Pirate noises

[Samaki]

Basically, I love writing random stories of my characters that took place in their past. These of course don't fit in with the roleplay as it is. SO here goes.

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"Oh there you are! I was looking for you, Mhusiku! Wanna pl-" Samaki's excited voice was interrupted as the scrawny blonde lion before her scowled and said, "Leave me alone, princess," exhagerrating the last word rudely.
"I don't have time for that right now," he added, turning his head away before he abruptly sat on his haunches, his back facing her. His eyes lowered towards his paws in disappointment, even his ears drooping.

"Hey now! You know I hate it when you call me princess. I won't ever be a queen anyway..." she trailed off on her rant, stepping up besides her best friend to sit down next to him.
She could see he was very upset about something. Her amber eyes turned towards the darkening horizon, the last light of the sun glinting in her eyes. The cool breeze held the ever familiar scent of the sea, as well as the sounds of the water birds above.

"Yeah.. That's right.. I won't ever be any queen. I'm only the heir's useless sister!
I'll be just like all the other pride-sisters. I don't even know why our pride has that stupid 'family tradition'!" she emphasized the last two words in a mocking deep voice. She sighed, her ears laying flat on her head. "I can't believe I have to be betrothed.
That's so pointless! I don't want to be mates with some one I don't even like! I won't even be a queen like I said, my brother is the only one that needs to be betrothed," she ranted onwards, once again adding that mock deep voice, " 'Samaki! Don't talk back to your father! It's your duty as a princess to marry Yhuto'. Yhuto, Yhuto, Yhuto, it's all I ever hear!" she stomped her paw down on the grainy sand.

For a few minutes, all was silent as the both of them sat side by side, watching the sun lazily set.

The young, pale lioness looked back towards Mhusiku, forgetting that she had meant to ask him what was wrong. He seemed pretty down in the dumps as she had been.
"Uhh.. Mhusiku," she said in a softer voice, looking him in the eyes, "why are you sad today?"
She could see his once irritated look was now gone, but replaced by a look of deep disappointment.
He slowly let out a large sigh.
"Well.. hunting was unsuccessful," he admitted, his head drooping farther.

A smile graced Samaki's muzzle upon hearing this, and she said cheerfully, "Oh that's not such a bad thing, you don't need to be so sad over it,"

"But Samaki! I've never lost a hunt before in my LIFE! It's my passion," he sighed, looking at her pleadingly.

"Well don't worry about it, Mu. All of us are unsuccessful sometimes. Please don't be so dragged down by it," she smiled again, wrapping her foreleg over his back, earning a rewarding smile in return. Samaki was always there for him, be him happy or sad.

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To add a little background to this, since anyone who read her bio history might be a tad confused..
Samaki was a young teenager in this and the princess of her pride. They were a nomadic pride, but they still had structure and royalty. Her best friend and secret lover was Mhusiku, a hunter of the pride, but she was betrothed and their love would never be accepted. Samaki would have ran away soon after this, hopefully with Mhusiku, but after she found blood where her parents should have been, the pride was sent into chaos and disarray. She and her brother ran away in different directions and she spent many days and nights searching for Mhusiku.
Samaki could've died in her hopeless wandering, but she wasn't far from the pride lands of Busare, and apparently they took pity on her enough to take her in where she eventually got better. She overcame her sorrow, but.. not really.

[Samaki]

This is Samaki's true history. The one in her bio is false, only a story she made up to sugarcoat the real past she never wanted to face again. **Please read with caution, I suppose it gets a bit graphic**

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It was a morning just like the one's before it. Father getting up to patrol their established border in their winter pride lands, for they were a nomadic pride and moved on with the passing seasons; Mother kindly chatting with many of the pride-sisters; Yhuto trying to get her attention. No, nothing was different at all as far as she knew. Every lion usually has a routine for their days, and Samaki was just about to carry out her own, only this time, she was being followed.

"Be careful, dear!" her mother called out after her. After her back was turned she rolled her eyes and continued on her way in a lazy trot. Samaki was in her late teens and she found it ridiculous how her mother would still worry about her like a cub, albeit she still acted as immature as one most of the time.

Samaki's eyes lit up and a cheery smile broke out on her muzzle as she saw Mhusiku. They met in the same place everyday. They had always been the best of friends as long as she could remember. The lioness crouched into pouncing mode and lunged onto her friend, knocking him to the ground. "Ah, don't sneak up on me like that!"

The young lioness would have given anything to be with him. She didn't think it was fair that she was forced to marry a lion she didn't love. Mhusiku and Samaki had been secret lovers for quite a long time, never really discovered by anyone until that day.

Yhuto hissed as he watched them, sick over how Samaki loved that piece of ill-bred filth better than him. He would find a way..
He waited until the two finally said their good-byes and then he stood up from the grass, smirking and stepping forward nonchalantly. "Oh, isn't that sweet.." he growled. The two lions turned to him wearing shocked expressions, "H-how long have you been there!?" she sputtered in disbelief.
He didn't answer. This was the perfect opportunity.

Where Samaki would have expected him to answer, Yhuto instead leapt at Mhusiku, his jaws clamping down on his unknowing rival's throat, his sharp teeth sinking into their deadly mark. Samaki could only watch in horror. Yhuto pulled away and licked his lips, fiendishly staring at Samaki with a very satisfied expression in his eyes. "Now it's only me and you, sweetheart," he grinned wickedly, It's a shame he was such an easy kill,"

Samaki had no words for her anguish, and even if she had, she wouldn't have been able to say them. Her throat tightened up and tears poured down her cheeks. Slowly, she walked towards her beloved who lied still in the grass a few feet away, and Yhuto pulled her into a gentle embrace, Samaki too shocked to put up much of a fight. "I'll.. never be your mate. Never," she said in a barely audible whisper.
"Kiss your beloved goodnight, then," he growled and violently pushed her muzzle into Mhusiku's neck, drenching it in his blood. Her body writhed in an attempt to pull away, but Yhuto wanted this to soak in deep and he kept his paws firm on her head. When she finally slipped out of his hold, she gasped for air, spitting warm blood from her mouth. "No! No!" she screamed, backing away from Yhuto. She turned and ran as fast as her legs could carry her back home.

Of course when she got there, the whole pride thought she was the murderer. How could she be not? She was covered in his blood and their well trusted Yhuto said he saw the whole thing happen right before his eyes!

Samaki was banished and named a cold-blooded murderess.