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Post by Kunabee on Dec 9, 2012 21:20:24 GMT -5
I heard talking. One voice was familiar. Tux. My little pride was growing fast. It brought joy to me.
However, there was an unfamiliar voice. The scents were clogged, so I could not tell more than that. Though Tux seemed fine, the conversation was... cheerful, I suppose.
I quickly darted out to see the newcomer, a smile on my face. A feline... my size... oh! Hurrah! Another small one! My smile grew and I called out a hello.
"Tux! Who's your new friend?" I asked, hurrying over to skid to a stop nearby the duo.
"My name's Kunabee," I told him with a smile. A warm greeting. That ought to be nice for him.
It was always nice for me to be greeted kindly... Happily.
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Post by elledontyoudare on Dec 9, 2012 23:32:03 GMT -5
I instantly felt bad for asking so many questions. Been with all these poor cats brought me to realize you choose your questions, and tip toe around the heart ache, and I went diving into it head first. "I see, that's never good. I'm sure you suffered great lose. But, let me tell you friend. be grateful you at least still function." And then i nudged him with my head. "I come from a very mild background. Not everyone has views of human like I." I started. "Lets just say, I long for the day I meet my human again." and just as I was going to say more. One of the females popped up. not only was she just any female, but our alphess. "Good evening my lady." He cheerful welcoming gestured helped me ease back down. "Meet Geronimo, or Mo, I just call him mo, cause wow that's a mouth full." I tilted my head and forced a uneasy smile, sitting my already spoiled hide down on the ground. God I need a bath.
I hate baths....
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Dec 10, 2012 7:01:58 GMT -5
Ah, optimism had never been my forte', but I did not say as much. I smiled, pretending to accept the statement. If only you knew how poorly this old boy functions behind the sunshine mask, my friend. Looking to him with a sideways expression, I took in his own background--the pieces he gave me, anyway. Ah, good, happiness. I had met several others who were separated from their humans unwillingly, thus missed them. I have also met a couple who escaped out of curiosity, wanted to go home, but were too deep-set into whatever they were doing in the wild to justify doing so--whether it be a pride, a family, or simply just lost.
Halting, my eyes dropped to the dirt beside the new cat that bounded over in joy. Studying her feet, I realized I could see part of her midsection in my vision. Another small feline, that was a relief. When the name came, my heart skipped a beat. This house cat-sized feline was the alphess. To think, a cat my size could rule a pride, while I barely managed to rule my own life. I dipped my head as Tuxedo introduced me. "Nice to meet you, m'lady." I finally looked up.
Before me stood a shining sun to dry up all this disheartening rain. Her smile itself had strength, but those eyes held it to. The iriomote could lead a pride because nothing can deny a feline that had the gods in her eyes. I found myself staring for a moment, before forcing myself to look away in embarrassment, returning my gaze to her feet. Where my brother was a charmer, able to look angry folami in the eye and give them a smile, I was the coward, not even able to meet eyes with a fellow iriomote that wanting nothing more than to see the world happy. "If it is no trouble, ma'am, and f it is trouble, that is fine, I will leave quietly, could I possibly be considered for acceptance into Esson?" I rambled. I didn't meet her eyes. Both spelled out coward.
No one loves a coward.
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Post by Kunabee on Dec 10, 2012 17:52:11 GMT -5
Kunabe
My heart leapt for joy. He wanted to join. My very humble pride was growing, and man... that was amazing.
"Of course!" I exclaimed, "I cannot afford to turn a potential member away!"
He seemed shy, painfully so. But I smiled, gently nudging him with my head. There was now mud on my forehead, but I did not care. I was covered in wet and mud anyway. "No need to be shy here, especially if you're going to be friend and family." My smile widened. I accepted him. He was whoever he was, but Esson was a pride for differences. A pride for people who were going to change this messed-up world. A haven for people who didn't fit in anywhere else. It then hit me.
"I should warn you, though. This pride accepts Falomi," I told him, "We have some, actually." I smiled to myself. "There's even a family of Falomi and felines. Two adoptive siblings taken in by a Falomi and jaguar pair." I tilted my head at him.
"You won't have to worry about being eaten or attacked." My smile was turned outwards again, a warm thing that was welcoming and kind. I hoped he'd stay. He was small, like myself. Small was good. It was hard in a world of huge cats.
"By the way... Tux, I've told you time and time again to just call me Kunabee." I smiled at him, amusement in my eyes.
"That's all I am, just Kunabee. No need for formal titles, just as long as you remember who's in charge around here, yeah?" I laughed, a little bit of mischevious fire in my eyes.
Ah, please let him join. Someone out there, let this fellow Iriomote join.
