that's life [Ramona]

[Kydobi]

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FATHER WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?

KYDOBI— MALE— ROGUE— PANTANAL JAGUAR— DIFFICULT— BISEXUAL

[member=3295]ramona.[/member]

The world was quiet up here. Sure there was calls and chatters from the natural inhabitants. But still quiet and fresh.

Spread out on a branch dangled a resting shadow. His body could fall should he shift a little too much on one and yet he lies perfectly still. Perfectly comfortable. A deep exhale is exuded and a flash of pink as he licks his muzzle. He did not sleep to dream, he hardly ever did nowadays and he wasn't sure if he would welcome it either. The world is a bitter place and dreams sometimes provide such sweet relief that waking up makes the reality all the harder.

And so Kydobi rested with caution. His body knew better than to put himself in total vulnerability. He gave up closing his eyes and instead lazily held them open, soaking in the security of the canopy above. It was nice to be back in a place so familiar and yet so different from what he knew. But jungles were jungles. It was just who claimed them that made the difference. And who exactly were these Pittians? He wasn't really sure although he was technically one, he didn't actually consider himself of them. He didn't know enough and he hadn't been here long enough.

#psychosocial.

[teef]

RAMONA LINGRÉ

✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN

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a petite girl made her way through the underbrush of what was left of the jungle after fire was laid to it, her ears relaxed and head down low to avoid whatever smoke lingered in the jungle's grip. her eyes were half-closed, yet aware of her surroundings.

she had entered the jungle following kydobi's scent, intrigued by the malewho had recently come to the territory. she gave a slight sneeze when his trail ended at the trunk of a tree, causing her to rise up and put her paws on the bark of the tree, and to call upwards, "kydobi?"

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✯ — FEMALE. UNKNOWN. WEAK. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[Kydobi]

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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
♕tags-powers♕

She was small and she was tiny which lead to him believe she was naturally sweet as most petite beings were. Well don't assume. His name being called made him gently look down to see a lone figure.

I could eat you. A random thought, nothing malicious. Just an observation. He yawned, ivories exposed for a moment, a flash of pink and then darkness snapped. He got up, his paws sticking to the tree with the confidence unmatched. He knew he wouldn't fall, knew he could. Sure steps carried him down the tree in silence as he walked down as he walked up. The powers of wall walking, he need not really climb but some days he did... Just to keep his arms and legs in shape. He was nearly defying gravity with his lithe movements. He decided to stop, standing just above her.

"Yes? May I help you?", she seemed rather young and if his intuition was correct... a little naive. A solid chance to gain good information and back story of his new home. After all pride mates, pack mates, tribe mates, family didn't keep secrets right?

Hopefully.

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

[teef]

RAMONA LINGRÉ

✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN

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head tipped back to observe the large male standing above her, her eyes widened in surpise and awe, "wow ... you can stand on walls without falling off?", she murmurs, caught in her adoration of this skill.

stepping back a pace or two so that she wasn't craning her head up at him, she grinned, "i was gonna ask if you wanted to be shown around? and you seem pretty cool for a big guy. i don't think you'll push me into the embers like the other cubs do. i also don't think that you'll chase me off if you want to learn a bit more about our territory.", a clever little brat she was, learning to twist her words and tongue. what she really wanted was a friend in this forsaken place, someone that she could talk to that wouldn't instantly demean her. it made her miss captain, the one person who had never been directly rough to her without a set purpose.

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✯ — FEMALE. UNKNOWN. WEAK. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[Kydobi]

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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
♕tags-powers♕

[OOC: ]

Her words touched him. While he never cared for children, something about her made him feel the need to play guardian. Part of him wanted to say, "tough luck kid". But he was never the sort.

The savagery amongst the youth was enough to show him the direction of the future. Let him be the whip that taught them camaraderie and unity.

"Show me these children someday. They'll learn to not bother you... One way or another.", he smiled softly.

One could deduce that being bullied... She must be lonely. Especially in a place where size, and strength, and cleverness was so key to your position in society. Not to mention brutality.

"I never planned on chasing you off. Are people mean to you Ramona?", his words were kind and curious. Forget his past plan, he suddenly became interested in her welfare.

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

[teef]

RAMONA LINGRÉ

✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN

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"mean to me? some, yeah. but i know how to hold my own. my uncle made sure of it, said that he had to finish my dad's training. but my dad was never rough, he was always gentle.", her memories quickly dip into the past before she shook her head and gave an easy grin, ears flopping to the side as the borzoi pup tips her head.

