first lesson;

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

[ Dictated; after the sounds of things crashing and breaking are done with... ]

Wh—what's going on?! Timon?! Pumbaa! Where are you guys?

[ There are even more sounds now, little paws scrambling about, things being knocked over, claws scratching at the walls, windows, and door. ]

This isn't funny, you guys! Where did you put me? Let me out of here! Is this some sort of test?! I thought we were friends already! ...Oh wait, then does that mean I'm failing? I'm not supposed to panic, right?

Okay, okay! Hakuna Matata! I'm fine. Keep me in here as long as you want, I'll definitely pass! [ A beat, then more quietly. ] I wonder if there's any food in here... This is a really weird looking cave.

[ ooc; Lion cub in the lobby, if you wanna run into him! Dictated as well. It's not like he can open doors... ]

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[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

Yeah... Okay.

[ He really isn't a fan of this. At least in the jungle he could run around wherever he wanted, and catch his own food. This is no freedom at all. Maybe this is his punishment?

Either way, he's still not going to let himself freeze to death, so after standing back up he gives himself another shake to try and get rid of what little bit of water he can. ]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[You have to be the most dramatic cat ever. He meanwhile wishes for a towel and a blanket and uses the towel to help Simba with that drying process like you would any animal after a bath- but gently so, so the lion doesn't freak out and claw him more or in reverse, he has a panic attack from being so close to a lion]

This is to help dry you, okay?

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

[ He starts to back up at that, before realizing he has nowhere to go because he's in a corner. Normally that alone would make his defensive instincts kick in, but he remembers this human is trying to be friendly.

At the explanation, he tries to hold still. It reminds him a little of how his mom would have dried him, of course that would have been with her tongue... ]

What's your name?

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[...Yeah the tongue thing is never happening, but he's trying to make the towel thing as unpleasant as possible for the both of them!]

Ah...it's Allen. What about you?

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

Simba.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[....]




....Your name is "Lion"?

[Well, it shouldn't be...too surprising that even talking lions aren't that creative]

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

I'm proud to be a lion!

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Right, of course you should be...

[a sigh and he'll smile]

It's a good name.

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

Better than Allen, anyway.

[ Hey at least it seems to have cheered him up. ]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure I'd go that far.

[There may have been a very light playful flick at the back of your ear there. ]

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

[ That makes his ear twitch, and he quickly reaches up to rub his paw at it. Allen you better not...get him in a playful mood... You'll regret it so bad... ]

Hey...!

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Oh don't worry about that. He has had his fill of exposure therapy for the entire week thanks to you and is not looking to push further. Instead he'll just laugh softly]

I think you're mostly dry now...this blanket should help keep you warm. [Draping it over Simba's back]

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

What about you? You need to dry off, too! Your fur got all wet.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Me?

Oh, don't worry, this is simply clothing, not fur. [To demonstrate, he'll pull off his hoodie to show that he's wearing a long sleeve shirt underneath. ] See?

And my hair will dry off on it's own- humans are better at taking the cold than lions.

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

[ Staring at it oddly. Did he just...shed that? In a big clump? You should have that checked out, man.

And normally he'd be insulted by that comment, but last time that happened he got stuck in the snow! ]

If you say so.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[You're not the brightest lion of the pride are you Simba?]

Mm. I'm much more worried about you staying warm.

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

I'm fine!

[ Except he's not really. Even if the castle is heated, it's still weak compared to the level of heat he's used to. It makes being damp all the more noticable. ]

Unless there's somewhere around here with real warmth.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Um...

I suppose we could go up near one of the fireplaces around here...

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

[ Um, did you say fire?! That's never a good thing! Also it's freezing outside, how can there be fire anywhere. ]

Why would you want to go towards fire?!

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Ah- it's okay really.

Fireplaces are spots that fire is contained and controlled. We use them for warmth.

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

But that sounds dangerous! Why would you risk it? I thought humans could handle the cold better than lions.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Handle it better, yes, but we're not immune.

And there's lots of reasons we'd risk using fire, really.

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

[ Whatever. You humans officially make no sense. A complete enigma! It's interesting. But he's still not going near fire. Even he's not gonna laugh in the face of danger twice in a row. ]

Well this thing on me is working okay. I'll be fine now.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

If you say so.

[Yes Simba, this is only the start of all the confusing things that humans do. Though mostly, you'll end up just thinking their main call is "AWWWWWW" ]

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

So where am I supposed to sleep? And I need to go.

[ This is now your problem. ]