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The Dancing Leaves [ Open ] ["Invasion"/Acceptance]
« on: August 08, 2016, 11:19:46 AM »


The mystery of the Sahara sun would marvel many creatures alike. With her kind and loving nature, she casually caressed the land underneath her reign, gently nudging on the tiny thoughts into valuable seedlings, and later into instrinsically important foliage. Here, antelope would bound across with great enthusiasm, all the while unaware of the ravenous predators that stared them down from the tall grasses.

Yet, she could also be ruthless, scorching the land until the sands became nearly impossible to dig through, and cracked around the edges. Here, canyons began their formations, with the powerful and awe-striking features of impressive ones looming ahead in nearby distances. Where many would immediately aim their sights - and thus destinations - upon the more delectable portions, Nukiharu had to call the latter home.

But if you were to ask her? She loved her family - a strong task force aptly described as 'Ukoo'. Primarily managed by Hyenas, they took in many of the vagabond that no longer found safety and solace in other lands nearby. She patrolled the region casually keeping an eye out for the newest stragglers. The Nuke wanted to explode like a secret bomb, wrapping herself around the first opportunity and lure them in by enticing them with the wonders of Ukoo.

She cared little about the worth of those she accepted upon first encounter, as she cared about their self value. Someone who could answer her honestly and prove without cause of alarm to want to reside as a true resident, was generally welcomed with open paws. She, instead, kept herself fused for those who might mean harm to her wonderful homeland.

She rounded around one of the borders, heading back along the edge of her homeland as it would lurch her forward. She would head back soon. It seemed unlikely that strangers in the mists lurked for her on this evening. Her Queen was her sole concern. Protection and safety mattered the most.
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Re: The Dancing Leaves [ Open ]
« Reply #1 on: October 09, 2016, 08:56:47 PM »

[OOC: Third Eye is "invading" this thread and wants to join Ukoo. She's not familiar with acceptance, but wants to be part of the clan. and eventually run it]


The young hyena confidently strode through land that was not hers, crossing over the border, to claim a clan that certainly did not want a ten-month-old cub leading it. She needed their help, and she needed to rebuild her fallen clan. First, she would get their aid. There were many things the overconfident cub did not know, but she had enough sense to know not to march into lion territory by herself and demand they return her brother. No, she'd need the help of this clan. And she could go with them, and impress them with her skills, and eventually - when they were ready - they would accept her as their leader. She could pass on all the traditions of her fallen clan, and rebuild this one in its image. That would have to wait, though. Her brother was in danger, and she couldn't help him on her own.

Third Eye knew of borders, but had paid no mind to this one. It was safe inside borders, she'd been taught, and dangerous outside. Unless they were lion borders. Those were safe outside, dangerous within. But these were hyena borders. And she was a hyena, and this was a hyena clan, and seeing as she was the only surviving female from her clan, she was now a matriarch. A young, very inexperienced matriarch, but important nonetheless. They would have to respect that. Hyenas were good. They would help her, and respect her, and eventually, eventually (but not soon enough for her liking) she would lead them.

She saw a figure through the tall grass, some strange creature she didn't recognize. Third Eye marched over to her and looked the creature up and down. She certainly wasn't a hyena. But she also wasn't a lion. Or a wild dog. Third Eye didn't know what she was. She looked more like a hyena than a lion though, and was smaller than most hyenas she knew...so whatever she was, this weird animal couldn't be too bad. "What are you?" the cub asked, certainly not meaning to be rude, though her tone was anything but polite. Common courtesy was a fine skill she had not yet mastered. "Isn't this a hyena clan? I smell hyenas. I need them to help me."

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Re: The Dancing Leaves [ Open ] ["Invasion"/Acceptance]
« Reply #2 on: November 11, 2016, 10:11:50 PM »
Only unity of her clan and protection of her people mattered to the Nuke. As she rounded the edge of her territory, she would pause along the border, letting her gaze drift off into the distance. Far off in the Savanna, deep violet hues studied the dry, arid scenery. Canyons raised in the distance, billowing with gusty, dry winds that snaked their ways through their depths. Concern softened, then hardened her gaze, as she considered the furry felines that often tied integrally to Ukoo's own well-being.

Thoughts crawled in her mind in the form of images and more primitive emotions, flowing through her as a constantly changing, flowing tide. She wasn't sure how she should feel about them, and what threat they truthfully considered for her family She knew, instead, that she would silently stand on the sidelines, prepared and waiting should she ever need to prove the strength of her backbone for her homeland. Nuikiharu would never truly trust them, just she silently remained optimistically skeptical of unknown and foreign creatures beyond her territory's borders.

As the Tasmanian Tiger turned around, marching in her solitary mission to inspect her homeland, an apparition would shape itself. She paused, pulling herself back instinctively. Her tail tucked around her legs, and flushed up against her stomach defensively, as they shadowy figure slowly formed itself. She would stand still, mind snarky and expectantly awaiting the form to solidify, forming the broad shoulders, and sloping hind end of the developing young girl. The thylacine's lips quivered for a moment, caught between a shifting, incoherent flow of thought processes. A baby hyena, and no mum to call upon? And a strange one at that!

Quietly, the Nuke tried to place a name to the unfamiliar face, and felt out of place in doing so. She was somewhat certain that the baby lass hadn't a standing ground within the territory, and therefore was a stranger. That, and given that she was an older adolescent female, Nuki wasn't entirely shocked, either. "You do not cross territory lines!" She immediately barked out, lips curling in a growl as she narrowed her eyes down. "The Nuke needs to ensure you can be trusted, first.." She completely ignored the question about what she was from the baby child-thing. She softened her tone dramatically, only after reassessing the information and an almost mothering nature tugged at her to treat the individual as though it were only a baby.

But she barely understood their gestational and developmental differences during their youthful stages. Still, she could be dangerous. She would definitely take it down several more notches as soon as the little lass proved her ultimate innocence, and would cater to her like a youth unless given a reason to respect her otherwise. "Isn't this a hyena clan? I smell hyenas. I need them to help me." The question caused the Nuke to smile a little, and shake her head with a strong, definitively negative notion.

"This badland has the Ukoo clan call it home. They are not a clan just for fisi, no, though they are largely considered a fisi clan. We have thylacine like this one," The Nuke would lift a paw up, and curve it inwards, to point to herself, "as well as the rangi, and sometimes simba and duma are even accepted. Those that mean no ill will and are not Baya, are able to seek acceptance within her borders." She explained to the softly hued, brown furry hyena. She would easily and readily redefine any of the words only should the child ask for better clarification, because it was not always that uncommon to come across language barriers within her line of work.

But should the child not heed her warnings, or cause more of a disruptive scene? Then more measures may become necessary... "Now, tell the Nuke what it is that is wrong. What assistance are you looking for the fisi of Ukoo?"
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