"i'll be alright, i always am. scars a part of growing up, aren't they? they make or break a person. i learned that in my uncle's pack.", a soft laugh and a shake of her body, "c'mon, before it gets too hot and the wind blows on the cinders.", she suggests to him, eager to get out of the jungle.

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✯ — FEMALE. UNKNOWN. WEAK. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[Kydobi]

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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
♕tags-powers♕

[OOC: ]

Kydobi frowned a little, purity and kindness was not appreciated here.

"Yes, I suppose scars are a part of growing up. But there is no need to earn them from your peers. The world will beat you down enough."

The little pup was eager to please? Possibly. Kydobi was like that as well. And she mentioned training, his ears perked forward. Her uncle's pack? And where was he now? Where was her father? Where was her family. And unknowingly his heart called to her.

"I know what it is like to feel like you have no one."

Yet what man in his right mind would bring such a soft child here? She was young and if she was going to grow up at all... Alive and well. She needed guidance.

"Well if no one is training you, I'll be happy to. I was trained as well when I was young. We can go at your speed and I can show you some cool tricks", he said as he walked with her, allowing her to lead the way.

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

[teef]

RAMONA LINGRÉ

✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN

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tipping her head as if in thought she nodded, yawning as she licked her lips, "the world can be rough, yeah. it hurts a lot too.", she would agree, shaking her body out with a small bound and a hop.

"well, I'm not so alone anymore. I have the people here, even if they don't always like me or my energy, at least I got somebody. and I think I've got you too, kydobi."

bounding ahead, the young girl looked over her shoulder, "you would train with me? I know some defensive moves, uncle showed me how to put some people to the ground but I'm very limber.", as the last words left her maw, she tripped over a fallen branch, tumbling and rolling back up to her paws as if nothing had happened, grinning through the dirt and debris clinging to her fur. she was a child born with scraped knees and bandaged elbows, equipped with the brightest smile one could ever find, and the call of adventure in her blood.

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✯ — FEMALE. UNKNOWN. WEAK. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[Kydobi]

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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
♕tags-powers♕

[OOC: ]

While he heard her agreement with his statement, he wasn't really listening. His mind wandered to the world for a moment, what if Ramona was here. What if she had a family. What if the Pitt had a strong leader. All that.

But he didn't wander in wonder for too long. Quickly the jaguar tuned in, returning his gaze back to the half breed before him. Her words made him smile softly once more, but it was the blue smile of one who knew better. The last thing he wanted to do was promise her something. Get her hopes up and as fate would have it. Not last.

"As long as the world lets me, you have my friendship."


He would watch her stumble after boasting her flexibility and looseness and almost chuckled. An action he hadn't done in a long time, "Of course I'll train with you. Lesson one, don't trip."

He said it in a joking manner with humor in his eyes.

"Lesson two. When you do fall however get up and don't linger on what went wrong. Keep moving forward. I see you've already gotten that part down. Good job." it wasn't necessarily praise but he wanted her to know he saw her recovery and it was not for nothing.

He began to trot as he had fallen back when she ran ahead. Now he was by her side.

"So when did you come here? To the Pitt?"

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

[teef]

RAMONA LINGRÉ

✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN

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her mind took to his last words first, the pup looking up as he came to her side, "I came here when I was less than a month old. my dad took me out training, away from mum and my other dads. said we were gonna go find my uncle, his brother, and my cousins, his brother's daughter and son, as well. he said that our family needed to get strong, that a war was coming that was going to knock my mother off the throne that mum had held for the king for centuries. that our blue blood would turn purple and finally red again. he ... he was scaring me. I told him that, and that's when my dad changed. he was no longer gentle with me, no longer told me he cared about me. that's when I knew something was hurting my dad way worse than he was hurting me." her ears switched backwards and her muzzle curled. "my dad smelt like sulfur. he reeked of it. it happened after we left our family's lands. when my uncle found me, my mum's brother, he said that we had to run and we couldn't stop running until we reached his territory."

a shake of her body once more, as if to rid herself of the creeping along her pelt that reminded her of fog, her eyes misty with the memories. "ah. you didn'task about that. sorry. right. lesson one -- don't trip.", she murmured, letting her body relax, or rather, forcing it to do so, focusing on her surroundings. "moving forward and onward is the easy part, pushing aside the part that went wrong isn't so easy. I remember it for later, so I can think about it. probably not a good idea."

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✯ — FEMALE. UNKNOWN. WEAK. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.