My First Hunt

[Goanna]

Outside, generic paced up and down, thinking of the lioness. He wondered if she would reappear. Generic grinned to himself. He could introduce himself with another of his made-up names. Maybe he could even pull off being a pride leader. That would be impressive. He grinned broadly, then stopped. Of course she wouldn't fall for that. For one thing, he was a rogue. Then there was the matter of his clumsily slipping on the riverbank and nearly being devoured by a crocodile. He shrugged. Lionesses were not usually clever. She might have forgotten

[Nailyila]

Nailyila sprinted through the grasslands, nearing the pond. She needed to make sure that that lion was okay. She skidded to a halt as she sensed that she was near. She walked through the grass and into the clearing of the pond. "Hello? Is anyone here?" She called out, lunging atop the boulder that overlooked the pond. "Hello?" She called out louder.

[Goanna]

Generic perked up his ears. Someone was calling to him. He realised it was the lioness he had met earlier. Gen thought hard of some markings he could add to his utterly average light brown coat. Turning around, he spotted a burnt-out stick. Charcoal! He grabbed the stick in his mouth, and dragged it across his body, creating lines all over. He nodded to himself, admiring his reflection in the water. He looked like a new lion. Generic then remembered that the lioness was calling him. He replied, in the most majestic voice he could muster. "Over here."

[Nailyila]

Nailyila perked her ears and turned her head toward the voice. "It's you!" She said happily bounding through the bushes and seeing the lion again. Her mouth gaped open when she saw his beautifully marked coat. "Wow, your coat is so beautiful." She said admiring it. "By the way, i'm Nailyila. And you are?" She said raising one eyebrow.

[Goanna]

Generic chuckled as she complimented his painted on coat. Unwittingly, she had helped sink into his stubborn head his plainness, and increased his desire to be unique. He raised his head towards hers, and declared his name, "I am Ishtar the Second Prince of The SubHeld Sun", he said, wildly pleased with his ingenuity.

[Nailyila]

Nailyila's eyes widened. "Wow, some name. Uh, let me see if i can match that." She said smiling. "I'm Princess Nailyila, daughter of Siruano King of the Pride Lands." She said, holding her head high. "Are you... A prince of you Pride Land?" Nailyila said raising her eyebrows.

[Goanna]

Generic first grinned, then frowned as he realised she wasn't sucked in by his phony name. He sighed, then heard her question. Realising the opportunity, he carried on with his story, "Of course," he said, "Can you not tell from this noble face? I have been sent on a.... a..." he took some time to think, then carried on, "a quest. My brother and I were sent to retrieve the... Ishtar flower, to determine who would be the next leader. In fact, I had just about plucked it from the water when... the.. cro...croc..cro" he paused, unwilling to go on.

[Nailyila]

Nailyila raised her eyebrows and gave a smile. "Really? I'm so sorry you lost you 'Ishtar' flower. Here is another." Nailyila said, picking a random flower from the grass. "I assume this is right?" She said smiling again. "Come, it will be my honor to escort someone as high as you in ranking to my home in The Pridelands." She said, bowing her head and looking up again smiling, her eyebrows raised again. She saw that the lion wasn't finishing his sentence and she dropped the expression. "Do you mean, crocodile?" She stated for him. Before Nailyila could answer she scoffed. "Alright, listen, what is your name? I'm a friend, no matter who you are. Are you a rogue?" She asked tilting her head.

[Goanna]

Generic muttered a reply as Nailyila gave him a flower. "Er.. yes... yes... crocodile." he muttered, annoyed by her playful tone. As she kept talking, he realised none of his guise had worked. Darn.
He hung his head in dissaproval, then raised it again. He could still attempt something. "Fine, caught me out," he grinned, "My real name is Jerome Elome, and I come from yonder," he waved his paw in some vague direction, charcoal dust flying everywhere.

[Nailyila]

Nailyila laughed. "Alright. Can I just call you Elome for short?" She asked smiling, since he had stopped the lying. "Come on, I must be getting back to The Pridelands. It's getting late, and my father has a temper if I'm not absolutely back by sundown. I have two curfews. One at noon and one at sundown. It's rather tedious and annoying." She said, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, come on. You can tell me all about where you're from on the way. Or i can tell you about my past. Either way." She said, picking up the pace as she bounded through the bushes and into the grasslands.

[Goanna]

Generic raised an eyebrow and followed her, his paws flying as he ran alongside her.

[Nailyila]

Nailyila padded along picking up speed as they hit the tall grass of the grasslands. "My home is up ahead. You can finally meet my father. The King, i mean." Nailyila said, picking up speed and bounding atop Pride Rock.

[Goanna]

Generic ran through the grass. It itched and rubbed against his sides, and caused all the charcoal to come off. He was slightly nervous about this king, but then realised something. What if he challenged and overcome him? He would accomplish his goal of being a pride leader. Gen snickered quietly to himself, then decided to get some inside information. "So, whats he like, this King... uh... father of yours, eh?"

