[PRP] Water [Tonrar x Tyson]

[Syrius Lionwing]

Tyson wasn’t a particularly large firekin. Not that he was small, but he was really just about average for a male, which made him on the small size for a member of the Motoujamii. His smaller size though made him ideal to be a water seeker. He wasn’t much of a fighter after all and almost every male in the pride out strapped him in the muscle department.

He had created a couple of gourds a long time ago, with these gourds he could carry several letres of water to the varying waterholes around the pride. Even though it was early in the day he had pitched up to several of the water stations with his bottles filled. This was his next stop. As he pulled to a halt he smiled lightly and looked at the dark lady waiting to take a drink. “If you give me a moment, I’m here to fill it.” He smiled trotting past the female without a moments hesitation.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting miss. This is my last call this morning, I’m running a bit late.” He turned and smiled softly. “I hate to keep you soldiers waiting but sometimes my paws get stuck in the sand.” He grinned a cheeky grin, what he actually meant was he got side tracked, but she didn’t need to know that.  

[Syrius Lionwing]

Alpaca Chobi

Tyson dumped his water in to the drinking water, while his ears twitched at her words. He chuckled. Her words resonated with him, sure everyone got stuck in the sand but he hadn’t gotten stuck really, he had been playing around on the dunes surfing down the sand and enjoying himself but he didn’t want to say that so he cleared his throat to hides a chortle and gave a very serious nod.

“Hi yeh, uhm, everyone gets stuck in the sand now and then.” He smiled at the lioness and nodded to the fresh water he had dumped in the station. The rest of her ramble left a grin on his maw. He’d never really thought about that. Maybe it was because he liked to use gravity to get every where he could, was the reason he wasn’t quite as large and muscular as his primal companions.”I never really thought about that, makes sense.”

He paused in thought before he looked at her, she was thirsty, well thats as what he was here for. “Drink away.” The black and white lion sat on his haunches. This was his last drop off at least until his evening run and it was most unusual for him to find a lion waiting for him, at least one that wasn’t trying to bite his head off for being slow, or late. She was civil.

It lead him to believe that she must not be from here most soldiers were curt and liked to glare if the sun got too high and their water source was low. “Tyson.” He replied simply a smile rising on his maw. “Drink your fill before the more angry customers come.” He sighs, he could easily say life was hard for him but it wasn’t really, as long as he kept on top of his duties others mostly left him alone despite his ‘diminuative’ size.  

[Syrius Lionwing]

Alpaca Chobi

The black and white male chickled as he watched her dunk her head in to the water. He couldn’t blame her of course, after training hard everyone liked a drink of fresh water. He supposed she was lucky he came along when he did, or maybe he was just lucky that no one else saw him being just a bit later than usual.

“It can be thirsty work, soldiering.” He commented, he automatically assumed that because she was here that she was a soldier of course. Anyone else found drinking from this particular font would undoubtedly face the wrath of unhappy brigades as they left their daily training.

Her offer of a shadowy respite was well received and with a grin the smaller than average firekin gave a nod. “I would love to!” Bowing his head he let a paw sweep away “Lead the way. I’m sure you have a favourite spot.” He smiled. She was clearly not born in the firekin, and he was curious, her name was one indication though also her civil manner. Not a lot of soldiers spoke to the water seekers so kindly. He gave a shrug at her other comment “I’v never known any different, I was born here, the heat just sort of sinks in to you so you stop noticing.”  

[Syrius Lionwing]

Alpaca Chobi

Tyson followed her happily his tail swishing in the air. She was a lovely lioness. It was unusual for him to get such a nice reception. Stepping in to the shade the black and white male gave a gentle sigh, though he was of course used to the heat it was still nice to get out of the sun for a while.

He sits at the edge of the shadows, letting the female make herself comfortable. Her amusement at their names made him chuckle “My mother liked to find more unusual names. Our pride is full of Moto she always said.” He grinned broadly. His mother could be very candid.

“Do you enjoy being a soldier?” He queried.  

[Syrius Lionwing]

Alpaca Chobi

Tyson gave a chuckle and an affirmative nod “Yeh, it’s an honour to be called Moto but, my mother, she preferred to go a more unique route.” He smiled gently. “She is a great mother.” He gave an affirmative nod.

Taking a breath the black and white male smiled wistfully. “I like it.. It gives me lots of time alone, time to contemplate.. It also gives me time to goof off.” He grins, he was actually a good water seeker, when he put his mind to it, it was just heliked to play sometimes and it was that play time that got him in to all sort of bother. “It can be difficult when your family is full of warriors. I can hold my own in a fight, but against the rest of my family, I’m sort of lacking.” He shrugged his shoulders at this. He was hardly small but he was definitely smaller than your average firekin.

“Some soldiers wont even speak to a water seeker, it is why I was a little surprised.” He grinned. “I’m glad you did though, it can get a little lonely even in a pride this size.”