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PostSubject: Warm Nights   Tue Oct 23, 2012 7:05 am

Adhra stared up at the evening sky, watching the sun's last few rays cast an orange glow over the sky that was interrupted with splashes of pink and purple. It was a beautiful site, but the lioness could only stare upwards blankly, not feeling any awe at the beauty. She could only feel bitterness inside of her that had built up from the days when she was a cub that had gone mad with longing for a mother to love and care for her. As Adhra had gone, her madness had ebbed away to a more manageable level, but she was still leaning towards mad and now she had the added bitterness. She used to be playful and full of cheek, but now she just longed to be free from the pride. She felt so trapped here, claustrophobic even because all she wanted to do was just run free and forget everything. To be abandoned by a mother was something that a cub could not deal with, and as she had grown up with a mother that had completely ditched them to run off herself, Adhra had grown into a depraved young lioness.

Her eyes slid away from the sun as a warm, desert breeze ruffled her fur. Normally, the desert would become ice cold by the night, but the warmth seemed to linger in the air tonight, which was a great relief to the young lioness. She headed towards where the tiniest little ray was still showing. Her eyes never left that point in the sky as the stars came out and shone brightly, lighting up the night with their radiant beauty. The moon was full and glowing brightly, but still Adhra's eyes never strayed to far from the horizon. Tonight, she would just walk and walk until her feet decided to come to a halt, Adhra had decided. Her feet carried her at a steady pace, never slowly nor speeding up, just average. The breeze ruffled her fur again and she sighed, feeling a little bit of peace and serenity so far from the pride.

It wasn't long before Adhra reached the spring that was rumoured to only be full of clear, crystal water on rare occasions when the Great Spirit decided to bless them so. She headed towards the little spring, unaware that she was even doing it until she realised that a star had entered her vision that wasn't there before. She came to a halt at the edge and noticed that instead of the mud that normally layered the earth there, instead there was a clear, beautiful crystal water that reflected the stars and the moon off of its surface. She dipped her head down and took a gulp of the water, so crystal clear and fresh, it was like heaven in her mouth. She gulped down water until she'd reached her fill and sat back on her haunches, finally feeling that bitterness slip away. A small smile graced her muzzle as she stared up at the sky, the moon bathing her in it's luminous glow.

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PostSubject: Re: Warm Nights   Sat Nov 10, 2012 5:04 pm

It had been weeks since Jabari abandoned his pride. His dark, ashen mane had grown in thick, and along with it, his vanity had also grown. He was full of youthful confidence and self-assurance, and he had not even bothered to tell anyone he was leaving for good. One day, he had wandered much farther than usual, and he had simply decided he didn’t want to go back to the Coldlands. Of course, he hadn’t gone out of his way to sever any ties. If worst came to worst and he decided he needed the pride for whatever reason (a free meal, protection, whatever), he would lie and say that he had gotten lost. But in Jabari’s mind, he was free. He was a rogue, as far as he was concerned.

In this time, he had been chased away from territories, he had hunted successfully and he had failed spectacularly. Today, he had stumbled upon the Desertlands, though he did not yet realize it. Surrounded by sand dunes instead of slushy snow, this was a place so unlike his homelands that Jabari couldn’t get enough of it. The day had been blistering, deliriously hot, but the dark lion had found a comfortable sandstone cave to rest within during the hottest part of the afternoon. He had watched the sun begin to dip towards the west with apathy towards the work of art it created in the skies. Beauty did not move the lion as it did for others. He was only glad that the blazing, merciless sun was setting for the day so that he could continue to explore and perhaps find a cool drink or an easy kill.

He followed his rosy nose, certain that he had the ability to find water merely by scent. And surprisingly, his method seemed to work. The night breeze was warm and inviting, and he pursued it with renewed vigor, despite the fact that he hadn’t eaten in a couple of days. But before he saw the spring, he saw the lioness beside it, her tawny pelt illuminated by a nearly full moon that had replaced the sun in the sky up above. Immediately, an unconscious grin crossed his muzzle, and a sandy paw rose to smooth out his mane. With his chest puffed out with confidence, he made his way down towards the unknown lioness, feeling quite fortunate to have found both water and a lone female. "Well, hello there," he said as he approached, grinning uncontrollably. "Is there enough water here to share with a lost, thirsty stranger?"

