Kiira/F/Mentions: Latrice, General Pride (pretty much everyone, though breifly)
Kiira was grateful for Latrice's response. Laying down next to the lioness, Kiira twitched her ears at the younger female's concerns. It had certainly affected everyone, even the youngest of the lions. The elder was able to think a lot better now that her leg wasn't hurting quite so much, and she thought about her response.
"Well, no matter the pride, the death of a king is never a good thing. Everyone is effected, the young don't know what's happening, the adults find themselves with more responsibility, and the elders find their cherished ways being turned upside down." The female started.
"And, males always fight for the throne. We're lucky not all of them are. That situation between Cyclone and some of the others is just the beginning, I fear. I don't believe he will go for King, but many others will. Amara's going to have a rough time." Kiira sighed.
Latrice was a younger lion, and she would have to live with the effects of the new king for a long time. Kiira herself would be around a little longer, but not long enough to see the true effects of a new King. "I don't know what other advice to give, unfortunately. I was a young cub when the King before died, I don't remember much." Kiira admitted, wishing she could be of more help.
Kaine and Vire both shook their head, ready to just get going. They knew Amara would rely on the patrol to figure out her next move on everything. The males simply waited for Noblis to take the lead out of the camp.
Amara sat, watching the fog, thinking about what she would need to do next. After Cyclone acting out, she knew she would need t put her paw down and sit the pride down for a long talk. *Should I bring up the mention of moving the pride, or wait* she thought. More questions jumping into her mind as she tried to think of the best course of action.
Latrice seemed to think about what Kiira had just said for a long moment. Her words setting in and a grimace appearing on the younger female's muzzle.
"I just-" She sighed rolling to face Kiira more, "I just wish peace could last. There is always something that messes everything up."
Pale claws scraped the dirt under white paws as Latrice looked more frustrated, "Always some human interference, some low life outsider, some putrid hyena disturbance. And don't get me started on this new battle with males scraping to get even a glimpse from Amara." Her tone was more an impassioned growl now.
"I want to do something to help more than just hunting and watching over new cubs that I couldn't care less about. Even with my youth I think I could-" She paused for a moment, rethinking her words before sighing, "I could be more use is all.." Latrice's fiery amber eyes shined with passion and ambition, something that would certainly get her into trouble.
Her golden tail flicked as she now fiddled absent minded with the dirt under paw. It was slowly starting to stain Latrice's light fur but it seemed to sooth the lioness to have some sort of motion she could focus on.
"You think Amara is.. Good?" It was a very open-ended question she gave to the elder. While Latrice and Jamila seemed to disagree on this topic often the younger of the two wondered what the "wise Kiira" would have to say.
Kiira/F/Mentions: Latrice, References Amara, General Pride
Kiira found herself with the smallest of smiles on her face as Latrice began to rant. Kiira was like that once- and frankly still was. Though it's mostly my crankiness that does it now, I think. The female thought, her ears twitching as Latrice voiced her opinions.
Kiira found herself surprised at how much Latrice seemed to care about the others. Having always believed that Latrice's one goal was to be pretty, it was a breath of fresh air to learn that she wasn't like that. The bit about cubs hit Kiira hard- and her daughters came to mind.
But it was Latrice's last question that really got to Kiira. The elder had very strong opinions about Amara, opinions that were best kept quiet most of the time. They weren't very good ones. "Well... she's... inexperienced. Young. She has a lot to learn." Kiira started, choosing her words very carefully.
She twitched her ears in thought before continuing. "But that doesn't mean she can't be better. If she was like this after a year or so of leading, I would be a lot less kind with my words. Granted, she should've been learning from her father long before, well, you know. Amara is in a rough position, and you know that some lions have already voiced their grievances." Kiira sighed.
"The fighting over who will be King certainly doesn't help her. She does need assistance, though I feel that there aren't many here who are qualified to do so. I'm certainly not, and I wouldn't trust most of the males here with that position." The elder continued.
"But, you can." Kiira turned her head to look at Latrice, and gave a smile. "You say that you don't want to just watch over cubs. I get that. The thing is, there's a lot more than cubs that have to be dealt with right now. Even if you don't know about leadership, you can help Amara carry out her duties. Like... discipline. I think lions would listen to you." Kiira explained, with a bit of a laugh.
Latrice | Female | Lioness Mentions: Kiira *References: General males
Latrice raised a brow to Kirra now. She scoffed to herself in a light-hearted manner and shook her head.
"I doubt they respect me though." She sighed, "Listening to a flirty lioness when you're about to lose your temper is different from respecting a lioness enough to calm down."
"You seem to hold me in much higher regard than most." Latrice chuckled softly to herself, "Even dear Jamila still thinks I'm some rebellious adolescent she needs to set right. She's not all wrong, but still."
Amber eyes slid to the gathering huntresses, mostly to her friend Jamila but to the others as well. Latrice was never really the one invited to those hunts, it was always Jamila taking initiative and stepping in for both of them.
