To Join Or Not To Join

[charli2008]

[ this is a joining the pride post but Chance doesn't know it xD]

When love makes this sound babe
A heart needs a second chance
Don’t put me down babe
Can’t you see I love you

A tawny shape twisted and turned through the mangrove trees moving at a no faster pace than a walk. It was most obviously a lion. This lion was Chance. The male walked on through the sweltering marsh, panting heavily. Where he was headed he didn't know. What he wanted here he didn't know. It was if he was walking in a dream. On his approachal a flock of white birds flew into the air. Chance manevored his great head to glance at them before continuing to walk. As the smell of fresh water enticed him, he hastened to a fast trot...

Since you been gone I’ve been in a trance
This heart needs a second chance
Don’t say it’s over I just can’t say goodbye
I just can't say goodbye

The lion reached a small pool of musky water. He moved forward to it eagerly and quickly. However murky it was, this was water. Plus it was water he needed most. Chance's great bulk lowered itself halfway into the cool water. After relaxing in the cooling water for a moment Chance moved onto the next important task: Drinking. Black lined jaws opened and water flowed in almost instantly. The lion gulped it down, savouring each trickle. Ten minutes later, Chance felt bloated and amazingly full. He eased himself up from the pool and moved away...

I look to the sky
And everything is turnin’ grey
All I made was one mistake
Hmm, one mistake

The male basked in the sun, body stretched out. He stayed that way for well over half and hour. Only when he heard a piercing bird call from above did he rouse himself. Yawning widely, glistening teeth shown to all, Chance stood up. Mouth open he tested the scents. Darn. No females around... that would have been good fun. Chance plonked onto his haunches and sat, looking around. Maybe...just maybe, a lioness would come so he could have some fun...Maybe...

How much more will I have to pay
Why can’t you think it over
Why can’t you forget about the past
Can't ya forget about the past?

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[Lassiel]

Things were looking up for Lothril and her pride. There were two new members, both of which she was sure would do fine and contribute much to the Akina. It seemed that lionesses were not turned off by the pride's past disbandment and were more than willing to give it a try. To put it simply, it made for a very happy Queen as she bent to quietly lap at a rather small pool of water. Although there was some water, it was still the dry season and it would not do to not take advantage of the liquid when she found it. With a stretch, Lothril rose from her crouch and glanced about. Her stomach seemed rather empty at the moment--perhaps a quick hunting trip before she continued her rounds of the marsh?

She moved away from the water, padding silently through the dry reeds with ears perked for anything. Soft, nearly imperceptible sounds of movement caught her attention and she stilled, raising her head enough to scan her surroundings. There! A flash of bright color in the sun as a flock of white cranes searched the shallow water. Crouching again, she stalked toward the birds, her entire mind and body intent on her prey. With a sudden burst of speed, she lunged from her hiding spot, muscles bunching and releasing as she sprinted toward the crane she had chosen. They noticed, but though they began taking to the air quickly, their large bodies made it difficult for them to get high up quickly. A quick release of power in her hind legs, and Lothril launched herself into the air, front claws catching and gripping the bird. Together, the two fell in a tumble of dark golden fur and white feathers. Paws safely on the ground, the Queen bit into the neck of her prey, quickly silencing its squawking and claiming her meal.

Content, she dropped the crane, glancing up as one of the surviving flock let out a cry. As she turned her gaze back to her prize though, the sight of a large lion caught her eyes. Immediately, she tensed, all happiness leaving her. Was this male just wandering through? Or had he taken the emptiness of the marsh as a sign that he could claim it as his own? Whatever it was, he needed to be confronted. Her amber eyes glanced toward the bird of her feet. It wouldn't do to just leave it, considering the scarcity of prey at this time of the year. It looked as if she would have to take it with her. With an inaudible sigh, she gathered the feathered creature into her mouth again and loped off toward the stranger.