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PostSubject: Re: Warm Nights   Sat Nov 10, 2012 9:41 pm

Adhra was scarcely seen during the days near the Desertlanders Pride, for it was often that she went out into the heat and steeled herself against it, coming to the point that even during the hottest hours of the day she could still be outside, though it burned at her skin and made her mouth completely dry, she was becoming far more resilient than any other in her Pride. Even her brother had not been by her side much lately, for the cub who had never wanted to stray from her brother's side was long gone, and in her place was a much madder, strange lioness who appreciated beauty in the most curious of ways. For instance, the evening sky when it was shot with red and orange due to the burning heat of the sun as it lowered itself towards the horizon fascinated her more than the soft pinks and blues, they were dull to look at and far too girly for a lioness of her standards.

No, Adhra was a strange lioness indeed and could never have been considered normal, even form the age of a cub. She was the type of lioness who laughed in the face of danger and enjoyed what others would find frightening and scary. Her wanderings took her further and further, later and later, she just couldn't sate her thirst to be out there exploring in the great world, not tied down to a Pride. A Pride! It seemed ridiculous to Adhra to be apart of a Pride where she had to stay in certain lands. She wanted to be rogue, she wanted to be free. Freedom was something that Adhra's heart had desired ever since she was younger. She could remember scoffing at the idea of being given the throne if Quanna did not birth any heirs. Though Quanna's whereabouts where a mystery to all and Adhra wouldn't be surprised if the Queen had passed on.

Many would think that the thought of Quanna being dead would upset Adhra, considering that whilst her mother had been absent and then abandoned her, Quanna had taken good care of herself and Akili - as much as a busy Queen could do. But it was quite the opposite, she really couldn't care less about the well-being of the Queen. Her heart had been broken from a young age when she realised that the mother she looked like so much could not bare to look upon her, could not bare to be near her, and nearly sobbed when she looked into Adhra's startling green eyes. Adhra had been distraught when her mother had turned away from her and distanced herself as much as she could, returning only to keep Akili and Adhra alive with her milk before she abandoned them forever. It was for that reason that Adhra didn't love. Love was a weakness. Love was something that she only gave to her brother, but even he was not considered dear to her anymore. So lost in her thoughts, Adhra did not hear the lion approach her but she did not show her surprise as he greeted her.

Turning her head to stare at him, Adhra nodded her head and looked back to the water. He was a handsome lion albeit, a thick mane with a dark coat to much and violet eyes that captured the glow of the moon as he stepped into the light where she was sat. If Adhra knew of how she was brought into this world, she would be much more suspicious of the grinning lion. But even then, possibly not for Adhra was confident in her capabilities. She may not look it, but she was strong, fast, agile, and she didn't fancy being beaten by some rogue lion. She was not her mother's daughter at all, she only looked it. "What do you think? Does it look like I can drink all of this by myself? Help yourself." She was never overly polite in the first place, and when a stranger asked if she could share some water she cared not to be as polite and sweet as many would think by her appearance, though her eyes often gave her away for being wicked by heart. "What brings you here, thirsty stranger?"

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PostSubject: Re: Warm Nights   Mon Nov 12, 2012 12:08 am

The young lioness didn’t seem as feisty as she may have been deep down, not at first sight. Adhra didn’t notice that she was no longer alone until Jabari was quite close. She wasn’t exactly polite, but the very fact that she hadn’t chased him off with a growl and claws extended the second she noticed him was as much welcome as Jabari needed. Ignoring her question about the purpose of his visit, the dark lion instead came to stand beside Adhra, lapping up the water greedily, all manners pushed aside. Not that Jabari really had manners in the first place. After he had sucked up as much as his empty belly could take, he leaned away from the water, panting as he tried to regain his breath. ”What do you think?” He said quietly, mimicking the way she had asked the same question only moments before as he nodded curtly towards the spring.

His muzzle dripped cool liquid before a paw rose to wipe it away, but the pleased look on his face suggested that it had been a while since his last opportunity to have a drink. ”I only asked because I thought you might be another stuffy pride lioness.” Jabari watched the features of the lioness closely to see if she would be offended by his remark. Or perhaps he really had gotten lucky that day and he had wandered into unclaimed territory? His eyes slipped over the peachy pelt of the young lioness, and he wondered somewhat guiltily if she was even fully-grown yet. He assumed she was just small though, never guessing that this stranger was similarly depraved. Jabari had never known real love, he was convinced of it. If his father had loved him, he would have left him in the jungle. If his mother had cared, she would have tried to bring him home from the Coldlands. The others who had attempted to love Jabari had all been shoved away callously.

