I See it Only One Way 1X1 With HowlingWolf

[Larynx]

:Ilianda:
Smiling, she glanced at Tinari now searching for a meal of her own, little paws kneading her belly earnestly. "Your mother named you well." She murmured, thinking of how her own belly would like a meal and the slim chance of her getting it herself now. Her attention was caught by the male cub now moving towards her, eyes large and startlingly blue. She purred in the direction of the cub and it promptly made its way with a joyful squeak, to her. " How about Azar or Jarik? Atreus means king, and unless we want to add to I bet the wildness he already has, no Arawin." She said chuckling lightly, holding back the wince as Tinari's teeth found a meal.

[AgroShadow]

Abhay

A light chuckle escaped him as he thought about it. "You're probably right." He lowered his head onto his paws, flicking his ears slightly as he heard the names from Ilianda. "Hm. Azar sounds pretty neat." He smiled as the kits were now suckling happily against Ilianda's stomach. He glanced outside, staring at the sun streaming through the entrance. "I wonder how everything is going out there... Things have been rather... different..." His voice trailed off as his eyes trailed the occasional wandering leopard further outside the den.

[Larynx]

:Ilianda:
Letting her gaze rest on her kits, she nodded in agreement. "Azar it is, my dearest son. Tinari my dearest daughter." She said softly, leaning over to lick the suckling kits. Looking to Abhay with love and pride filling her eyes, shifting uncomfortably, she rose to her paws, igniting a chorus of indignant cries from the newly named kits. With a low growl of prompt annoyance, she silenced them to a mere shade of their cries. Licking her chops at the thought of a meal for herself, she strode to the entrance, trailing her tail under Abhay's chin. Pausing to look out across camp, she said, "How?" By attending her kits, her outings were limited to enough meals to keep the hunger pangs away, and to relieve herself.

Name: Tinari
Age: Only a few weeks
Gender: Female
Savanna or 'Pampered' one: Both Bloodlines run through her veins.
Personality: To be determined! Currently, a little shy but with a loud voice.
Other: Daughter of Ilianda and Abhay.
Aged Appearance: http://africatraveljournal.com/wp-conte ... t09-02.jpg



Name: Azar
Age:Only a few weeks
Gender: Male
Savanna or 'Pampered' one: Both Bloodlines run through his veins.
Personality: To be determined! Currently, bolder than his sister but quieter.
Other: Son of Abhay and Ilianda. His spots will fade to make his pelt completely white with very few if any markings.
Aged Appearance: http://www.all-hd-wallpapers.com/wallpa ... 450114.jpg

[AgroShadow]

Abhay

A smile spread across his features at her gesture. The male stood up and moved beside her, rubbing his head on her shoulder while letting out a small but audible purr. "It's just quite... And just the looks exchanged between others and when they look at me... It's just all rather odd and very different from when I did get here." He flicked his ears back slightly, hearing the kits behind them shuffle around. He glanced at the kill pile in the distance, spotting a rather tasty looking leg of an impala. His stomach let out a low growl of agreement. He nudged Ilianda's cheek with his nose softly. "Let's go get something to eat, love."

[Larynx]

:Ilianda:
Stepping from the dark into the sunlight, the leopardess had to pause as her eyes blinked rapidly to adjust. While they did, she said, "They're treating you as they should've from the beginning no matter who's heir you were." As her vision cleared, she headed eagerly towards the kill pile, mouth watering at the sight of a large impala among the other kills. Tail held high and flicking back and forth, she continued, "There is definitely an air...of change with my father's death." Her heart jumped at the words, but she continued. "Love, how is everything and everyone especially...my mother?" She'd only seen glimpses of the small leopardess running about.

[AgroShadow]

Abhay

Abhay shook his head slightly to clear his head from the darkness that was once the den. He poked around in the kill pile to see if he could find anything better than the leg in front of him. Satisfied there was nothing better, he gripped the leg in his jaws and pulled it over to a nearby shade of a tree. He placed the leg down and lowered himself down next to it before glancing up at Ilianda. "Your mother..." He trailed off as he tried to find the correct terms. "She is mourning the loss of her mate... Rarely appearing unless asked of her and major loss of appetite. She needs to be reminded to keep her strength up, but she is trying to hold on for others rather than herself more or less..." He watched Ilianda with sad eyes.

[Larynx]

:Ilianda:
Eyeing the leg Abhay was sinking his teeth into that she had been wanting for herself, she looked back over the kill pile and drug out a warthog. Panting a bit, she laid it near Abhay. "That's...not good! I need to see her, cheer her up." Taking a bite out of the warthog, she added. "I know just what will cheer her up, oh and your mother too!" Without elaborating she eagerly began filling up her empty stomach with the warthog any other time she would've passed up for another creature. After about ten minutes she pushed the carcass away and eyed the kill pile licking the taste of warthog from her chops.

[AgroShadow]

Abhay

The male nodded in between bites. "That would probably be for the best. I talk to her when I can, but I doubt it helps. I think you talking to her would be best." He took a few more bites before responding about his own mother. "She's hanging in there." He smiled slightly. "She's doing fine from what I heard. She likes it here, likes it that she is able to take it easy for once without running around constantly doing things." A couple minutes later he finished up his meal, his belly content that it was full. He stretched out slightly before cleaning off his face.

[Larynx]

:Ilianda:
Her eyes grazed the kill pile one last time, before hurriedly deciding on a small hare. Plucking off the fur, made her face scrunch up in protest of all the hair going up her nose and throat. "Strong they are, but they've both been through a lot. We all have." She murmured before taking a god sized bite out of the rabbit. After finishing, she felt an irresistible need to groom herself, so she began, long strokes down her chest and sides and quick swipes of a dampened paw behind her ears. "I' can't meet with other leopards looking like this." She said in a disgusted tone. Suddenly, she stopped. "There's still one leopard who doesn't know of Tinari and Azar's birth."

[AgroShadow]

Abhay

He smiled slightly before running his tongue over her shoulder a couple times, grooming her and removing some of the hare fur that stuck to her. "I'm sure whoever meets with you won't care what you look like. You know I love looking at you no matter how dirty you thing you are." He flicked his ears slightly when she mentioned someone who didn't know about the kits. "Who?" His mind wandered off, trying to think of others that should have known about Tinari and Azar.