Humming softly her eyes next slid to the males gathered for a patrol. Kiira had a point with all this talk of "a new king" and the lions here. She wondered if true action was to come besides the occasional spurt of anger from all this stress.
"I think you're right on the spot with the lions there." Latrice continued, "At this rate I can only see some outsider trotting in and sweeping away our queen. None of the bachelors here have much to them, besides just an average male."
If anything was to be known about relationships it was Latrice who seemed to have the knowledge. The lioness who always seemed to be tangled in some affair or another; even if unintentional at times. But it played into her strength of disarming trespassing outsiders to only next have the rest of the pride chase them out.
A sudden idea came to mind and those bright amber eyes fell back to Kiira. She didn't really know much about the love life of the elder beside her, and Latrice never saw any old male fawning over her so..
"Say," Latrice began, "What ever stopped you from taking a mate?"
Edited at November 27, 2020 06:51 PM by ExperimentalAlmond
Kiira nodded in agreement to Latrice's rebbutal to her last statement. There was a difference, and Kiira hoped that Latrice wouldn't have to use her beauty to get through the thick-skulled males. "I've found over many years that cubs, adolescents, and young adults don't like it when they're regarded as young, naive individuals. It's always best to treat any lion as if they're your equal, at least when it comes to normal conversation. In your case, I believe that you are mature enough anyway, even without that philosophy of mine." Kiira explained.
Latrice seemed a little lost in thought, though. She was looking at the hunting party, and was definitely thinking about something. Kiira looked towards them too. A fine group, though without Cyclone there, they didn't have the lion that would sometimes save a hunt from failure. The idiot was probably getting into trouble somewhere.
Kiira's brain took a second to process what Latrice asked her. "Oh." She muttured, suddenly being thrown back to quite a few years ago, back when Latrice would've either not been born yet or would've been quite young. Kiira twitched her ears and her tail several times before responding. It was a bit of a touchy subject, but the elder found herself trusting Latrice more than she would most other lions, so she went with it.
"I had a mate, once. I also have cubs. Three of my cubs are gone, but there are two still living here. Mira and Aria, those two are my daughters." Kiira started, her eyes flitting around the camp, finally coming to rest on the two lionesses in the hunting party.
The elder laughed, rather suddenly. "I'll bet you weren't expecting that Aria is mine. A lot of lions don't seem to know that, and I don't blame them. In fact, it was probably her that drove me to be an elder. I really should've stopped with Mira." Kiira explained.
"Not long after I had Mira, my mate of several years died. A pack of hyenas, I believe is what got him. No one really knows. But, I met a loner a year or two after. Then Aria came along. I didn't mean for her to, and every time I look at her I feel as if I've betrayed my mate." Kiira continued, her gaze turning to Latrice.
She sighed. "Then, I became more like I am now. Angry, sad, worried, whatever you'd like to call it. Had I kept my old traits, perhaps males would be pining after me. I used to look pretty nice, too. Maybe, things could've been different." Kiira laughed sadly.
Finishing her rather sad tale, Kiira shook her head. "Don't feel bad for me, though. I brought it upon myself, falling for that damned loner. And maybe after hearing what I've said, you won't make a mistake like I did."
Aladora turned her head, her muzzle catching a bit of fog that made her sneeze. "Excuse me." she said, a bit embarrased.
She turned to Jamila and smiled. "I was jsut about to go find you." She said. "We should be able to get the party going soon." She said with confidence in her voice. She was beginning to feel like a leader. Not that she wanted to be, but it made her feel a bit special.
She was glad that Kahina was okay with her leading the hunt, and she was glad the other lionesses didn't mind. It brought peace to her, and it made her a bit excited about it. She had never actually led the hunting party before, but she had observed very carefully when Kahina did. She was pretty sure she wouldn't mess up her chances of someday in the future becoming the lead huntress if the opportunity showed itself.
Kivuli sighed in annoyence. She had wanted to go with the hunting party, but she was not chosen. Her dream was to one day become the lead huntress! But alas, she still wasn't chosen. She sat quietly brooding, but quiet isn't some she did well. She was known as a bouncey, sassy, spunky, and strong-willed adolescent. She wished someone would come to attempt to cheer her up, she felt so attention starved....
She still remebered how Cyclone treated her. This brought a wave of fury to her mind. She would get all back at the others, only the ones that truely deserved her wrath. She was tired of being treated like a new born cub! Kivuli had entered the darkness of the balance, and she wasn't sure she wanted to go back into the light. She smiled, the pride was the in the state of a perfect storm, and she was ready to start chaos. She was eager to punish those who had wronged her. But to anyone watching her, It seemed as if she was sharing a joke with herself. They had no Idea what was coming. But for now, she told herself, she would wait until the time to act.
Edited at December 6, 2020 12:03 PM by RavenShadowPack