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 Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 11:28 pm
 Hasani wandered, his mind wandering in and out of his surroundings and his life. He thought about the sun on his back, the rush of water from the nearby river, the look on his mother's face the night his father left, he beauty of the birds flying in the sky above him. . . He looked around the world and absorbed the beauty around him. He pounced into the grass in front of him, chasing the birds that lept into flight.
He flopped onto his back in the sunlight letting it warm his tummy. He dozed off, letting his mind wander back into his past, into the lovely things he has seen and the things he hoped to come.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:35 pm
 Tumai was feeling slightly better than she had been. That was saying quite a lot, really, because she had been incomprehensibly depressed. Ever since losing her babies and starting her quest to find them...
But she had managed to find one, and learned that they were not babies any more. That gave her hope, in a way, that they were all out there, living their lives and being happy. She hoped they were. She couldn't remember their faces or their names, but she knew she loved them. She wanted nothing but happiness for them.
She was startled as she padded along by a flurry of birds taking flight nearby. She spotted a wild dog rolled on his back and moved to see if he was okay, a natural worrier.
"Hello there..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 11:02 pm
Hasani opened his eyes to meet the eyes of the beautifully sad looking female above him. Something about the look in her eyes made him think of his mother for the briefest of moments before he cracked his customary big smile. He rolled onto his feet and shook out his coat, stretching and yawning. He examined her for a moment, taking in the beauty of the female before him. He may act young, but he had learned to appreciate a beautiful female. He fought back the thoughts that crept into the back of his mind and settled on greeting her.
"Hello yourself." he tilted his head to one side, tail thumping slightly. He was trying to follow his mother's advice and act his age, but fighting the urge to hop up and down in excitement was a difficult task. He loved meeting new people, especially females. "I'm Hasani, and I would very much like to learn the name of such a pretty girl as yourself." Too much? maybe, but he was having trouble learning to be adult rather than so "puppy-ish" (as his mother so aptly put it.)
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 9:24 am
Tumai watched him as he rolled to his feet, noting that he didn't look hurt or like he was in trouble. His body language was light and, of course, he had smiled at her. So that probably didn't mean he was in terrible pain or was injured in any way that was serious. Still, her expression remained slightly worried and uncomfortable, her pink eyes watching him keenly just in case he was trying to pretend he was okay.
"Pretty...?" she would have blushed if her fur would allow for it. Instead, she felt the skin of the tips of her ears warm up considerably. She shook her head slowly, almost hit with the urge to look around and make sure he was talking to her. He had called her a pretty 'girl' after all, and she was a bit older than that.
Or so she thought.
Still, her tail swung slowly behind her, just because his happy attitude was slightly infectious.
"My name is Tumai. It's nice to meet you... I thought you might be in trouble, or hurt. I didn't mean to interrupt anything."
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:01 am
Hasani tilted his head to one side, she looked worried. His ears twitched and his listened around them for any signs of danger. He didn't hear anything, so he turned his head and panned around, seeing nothing obvious.
When she spoke again, his smile turned reassuring. "Hurt? I'm sorry if I worried you, but I promise I'm fine and there doesn't seem to be any trouble around. I was just laying in the sun and thinking about. . . well, thinking about things I enjoy mostly." He decided to leave out his thoughts about his father and his mother, she had this feeling of sadness about her and he couldn't help wanting to make her happier which meant leaving out his sad past. "May I ask where you were heading, Tumai?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 9:15 am
"I don't know," she said in reply to his question, shaking her head slowly. She was just traveling, still looking for the three other puppies she had managed to lose, though she had found one.
She was surprised she could still remember it. Usually Tumai's mind blanked out on things, even important things, but the memory of reuniting with her baby, who was now an adult, remained.
That made her happier. Still, she was so used to being sad that it was hard to shake.
"I'm glad you're not hurt though. Do you live around here, or are you wandering, too?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 4:30 pm
Hasani sat, tilting his head to one side. "I don't live anywhere really, or do I live everywhere?" he grinned at his own musings and then shook himself to pull himself back to the conversation. "I'm sorry, no, I don't really have a solid place that I live. I wander. . . well, I search really, but that's a long story. My mother and I have wandered my entire life and when I became an adult, I couldn't seem to shake the habit."
His mind momentarily scanned all the fun things he has done in his life, the exciting things that happen to him. Things like meeting new people, new girls, like the one standing in front of him. "Why do you wander? Is it for the fun? The excitement of meeting all the new people?" he grinned widely, stifling the urge to tell her about all of the exciting things that happen to him all the cool people he meets. His tail thumped the ground heavily.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 9:56 am
She smiled at his answer. She felt the same, living no where and everywhere. But she had been just looking for her babies. Now that she had found at least one, and knew that the others were older now, too, she at least could wander with less sorrow in her heart.
"I guess that makes sense," she nodded, "if it's in your blood, or how you were raised, then it makes sense you would wander."
She shook her head, looking thoughtful, like he had asked her a math question and she was trying to work it out in her head.
"I guess I'm just lost all the time," she finally concluded, looking at him. "I've a bad memory and I... I get lost. I forget where I'm going or where I've been. I've been trying to find my puppies, but they're all adults now... I met one and I can remember it, which is good." She smiled sadly.
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