He had no need for them, and no need for love. But what grown lion didn’t desire the companionship of a lovely lioness? Or two, or three? And so his behavior towards a lioness like Adhra was quite unlike his normal erratic, violent personality. Instead he smiled, turning on the charm in a way his father would have been proud of. ”My name is Jabari. And what, may I ask, is yours?” He knew his eyes were unusual, stunning someone had once told him, and he used them to his advantage, turning his head just so that the moon reflected upon his amethyst orbs. The night breeze that ruffled his dark earthy mane was so warm and inviting that Jabari felt as if he was in another world, private and secluded, all alone with sweet water and an even sweeter lioness.

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PostSubject: Re: Warm Nights   Mon Nov 12, 2012 10:09 pm

Adhra found it curious that he had mistaken her for someone who would treat him with kindness, that had never been how she worked. From the moment the pale brown lioness was born, she had been a little on the mad side and the madness had grown as well as a blunt rudeness. Though she would never describe it as 'rude', she preferred to call it the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. For where others would sugarcoat it and be as polite as they bloody well wanted, she was truthful in her actions. She didn't pretend to be pleased to meet someone when she wasn't, she wasn't kind to others when she simply had no patience to deal with them, she wasn't interested in making others feel welcome and accepted. She was quite self-centered, really, but it only bothered others and since Adhra put her own needs before others she had decided how they felt about her was not of concern to her.

There was an exception to this rule though, and that would be if the lion was so damn irritating he had to mimic her. She didn't care if he thought she'd been rude, she just didn't want to be mimicked. She rolled her eyes and sneered at him, digging her claws lightly into the earth to keep from sticking them into him for being such an annoying lion. Something about him though made her not attack him for his comment but rather keep the words to herself - which was rare. He didn't seem to be the typical, polite stranger, but mysterious and cheeky. Good. She was bored to death of hanging around lions who were so kind towards her. Perhaps Adhra's outbursts could be related towards her lack of a motherly and fatherly figure, they all gossiped amongst themselves. They took her crap and said nothing about it and frankly she was sick of it. "So what if I am some 'stuffy pride lioness'? You generalising that all lionesses from a pride are stuffy?" She asked, but venom did not lace her tone, more a playful manner. He was her age after all and she only had Akili to joke around with normally.

As many lions would come to discover, their charm which sent any other lioness weak at the knee's rarely had an effect on the mad lioness. His tone as well as his smile were charming, and though she acknowledged this fact she was not affected too much by him. Sure, he was attractive but Adhra didn't work like the others did. It was as if she saw the world differently to everyone else. She didn't realise that she had met someone similar to her. "My name's Adhra. What're you doing in the desert? What sane lion wanders into a desert when they're lost?" She was curious as to why the lion was here. She noted that he tilted his head so that the moon was reflected in his violet orbs. She snorted with laughter, for any other lioness would've been enchanted but as aforementioned, Adhra was strange. "Don't even try it, Jabari. You'll fined i'm not like other lionesses, i'm not wooed by a tilt of the head, though your eyes are quite interesting. I've seen purple eyes before, but yours are more vibrant. Regardless, once you get to know me you'll be running in the other direction instead." She grinned at him.

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PostSubject: Re: Warm Nights   Mon Nov 19, 2012 3:02 am

Jabari struggled to keep his greedy eyes off of the lanky form of the lioness before him. When it came down to it, though their homelands were exact opposites in nature, it seemed Adhra and Jabari were not. Both had grown up without the steady, stable influence of a mother's love. Neither was concerned for the well-being of others, only themselves. Jabari knew how the world worked. From time to time, one may get lucky and find good things in their lives. But usually, there was someone or something waiting to deprive. Jabari had lost everything that he had cared about, whether through tragedy or through his own actions. He existed for the present moment, and he found this one to be far better than most he had experienced while wandering aimlessly. It was impossible to be lost since he had no home and no destination.

He could see immediately that the desert lioness didn't care for his teasing, but what fun would it be if she did? He was observant enough to see her flexing her claws into the wet mud, and he wondered to himself how much pleasure she would have gotten from hurting him instead. Thankfully she didn't try anything - Jabari didn't want to hurt a girl, especially an attractive one who didn't already know him. Despite her annoyance, the questions Adhra asked seemed playful, and Jabari took note of her tone with only mild interest. He paused to consider her inquiries for a moment. Finally, he flashed a toothy grin and responded with an innocent look, "I sure do. I just thought maybe you were better than that." A dark eyebrow arched questioningly, waiting for her to correct him. Truth be told, Jabari had little to no experience when it came to lionesses, especially ones that belonged to a pride - unless being chased off by an angry mob of them counted.