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Post by elledontyoudare on Dec 11, 2012 16:01:25 GMT -5
"Ah, sorry, Kuna." I smiled nervously. "And I have to apologize Mo, I did forget to mention that, only for the fact I barely realize them as being, Folami. We are a family strong group here, Everyone is special." I gave Kuna a worried look. Before smiling back at Mo. This guy had some hidden scars, and I was sure they came with issues. I could smell them. I only hoped it would be ok for him. Maybe staring your fear right in the horses mouth will cure his sorrow. Well I was a bit of a optimist wasn't I, I guess you have to be, if you ever expected to go back home.
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Dec 11, 2012 18:14:17 GMT -5
I smiled bigger, truer, at Kunabee with her words. A family...that was something I had always wanted. I had known my brother, but this was all. I ached for a family again. For people who would care if I died. Then this woman mentioned folami. In Esson. The smile disappeared and my little act came to an end. Even through the rain I could managed to capture the scent of the folami now. I had been stupid and careless not to have noticed it earlier. I visibly recoiled. I could play normal in a safe situation, but this was too much. Way too much.
How could these cats not realize the danger they are putting themselves in?
"Like Hell I don't." I spat it out, my tone suddenly anger. I climbed to my feet, ears forward as I scanned the area for the threat. "I have seen those monsters being trained. Unless you have some weird case where they did not grow up in the facility, then they are evil. Even then, it is in their genetics to seek and destroy us." My tone grew more weary than angry towards the end, shaking violently as my face drooped in terror as it scanned the faint horizon. "I don't want to go back there, Kunabee." For some reason this woman already meant safety. I collapsed forward, head at her feet. "I don't want to watch anyone else die."
So much for hiding the fact I'm a coward. But I didn't care as I had my mental breakdown. The danger was very much alive again.
OOC//: Bee is going to have SO MUCH FUN with Geronimo xD |
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Post by Kunabee on Dec 11, 2012 21:30:18 GMT -5
Kunabee
I saw right away that he was distressed. Oh, no, I thought. He didn't like Falomi. He grew angry. He grew angry.
"Please, I know you've had a hard past - we all have - but, I started to say, but then he was going on. It ended with him upset on the ground. I had missed some of what he was saying, because I was speaking over him, but in the end I could only look at him with sympathy.
"We've all had a hard past," I said softly, laying down next to him. "Esson is a haven. A home for any species. You must understand, Falomi are just as fragile as we are. They're more feline than anything else. I swear to you I would not let anyone hurt my pride." I licked his ear, becoming a comforter - a natural role for me. To comfort and to care.
"These Falomi have struggled. While it may be in their DNA, genes do not decide us. We decide us. And they have decided to fight against what the humans want them to do. Times are changing. You can either change with it, or you don't. It's up to you." I stayed quiet for a bit, gazing off at nothing. Esson was going to be a catalyst in that change. I wanted it, and I didn't. I wanted my pride, my family, the people I loved, to be safe. But nothing was safe or sacred anymore.
"But I'd absolutely love it if you'd join Esson." This I said with a small smile. A little hope. The little dove that fluttered in my chest, carrying light and love. I would always hope. It would kill me or save me. Whichever... it wouldn't matter.
All I wanted, right now, is for a stranger to join my strange pride and find a warm welcome here.
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Post by elledontyoudare on Dec 11, 2012 23:19:19 GMT -5
The moment Mo got upset was the split second I hit the deck. I saw the hairs on the back of his neck started to stand, so did mine. I yelped flying backwards into one of the bushes. Great job the Tux. Biggest bad ass in the land you are.
I was about to ask them why they weren't hiding when I saw Kuna comfort mo. I instantly felt out of place.
Geronimo was what I feared. Another victim to the Whole deal. I felt sad, I pitied him. Not many cats had a past like mine. Most dreamed of what I had. Hell I still dream about it. Man the taste of tuna, and oh my stars don't get me started on the warm milk.
And this is just the food. there was more to it.
and now here I am stuck in this place, the company is great, but the weather sucks ass. well there was one good thing. It was dyer in this here bush.
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Dec 12, 2012 6:59:35 GMT -5
I found it hard to believe her that she had had a rough past. Perhaps I was a hard-driven pessimist, but I could not find it in myself to believe a cat with a past like mine could be happy and calm. Tux was off in a bush now, and I instantly felt bad for starting off angry. I had frightened my friend--I understood fear. Mentally, I clung to Tuxedo. It was rude to say it, but he was a coward...I could relate to a coward. He had just been a great deal better at hiding it than I had been. "Sorry, Tux..." It came out soft. Maybe not even loud enough to rise from the ground and fight through the rain to this man.
