Adapting
Mlezi would continue to tease, but he was intoxicated by her. The testosterone and other hormones flowing through his blood, it had been some time since he had this kind of excitement. Her displays were a game, and he knew that very well. He felt no need to feel embarrassed for his state, since all lions had been within this temptation before. They all knew too well, without he lioness they were nothing. His tongue rested over his snout as another gruff left his throat, a deep rumble. As she jumped away, his pink eyes would follow her. The male let a deep growl leave his throat, shaking his mane in a display. As he stepped forward he practically mimicked her hopping to get closer to her. He wondered what her tic was, what made her go crazy? Was it strength, affection, every woman was different. The lion had to use his wits to catch her it seemed, she was not the first to play hard to catch. "Basi ni nini unataka kutoka kwangu, jangwa mwanamke"(Then what is it you want from me, desert lady?) he would ask. Deep within himself he let out a loud roar to shake the land. Any nearby animals would be startled by such a noise.
He would smirk at her, raising an eyebrow for a moment. Though he made sure to keep a close eye on her, he would not lose sight of her and would probably chase her around until she did think he was worthy. Hyder was feeling the need again, like he did in the past, he would not give up. Not until he knew that his strength was proof that he was a lion worthy of being alive. Something all young males had to come to terms with in their lives. |