"Who said anything about sanity?" This was the most conversation that Jabari had tolerated in some time, and indeed he found that he was amused by Adhra. The longer she allowed him to stay, the more comfortable he felt remaining there. The threat of an angry pride seemed to loom further away in the distance since Adhra failed to mention them. She did, however, take notice of his eyes, and even if the young lioness claimed they had no affect on her, the simple fact that she would remember their unusual color was enough for Jabari and his ego. His cheeky smile only got cheekier when Adhra suggested he would run away if he got to know her. "Oh, I highly doubt that, Adhra." He tested her name on his tongue and found that he enjoyed it immensely, eyes fixated on the barely younger lioness now. "I have nowhere else to be and if you're not chasing, I'm not running. I came here because it's nothing like what I've left behind. And I like it." The look in his eye suggested the climate wasn't the only thing he was enjoying in the desert, but he kept his flirtatiousness under control until he knew more about the lovely Desertlander.

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PostSubject: Re: Warm Nights   Fri Nov 30, 2012 4:55 am

Though Adhra had none to find even remotely attractive in her Pride unless she wanted to fall pray to incest, and even then she didn't find her brother to be dashingly handsome. She felt sick to the stomach just thinking about thinking about her brother in that way. Ridiculous! She wondered how some lions could do that with their own flesh and blood, how silly of them. It was a new experience to be attracted to a lion, and the dark coated one before her was definitely an attractive lion, though she would not care to admit it out loud and could barely admit it to herself. She wasn't sure how to deal with this, so she decided to just ignore it and treat her with the playfulness that she did her brother. Would that be appropriate in this situation, she wondered? But then realised that she really didn't care either way.

Despite the differences from where they both came from, the two were more similar than either had realised at that moment. Neither knew what it was like to be loved by parents, and though Jabari had the chance his parents had not given him what he needed. His mother had not fought for him, and he had an outright dislike towards his father - same as Adhra, though not exactly. Her mother had not attempted to seal a relationship with her, had abandoned her from the moment she'd opened her eyes. Adhra would never know that it was the sparkling green that caused her mother to despise her, nor would she know that it was Akili's appearance that caused her to despise him. And her father? She had built up a dislike for him over the years, assuming the worst and believing he had abandoned her mother and caused her to become so distant. She grinned slightly at him and chuckled softly at his response. "You don't even know me, so you have no clue whether I am or aren't," she pointed out, a smirk on her muzzle as she sent him a challenging gaze, daring him to call her a stuffy Pride lioness, because though she was a Pride lioness, she was certainly nothing like the norm.

Adhra chuckled, amused by the antics of this young lion and the way he seemed to tolerate her rudeness. Most lions were accustomed to being treated with formality and perhaps stern coldness from lionesses, but her? She was something else entirely and the older members of her Pride were not sure how to deal with her outright dislike for basically everyone who dared to cross her and her playful rudeness. She never treated her elders with respect - save for Quanna, who basically raised herself and Akili as much as she could - and seemed to have taken a liking to do what she could to irritate them. It was the most fun she got hanging around this Pride with nothing to do and no where better to be, but she wanted to be free. The outside world was full of promise and she wanted to see it all. "If you're looking for sanity you won't find it here, just a head's up. Though maybe in the Pride you will," that was her first mention of the Pride and she regarded him carefully, ready to gauge his reaction and see just what his intention here was. "Bah, why would I bother chasing? You don't pose any threat to me, so you might as well stay for the moment. Where are you from?"

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PostSubject: Re: Warm Nights   Sat Dec 01, 2012 7:58 pm

As Jabari continued to stare unabashedly, it was becoming clear that whoever this lioness was, she was definitely unlike all the others. With every passing minute that the lioness did not run off, Jabari was feeling more and more confident. Though he had no success thus far with the opposite gender and very little experience either, but perhaps his luck would change in the desert. He didn’t seem to mind Adhra’s attitude and barely noticed her rude comments, since good manners had never been a topic for a lesson with Shinikizo before his untimely demise. It didn’t matter to Jabari who Adhra’s parents were or her circumstances – no, all that mattered was that this lioness was giving him the time of day.

