[PRP] Resistance, At Last (Wodi/Kuhasa)

[Meepfur]

Wodi was in a Mood...although, to be perfectly frank, that was perfectly normal, but she was in an especially restless one, and had been for some time now. Her snark was less playful, more irritable, a transition she would choose to blame on age if called on it. And she could, couldn't she? She was old enough to have joined when Gakere was Umholi, having arrived just after he'd brought Surtak in as his second-in-command of sorts, and that was where all her trouble had started. She had so loved to pick at and on him, made a game of deliberately vexing him, the short male with the strange voice. And she'd tested him in other ways, too, becoming the first lioness in the pride to bear his cubs: strong and fierce little things from the start, all of them. She'd had every intention of going to him again, but then...then he'd gone and disappeared, and after that... She preferred not to think about what had or hadn't happened when he and Gakere got into for gods-knew-what reason and, for all anyone knew, killed each other.

b*****d. She'd been fond of him, so of course he'd had to do something stupid like die. So she'd buried it, covered it over and resolved never to dig it up, pretend that everything was fine while everyone mourned for Gakere and bickered about what to do. For all anyone knew, she couldn't have cared less - it was just boring without Surtak to tease. That was all.

Wodi had occuppied herself with her grandcubs, Lusizi courtesy of the abrupt change in leadership, and all in all had kept to herself, not quite so nosy or so inclined to seek out opportunities to ruffle feathers, although she hadn't hesitated to if the opportunity came directly to her. And she'd been not content, but...settled, or something like it. But then came Khazine, her great-granddaughter, and she'd not hesitated to snarl and spit at the Abaholi she'd previously ignored, for all intents and purposes. There had been real fight and fire in her again, and with that spark back came resentment for allowing herself to ever let it go. To get old.

But she wasn't old, dammit, not yet! Great-granddaughter or no, she refused to be old. Pacing back and forth, tail lashing in irritation, she snarled and swiped a paw at an unfortunate lizard, throwing it against a tree with a force that probably killed it.

Ecavi

...I did not mean for her to be cranky, but apparently she's cranky. sry Kuhasa.

 

[Meepfur]

She had company, and it was no one she would have expected: the pride's pale Inselelo, about whom her daughter and granddaughter greatly enjoyed complaining. For her part, Wodi couldn't care less about whether or not the shade of his mane was up to par; if anything, though she would never admit it, she rather liked it. He reminded her of her old home.

"My timing was off," she quipped, her tone more snarky than genuinely mean. "Would it have made the same sound if it hit your head, I wonder?"

Ecavi

 

[Meepfur]

Wodi repositioned to better look at him as he shook his mane, and considered his answer with a contemplative sound. "Not if I aimed just right," she decided, and stepped closer to jab a paw at his forehead, or in the general direction at least. With her small stature, actually jabbing him in the head would have required more effort than she was willing to spend at this particular moment. "So the question remains, although I suspect the lizard does not. Pity, now I'm curious."

Ecavi

 

[Meepfur]

"Just so," the lioness affirmed, accompanying the reply with a short rasp of a chuckle. "I appreciate a good insult, but no one disrespects my mother but me." Point for having some approximation of a sense of humor, which was in very short supply where the Abaholi were concerned. Maybe she should have made more of an effort to bother him sooner.

"I was annoyed, and it was there," she then answered more honestly, with a shrug and not an ounce of pity for the late reptile. "It was that or a rock, but a rock wouldn't have been nearly as satisfying."

Ecavi

 

[Meepfur]

Once she'd said it, she envisioned a very similar result to what Kuhasa did...so, in hindsight, a rock would ultimately have been satisfying, although she couldn't have known it at the time. Too bad, because that really would have been amusing. It was a possibility she had no time to muse on further, because he proceeded to offer to distract her. Was- was it an accident of words not thought through before they were spoken, or was she being propositioned?

Huh. Well then. He'd said it, and he was stuck with it either way. "Oh, please. Killing one little lizard isn't nearly enough for all my frustrations."

Ecavi