Post by abalancedbreakfast on Oct 7, 2016 3:35:49 GMT
"I ain't got no regard fo' a life if I gon' be spendin' the rest of it rottin' in some hole!" He shouted back at her, taking a guarded stance.
"So, where the guards at, huh? You run off, sayin' you gon' get some food, only you gon' go and tell yo' friends that I was poachin'? S'that what this be?!"
He waited for a response for a moment before continuing. "'Cause let me tell you somethin', 'f'there be one thang I did learn, i's that you can't trust nobody when you grew up a cave rat? So where they at? Show yo'selves!" he yelled out into the bushes in his paranoia.
"There’s no one else here. No guards or anything. Just you and me." Kela says, calming down. He must've had it rough to be this suspicious. "Look. Let's go back to ledge and eat. You need to keep your strength up." She says.
"I'm not turning you in. You have my word. I don't where you're from, but I'm not going to break my promise. You just got to trust me."
Post by abalancedbreakfast on Oct 7, 2016 12:21:34 GMT
He froze in place as she talked, trying to look for any sign of lying he could. But he could still only see concern.
"A'ight then. Let's head on back."
The rest of the walk home was limping and silence. Wapo had his claws unsheathed the whole way home, still not trusting the lioness beside him. But when he saw the kill on the floor, he froze in place.
Post by abalancedbreakfast on Oct 7, 2016 13:14:27 GMT
As he dug into the carcass to get his fill, he closed his eyes and savored the taste.
Glad I'm still around to actually eat my kill.
But when Kela asked why he had chosen the poaching life, he stopped eating, and turned at her with a slightly judgemental look.
"You think anyone choose the poachin' life? Think anyone grow up as a cub and dream a' bein' on the run all the time? Bein' a criminal?"
He turned his head away from her and stared at the ground. "I grew up in a rocky wasteland. Wasn't no way to get food legit. I didn't have no choice but to learn how to play the game. My ma and pops certainly wasn't lookin' out fo' me."
"Typical 'controlling father' story." Kela sighs, finishing up the meal. "He wanted a son to raise as a leader. A warrior. Got a daughter instead, but he didn't care. Raised me to take control when need be and to lead the next generation and be the strongest." She says, then lies down.
"After a while, a lion joined the pride, and Father was very adamant about having us mate and lead the next generation with a pair of strong rulers. Needless to say, I got fed up with having no choices in my own life. So I left. I probably sound like a spoiled brat in comparison to you, eh?" She chuckles.
Post by abalancedbreakfast on Oct 8, 2016 3:56:16 GMT
"Ain't no thang. Afta' what you did today, I owe you fo' life."
He lays his head down and sighs, ready for rest. "Hey, tomorrow, if I'm feelin' good to walk, we should take a look at headin' fo'ty miles no'th of 'ere. There be a rogue safe-cave, an' we can hang there until this leg gets good completely. You can meet Mama Mlezi, too. She got all so'ts a cred with the rogues round here, she like a mom to all us. Takes care 'a young ones, gives beat up lionesses a real good livin' an' makes sure they ain't neva' get tricked by no male again. Rivals can't fight in her cave, and she treats the good males like sons. That kinda' thang. She can give you advice on where to go next. And if anyone's lookin' fo' us now, she'll hide you."
"My claws are always sharp." Kela smirks a bit. "But don't worry. I'll watch your back as much as you're watching mine. I doubt that they'll think twice of taking down an injured lion." She yawns tiredly.
Post by abalancedbreakfast on Oct 8, 2016 14:55:28 GMT
The night went on without interruption. As the sun rose over the land, Wapo groggily opened his eyes and moved to stretch out his limbs. Getting up, he turned to look at the lioness next to him.
Looks like she's still asleep.
He needed to head out of the overhang to stretch out a bit. Slowly, he took one step out before freezing in his tracks.
Is that... another rogue?
A lion wandered through the dense undergrowth, sniffing the air determinedly to find someone. Wapo thought, wondering who it could be. This person left a horrible trail, and didn't seem to have outstanding navigational skills, as the look on his face gave away he was lost. That was when the lion muttered to himself. "Come on, Kela... come back to me... we can still have something special together..."
Well, if it ain't Prince Charmin'
He stayed absolutely still and waited for the inexperienced prince to pass the two by. But the moment he was out of earshot and eyesight, Wapo turned to Kela and violently shook her awake, placing a paw over her mouth to make sure she didn't give them away with a sound. "Kela, Kela! Ay, sista' we got ta' go now! They be lookin' fo' you!"
Post by abalancedbreakfast on Oct 8, 2016 15:08:22 GMT
"I don't know, sista'! Yo' fiance o' somethin'! He was sniffin' aroun', talkin' 'bout havin' somethin' special with you!" Wapo turned to look and make sure that he hadn't made a second pass. "Point is, we need ta' get movin'!"
Growling, Kela gets up and doesn't see him in sight. "I swear, Razu has issues to follow me this far out of the jungle." She sighs and turns to Wapo. "How's your leg? Think you're ready to move out now?"
She much rather get on the trail to the rogue's hideout as soon as possible. Hopefully, he'd be a lot more reluctant to follow her there.
Post by abalancedbreakfast on Oct 8, 2016 15:31:43 GMT
"Hey, I can deal with this leg! But if yo' crazy mate find me, i's me in a cave and you bein' a cub factory, le's get a move on! I know the way, le's go!"
Wapo nudged her out from the ledge into the humid air and undergrowth of the jungle. Ensuring he did his best not to leave a trail, he stuck to the thin brush, craftily avoiding sticks and branches. "Hey, Kela, rub some dirt on yo'self" he said, finding a puddle of mud and dousing himself in it. "I assumin' that creep knows yo' scent."
"I'd kill him before he tries to make cubs with me." Kela scowls, but follows his example and rubbed mud and dirt on herself. "Do you know how to navigate a jungle. I was raised in this type of environment, so I don't want to accidentally leave you behind."
Stepping in between the two, Kela glares at the other lion. "Get outta here, Razu. I'm not going back. Not for you or anyone."
Razu glares at Wapo, then looks softly at the lioness. "You're just confused. Come on, let's go-" His sentence is cut off by a brutal smack in the head from Kela's paw, sending him to the ground in a daze.
Post by abalancedbreakfast on Oct 8, 2016 17:00:24 GMT
"Hey, le'me do one thang first." He brought his paw up and smacked the unconscious lion once. "That's ta' buy us mo' time." Again, he raised and struck the Lion's face. "Tha's fo' callin' me trash." A third time he struck, drawing blood from the Lion's face. "Tha's jus' 'cause I felt like it." He unsheathed a single claw and dug it into the skin of the unconscious Lion's shoulder and carved an X inside of a circle. "That gon' keep any rogues from helpin' 'im, and keep him outta' Mama Mlezi's, too."
Finished brutalizing the lion, Wapo nudged Kela's shoulder and pushed on through the brush.