Where's the major dodo when you need him... [Completed]

[mightyhuntress]

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.]}

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[keyofhell.livejournal.com]

Well, Duma is not exactly sure that this Kovu would be in the direction he pointed at, but he might be. If you always find things in the last place you look for, then it doesn't matter where you start because you will always find it in the last place you look for, right? Duma knows it is wrong, but he figures that 'that way' is as good as any other way, and so he gives her a nod.

In reply to her suggestion, Duma starts walking 'that way' while gesturing for her to follow. It will perhaps be a very long time still before he gets used to feeling the horribly rough ground below the soles of his feet, but he is trying his best not to grimace at every step he takes. He wonders if he will be allowed to walk just a breath above the ground again once he is welcomed back to the Silver City. He wonders if he will ever be allowed back in the Silver City. He wonders if the soles of his feet will ever heal.

[mightyhuntress]

Kiara seems to be a thinker of trying to find things in the first place you look, or else she's just impatient of looking and getting severely tired already of being lost in a world she does not understand in the slightest. Duma, however, is a ray of light in the crazy darkness of fake plants and weird clones. So, she follows him without question, journal quietly patting off her chest as she walks.

She soon notices what grimaces do make their way past Duma's features, and frowns a little with her ears drooping. For a couple of minutes, she doesn't say anything, as if trying to figure out what it might be that's causing the problem... before figuring it out with the timing of the grimaces. "Duma? If your feet are hurt, I could carry you?" she is smaller, but that's only in full-height. And contrary to what her father and many others believed, Kiara was stronger than she looked. The whole lion thing helped.