[Nailyila]

Nailyila smiled. She was happy her new friend wanted to get know her better. "He's great. And i sware, when you see him, he looks like a God he's so big. He over towers the rest of the males and of coarse all the females. He's very generous and nice, but if he's angry, his booming voice will break out, and if you threaten, those claws are out quicker than ever. But not to worry. If i say your a friend of mine, he won't hurt you. My dad wouldn't wver hurt my friends. If they aren't of the Pride he may keep an eye on them for a while. but he's usually very sweet." Nailyila said licking her paw. She leaped atop the Pride Rock. "This way." She signaled, stepping into the den. "Father!" Nailyila called out. A huge lion stepped out of the den and stretched his burly shoulders, extending his sharp claws. "Yes, Nailyila?" He said, with his sweet voice. It was a nice fatherly tone of voice that Nailyila adored. "Dad, this is Jerome Elome, from yonder." She said extending her paw to her new friend. She watched as her father looked him up and down and narrowed his eyes. "Be nice." She whispered in his ear. HEr father scoffed and padded up to the new comer. "Nice to meet you Jerome. I am Siruano, King of The Pridelands. We welcome you." He said licking his paw.

[Goanna]

Generic nodded weakly as Nailyila described her father to him. He sounded awful. Why, oh why, could there never be a weak leader, practically dead, whom he could overthrow without even getting his paws dirty.
He shakily followed her into the den, and almost had a heart attack at the sight of the majestic king. What an idiot Gen must have looked, trying to boast to Nailyila of his authority. Shakily, he nodded to the King.

[Nailyila]

Nailyila watched as her father nodded back to her new friend. "Nailyila, I'm heading down to the water hole for a drink. You get in your den with the rest of the lionesses. You have an early day tomorrow. It's your turn to hunt remember?" Her father reminded her. Nailyila rolled her eyes. "Alright dad." She replied disappearing into her den with the other lionesses. "Goodnight Jerome." She said before disappearing. "Jerome. Come with me to the watering hole for a drink. It'll give us a chance to talk. I mean you no harm, really. I truly admire all my daughters friends. I just want to get to know you." He said giving a fatherly smile. He turned and padded down to the watering hole and turned back around. "Everyone is to bed. Only you an i remain awake, Jerome." He said, gazing at the stars.

(keep in mind, Nailyila's father has the same fatherly voice as Mufasa. the SAME. So he tends to constantly sound like a father.)

[Goanna]

"Jerome" nodded to Nailyila politely, bidding her goodnight.
He followed the massive leader down to the waterhole, wondering what was going to happen.

(Naoooo... can't be the same! Noone can match Mufasa <33... but it could be similar...)

[Nailyila]

(okay, similar to Mufasa...)

Siruano took the lead down to the watering hole and stopped at it's edge to lap at the water before speaking with Jerome. "Jerome, i brought you down here, because i like to know a bit about each new member who joins the Pridelands. It's my duty. Now, please, tell me of you history." Siruano said, sitting down and waiting patiently for his story to begin.

[Goanna]

Generic cringed under Siruano's powerful gaze. For some reason he didn't feel like keeping up the facade anymore.
"Well... first of all.. my name is not Jerome Elome," he admitted, hanging his head, "I am a rogue lion out to find my own pride and identity." He gazed up at the stars, once again cursing his averageness.

[Nailyila]

Siruano raised his eyebrows and let out a sigh. "Look." Siruano said, pointing up to the stars. I'm sure you know of your ancestors?" He said smiling. "Your ancestors are proud of you whether you know it or not. And they have a destiny for you young one. They believe in you. And i believe in you too." Simuaro said, smiling his fatherly smile. "You will be a King someday..." He said nuzzling the new comer's shoulder.

[Goanna]

Generic sighed, "I was never told of ancestors. I have never stood out. I jump at the sight of a grasshopper. The only way I can gain attention is to be different. I mean, look at my face. It's the sort you'd see once and then never remember. I don't stand out in a crowd. And..." he flinched as the leader nuzzled him, "I only know your name. You don't even know mine. How can you 'believe' in me?" He turned away.

[Nailyila]

Siruano smiled. "Because i have faith in you. I can tell you have struggled and that you've had a rough life. But you have a home now. Where you can begin a new life. I believe that you will do great things. And you already have a good friend who can help you overcome your fears." Siruano said winking. "Nailyila." He said, licking his paw. "My daughter loves michief. She could teach you how to have a good time if you were stuck in a crocodile swamp." Simuaro said rolling his eyes. "And i know that Nailyila believes in you. She believes in everyone and knows that everyone can accomplish their dreams if they try." He said looking up at the stars again. "What is your name, by the way?" He asked, his eyes still locked on his ancestors that twinkled in the stars above.

[Goanna]

Generic shook his head in disbelief. His life had been easy, a carefree exsistence sheltered by his loving parents.
He nodded to whatever Siruano was saying, hardly listening, till the final question. This shook him. He didn't know whether to make up a pseudo name, or give away his real one. For now, he decided on a fake.
"My name is Imaai" he said solemnly. the whole name-making up thing was now becoming quite easy. He grinned inside, once again overjoyed with his ingenuity.
Yawning, Generic stood up and stretched, the moonlight shining on his brown fur. He turned to leave, glancing back at Siruano, who was lost in thought, gazing at the stars.

[Nailyila]

Siruano noticed 'Imaai' leaving and spoke up, not once taking his eyes off the stars. "Goodnight, Generic." He said, smiling, his eyes still fixed on the stars. "Sleep well." He said, still smiling.

(i intended for Siruano to say your real name by the way. it wasn't a typo)

[Kirsui]

I think you both are doing very well on this practice RP so it's time for you to join some real ones. After all, like Rok said, these are just practice role plays, not meant to last very long.

Simply check which role plays are not marked full, and then see what kind of storylines they have and pick one that interests you. ^^

~ Kirsui

[Goanna]

Ok, thanks everyone!

I'm excited!

[Nailyila]

Me too!