the lion. "I am Renato, named after my father." He stared at the male and then smiled again.

"Where are we exactly? Where are all the lush trees, plants and moss? I am used to seeing these things where I come from."

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Fri Jan 27, 2012 8:57 am

"It is an honor to meet you, Renato," the lion declared, bobbing is head in return. Shaking his mane again, he yawned, flashing long fangs that were still stained from previous hunts. Like most lions, he slept more than half of his day, though that seemed to be ending quite abruptly. Tilting his head at the other's description, he gave him an amazed look and told him, "That is more than a moon's travel from here, even if you cut through others territory. How did you get here?"

As he spoke, he turned in the proper direction of such forests. Though he didn't know they were the wrong sort as well, the rain forest that was so far away was the closest he could think of. He had only been there once, but knew that it was a difficult terrain to live in and few lions ever wondered that far. Glancing at the stripped creature, he wondered if he would have to just for his sake. He certainly hoped not, but had a feeling that he would.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Fri Jan 27, 2012 8:01 pm

Renato shook his head and closed his eyes. "I can't... I don't.... I don't know..." His eyes grew sorrowful. He missed the world he knew. This one was strange and even though he wasn't alone, he felt very alone.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Fri Jan 27, 2012 8:49 pm

Seeing the sorrowful look in his new found companion's eyes, he padded over and butted his head against the striped shoulder. It was a solemn, silent gesture of comfort, and all he had to offer. Looking him directly in the eye, he told him, "Don't worry. I will help you here for as long as you need me." He was a king without a home or a throne. All he had left was to roam. Thin and half as strong as he could have been, he would still be a useful companion, more so now that he had someone to help him with hunting.

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Fri Jan 27, 2012 9:53 pm

Renato knew not what compelled him to do this, but he did it. As he was nudged by the other male, his tongue left a rather hard impression on the other's face. Shamefully, he turned his head away and started walking anywhere. "Let's find some good food huh? What have you got to eat around here?"

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Fri Jan 27, 2012 10:11 pm

A happy chuff escaped, Kiros at the lick. It was a soft, quick sound that soon died. Padding after the tiger, he glanced around and answered, "Gazelle are the best. Despite how fast they are, their meat is soft. Hippos are good, but impossible to kill." He thought of a few other prey animals, describing them to the tiger as he lead the right direction towards the jungle. It would be a far walk, and they would have to hunt along the way. Spotting vultures in circling, he nudged him and said, "That is the best way to find prey. No energy, and we're usually enough to chase anything off."

Subject: Re: Predator (Private - Mature) Fri Jan 27, 2012 10:57 pm

Listening to the description of the strange animals of the area, he was purely confused. He tried to think of things that were like the animals around here. But nothing came to mind. "Gazelle sounds fun," he commented. He licked his lips as he looked for something that was called a 'gazelle'.

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