Where's the major dodo when you need him... [Completed]
Character(s): Kiara and Duma, anyone to come across them
Content: A lost lioness just looking for her boyfriend rather close friend and trying to avoid the hairless, tailless monkeys. One with wings and who speaks in silence is the exception.
Setting: Nifelheim, and its inner area nearby the outer area of Promenade Terrace. Advancing into the center of the city.
Time: Morning-afternoon, Wednesday, week2
Warnings: None (yet)
If only Zazu was around, then she could very well get through this place a lot easier. She had made her way through the line, ignoring the humans completely. They seemed to either not see her, or decide they didn't want to provoke a lion into getting angry with them. She had reached the beginning of the line at the silvery-iced gates with little to no difficulty, just a bit of timidness and slow pace on her half. Kiara still had no idea where she was, even after sitting out in the grass and observing the people for long periods of time until she had decided to get up after sleeping only a little.
"Name," came from above her, just as she was about to pass through, and she jumped with a quiet squeak. Peeking up at the person there, she flattened her ears back in a sort of submissive manner. "Wh-what?" she was just confused, before the person saw what she was. "Another one," he mumbled, before turning and rummaging through his pile. Pulling out a soft-pink rock with a black vine attached to it, he leaned over and put it around her neck. "Name?" he asked, seeming patient as he waited to write down her name.
"Kiara..." she said puzzledly, staring at the weird rock around her neck now. "It's a journal," he explained, sounding bored. This was the millionth--he was exagerating, of course--lion he saw this damned week or so. "You talk into the microphone... no, that thing..." Kiara had nosed it open at her paws, and was examining it in line much to others' dismay. "The black thing, cat." She looked insulted, but nodded that she understood. "And it puts it in there... have fun. Welcome to Paixao, blahblah... name?" he turned to the next person after explaining things to Kiara, and the lioness had to glare a little at him.
She got no response to it.
Pouting a bit, she closed the journal with her nose and carried it with her into the city, head lowered and ears up so she could listen to her surroundings. There were more of the furless baboons in here, and she wasn't sure what was going on... they all looked the same, minus the few exceptions... It was kind of weird. So she headed deeper in, sticking close to fake foliage despite her comfort there also being limited. This place was just weird...
But the thing that gave her the joo-nal had seen more lions other than her, so her hopes were up. Maybe someone she knew--Kovu? she hoped--would be here... so she just sniffed and listened, eyes trained for whatever might help her.
[Although this thread is completed, it is in need of brief summary between it and the next. That'll... uh. Come later.]
Content: A lost lioness just looking for her boyfriend rather close friend and trying to avoid the hairless, tailless monkeys. One with wings and who speaks in silence is the exception.
Setting: Nifelheim, and its inner area nearby the outer area of Promenade Terrace. Advancing into the center of the city.
Time: Morning-afternoon, Wednesday, week2
Warnings: None (yet)
If only Zazu was around, then she could very well get through this place a lot easier. She had made her way through the line, ignoring the humans completely. They seemed to either not see her, or decide they didn't want to provoke a lion into getting angry with them. She had reached the beginning of the line at the silvery-iced gates with little to no difficulty, just a bit of timidness and slow pace on her half. Kiara still had no idea where she was, even after sitting out in the grass and observing the people for long periods of time until she had decided to get up after sleeping only a little.
"Name," came from above her, just as she was about to pass through, and she jumped with a quiet squeak. Peeking up at the person there, she flattened her ears back in a sort of submissive manner. "Wh-what?" she was just confused, before the person saw what she was. "Another one," he mumbled, before turning and rummaging through his pile. Pulling out a soft-pink rock with a black vine attached to it, he leaned over and put it around her neck. "Name?" he asked, seeming patient as he waited to write down her name.
"Kiara..." she said puzzledly, staring at the weird rock around her neck now. "It's a journal," he explained, sounding bored. This was the millionth--he was exagerating, of course--lion he saw this damned week or so. "You talk into the microphone... no, that thing..." Kiara had nosed it open at her paws, and was examining it in line much to others' dismay. "The black thing, cat." She looked insulted, but nodded that she understood. "And it puts it in there... have fun. Welcome to Paixao, blahblah... name?" he turned to the next person after explaining things to Kiara, and the lioness had to glare a little at him.
She got no response to it.
Pouting a bit, she closed the journal with her nose and carried it with her into the city, head lowered and ears up so she could listen to her surroundings. There were more of the furless baboons in here, and she wasn't sure what was going on... they all looked the same, minus the few exceptions... It was kind of weird. So she headed deeper in, sticking close to fake foliage despite her comfort there also being limited. This place was just weird...
But the thing that gave her the joo-nal had seen more lions other than her, so her hopes were up. Maybe someone she knew--Kovu? she hoped--would be here... so she just sniffed and listened, eyes trained for whatever might help her.
[Although this thread is completed, it is in need of brief summary between it and the next. That'll... uh. Come later.]