MondayMorning wrote:Hyro (High-ro)
Hyro watched as Fhilani left in a hurry to help the newcomer, at the sound of another voice he turned sharply and was met with Drolyn, an older cub. Hyro's eye's shined with concern as he spoke to Drolyn "There's a cheetah, i think, up ahead. She seems weak, i just hope Fhilani got to her in time." With a sigh, Hyro turned towards the other cub, and noted the lack of his brother. "Where's your brother?" He asked curiously
Vino (Vee-no)
His brother's comfort put the superior somewhat at ease, as he reflected Otsoa's words. The other cheetah was wise, Vino admitted, scouts would not only keep the territory safe, but also give the lions a warning, that they were a threat and not to be taken lightly. With a mental nod, Vino made his decision. "Your plan is a wise one Otsoa, in fact....would you do me the honor of leading a group of Knights on the scouts? I'm afraid i must stay and protect the others of the rebellion, especially with so many young ones...so i will entrust you with this, and if anything were to happen, send the fastest cheetah to warn me, and i will send back up."
Vino looked back at the newcomers, and figured he should introduce himself. "We will continue this discussion another time brother, i must welcome the new cheetah."
αмєяα & кισяι
Amera flinched back slightly as she noticed what seemed to be the dominant male glancing over in their direction. She quickly grabbed Kiori by the scruff and set her down gently on the ground between her paws.
"I'm awfully sorry for just barging in like this," she murmured, her voice soft and lyrical. "But we were looking to join the Rebellion?"
Her last sentence was more of a question, and she internally groaned; she was terrible at meeting new people. Kiori, however, sprang forward, shaking out her fur, and gazed up at the male in wonder. "Hi! I'm Kiori! I've never seen cheetahs with fur like yours! Do you like to play tag? Because I do! And oh, I like hunting! And fighting!" With a little growl, she pounced on Amera's tail. This was virtually routine now, and the older cheetah simply waved her tail in the air with a quiet laugh, always keeping it out of the cub's reach.
She shot the male another apologetic look and flicked her ears. "Sorry, again. She's ... energetic."