Eyes darting sorrowfully up to Kunabee, I suddenly felt heat spill through me as her tongue drug across my shredded ear. I yelled at her and she comforted me. My brother would have kicked me and told me to grow a pair. I wasn't used to being comforted. I shivered, despite now being warm. The contact was foreign--not unpleasant, but something I was not quite used to. Somehow I believe this small woman when she said she wouldn't let anyone hurt her group. It could not be a pride anymore--it had folami. It was a group. Perhaps it was good to have a mixed group like this, but I still did not like it. I found myself leaning towards giving up here and continuing on my way. I could not put myself through living with folami again. If they didn't kill me themselves, the flashbacks would stop my heart on their own.
"I-I will try, Kunabee." I needed a family. But more importantly, I could feel how much I longed for someone to care about what happened to me. My brother had been a bit harsh to me, but beneath the tough guy attitude was a man that loved me and was just as afraid as I was as we fought each day to survive. "I will give these folami a chance. But I have seen too many cats die because they were lulled into false comfort. The folami at my base varied. Many spit on cats and thought them not worth the time for chatter. But we had one that seemed to like talking with us, my brother and I. For months we were considered friends. One day my brother and I were put into the rink with this dog. I was instantly skeptical, but my brother was confident in his friendship with this canine. Well, he walsed up and laughed, saying the humans were out of their minds to think they'd turn against one another." I paused, eyes closing, images vivid. "The human gave a single order, and suddenly my brother was screaming. I watched from the shadows as first his tail was torn off. Then his legs. And just before he bled out and died, that friend" disgust was there now "ripped off his head. While my brother was still alive. Still able to feel pain." I opened my eyes and looked to Kunabee, climbing to my paws. My whole aura had changed. I was not the sniveling coward laying, begging for comfort now. I was a man who had seen too much. Empty.
"So now you see why I will live with them, but I will not trust them." I looked away, ashamed. "I am a judgmental coward, Kunabee. These dogs may be the nicest creatures, but so was my brother's friend. He defended us and took good care of us in that compound. Until the order came. Because, in the end when push came to shove, he was programmed to obey his creators, and that programming went deeper than relationships could ever go."
OOC//: Sorry for the dramaticness. I am trying to build Geronimo a bit here. To give Kunabee the material to know why he is how he is. So she can help him. Because I plan to have him learn to trust folami in the group, because of Kunabee helping him overcome his past. So it is all dramatic now, but it is for reasons of KunabeexGeronimo future romanticness owo |
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Post by Kunabee on Dec 15, 2012 23:02:49 GMT -5
Kunabee
It seemed I made him awkward. Just a little bit of comfort and here he was, all awkward from some compassion. I had heard his apology; he had kindness in him. A hard past. A hard past like us all.
I remembered attacks by Falomi. I had gotten away. I was small; I was fast. I had to be. Or else it would be... bad. In the end nobody differentiated. Nobody cared about the fact I just wanted to live and not harm anyone else. Or the fact that it was the humans' fault most of us were here. Or that the Falomi could be more than what genetics told them they were.
He stood up after he had spoken, and there was nothing there. Empty. Soulless like the humans wanted all of us to be. We were against a common enemy - but also a friend. The humans weren't all bad. Neither were the Falomi.
"I understand," I told him with a sad smile. "You have your reasons for thinking that. I have my reasons for seeing a Falomi capable of love that's stronger than genetics. But..." I joined him in standing up, tilting my head.
The smile came truer and brighter now. "Does this mean you're going to join?"
((wooc;; Dramatic is good Bhu xDD))
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Post by elledontyoudare on Dec 16, 2012 0:59:23 GMT -5
I lade awkwardly in my little bush, it was slightly smaller then me, and my ass was hanging out, but it was indeed dyer in it, thus, I really had no intention of leaving it until we were heading on our way. When I heard Kuna ask him if he was joining, a sudden joy over whelmed me. I purred a bit from inside my bush. "Yeah Mo, we're friends right? we could like I dunno go fishing together. Or rather you do the fishing and i keep count how many you catch?" I was sure it wasn't very reassuring but I hoped it would at least lighten up the mood a bit. "Plus, I can always crash close to yeah and we can watch the folami all awkwardly together. if we die, at least we die knowing we weren't alone."
It was dark humor, something I was known for, it was my thing, among the pride. But most found it awkwardly uncomfortable, yet up front. Nothing new but stating the obvious in a humorous mode.
I was a coward. I could admit to it, but I had some bit of charisma to the point I could at least make my adversaries laugh themselves to death in enough time for this old house cat to get his long legged ass out of there.
(((occ: DRAMATICS!!! WOOOO)))
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