Yes, he did truly believe that pride lionesses were all stuffy, so when Adhra did not bother to correct his assertion, Jabari felt all the more satisfied that he had found someone who he could respect – finally! Adhra only grinned a little and chuckled lightly, and Jabari could feel his smile growing beyond his control. ”You’re right, I don’t,” he responded calmly, a broad smile still planted on his muzzle as he met her challenging gaze, unfazed. ”But I would like to.” He said nothing further about her pride, because his suspicions were nearly confirmed: she wasn’t like the others. At least, this was what Jabari was betting on now… That, and his dark pelt and alluring amethyst eyes. He didn’t bother to bat his eyes flirtatiously now. The next move would be Adhra’s.

”Sanity isn’t what I’m looking for,” he commented casually, his interest piqued more than he could describe as his violet eyes remained fixed on the barely younger lioness. Jabari only grinned wide when Adhra wondered aloud why she should chase him. Perhaps her mother had never taught her of the dangers of unknown males? Either way, Jabari was not going to spoil all the fun or any chance of getting closer still to the desert cat. When she asked where he was from, a wide, rather noisy yawn parted his jaws, as if the very thought of his home would likely put him to sleep it he thought of it. ”I grew up in the mountains, a long distance from here, in a place called the Coldlands. The pride there is probably insane, since they chose to live in such an awful place.”

Remembering the snow that littered the ground in the territory caused Jabari to shudder slightly, but this negative reaction was soon replaced with an expression that practically screamed annoyance. Clearly he was not a fan of the home he had left behind, and he did not intend to return there now. There was no telling when his opinion of his father’s kingdom had soured, or if he had ever liked the Coldlands in the first place.

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PostSubject: Re: Warm Nights   Fri Dec 07, 2012 11:33 pm

Adhra found that under his un-ashamed gaze was sending a strange feeling through her. She didn't know what it was, was he wielding some sort of magic over her body? She felt as if she were lighter under his gaze and a strange sense of power came over her. As if she had power over him, but that was ridiculous. She snorted at her own thoughts and dipped her head to take another drink. When she lifted her gaze to him whilst she drank she noticed he was still watching her like that and it was a curious gaze. She lifted her head once more and moved her eyes to the night sky, admiring the glow of the moon. She liked the night sky better than the day one, for it was so bright and boring. The night felt secretive and exciting to Adhra. Perhaps she should sneak off at night, perhaps she should sneak off tonight. She tilted her head at him curiously, still trying to understand his gaze.

Ha, her a stuffy Pride lioness? Adhra wanted to laugh jovially at the thought - it was ludicrous! As if she could ever be considered stuffy or anything like a normal Pride lioness. She didn't even care that much about her own Pride, she only cared about Akili and even her care for him was becoming fleeting. It would've upset younger Adhra to know that she didn't hold Akili as close to her heart as she used to as she grew older, but this Adhra was not bothered by it. Akili could become 'King' of the Desertlanders as he'd mused when he was younger, so long as none threatened her brother's safety she was not bothered about his whereabouts. Her eyes did not widen a fraction as realisation hit her and a smirk curled her muzzle instead. She did not look shocked by his statement and she found herself chuckling again. "You might regret that later, but you don't seem like those in my Pride," she mused thoughtfully, suddenly standing and circling him as she studied every inch of him. His coat shone softly under the gaze of the moon and she decided he was pleasant on the eyes but the darkness of the russet coat that was his also added mystery. He could almost blend into the darkness if it wasn't for those bright, purple eyes. "Perhaps you're as mad as I." She looked delighted at her own suggestion.

Adhra's suggestion was only further proven by the one that followed and she sat herself in front of him, finished with studying him carefully. "Good." She responded, a slight purr in her tone at meeting someone who didn't seem to be as annoying and 'stuffy' as he put it. The rest of her Pride - save Akili - was like that, but even her dearest brother wasn't as mad as her. In fact, he was hardly mad at all, but he wasn't normal. It was so dull having conversations that Adhra tended to avoid them but she was enjoying this one. Jabari was interesting, a specimen to study and she found herself fascinated by him. "The mountains? Quanna always told me that mountains were cold and there was... snow..." Her brow furrowed as she tried to picture the fluffy, white stuff that Quanna had explained. She had rarely ventured past the Desertlanders borders and everything was just dry grass a little past the borders.

She grinned slightly. "They'd get along with my Pride then, they're insane to want to live here. It's so hot and dry, there's barely any food and even this water here now is rarely actually present. It is just chance that it is here right now. Perhaps you've brought your cold weather with you," she cast a glance upwards at the perfectly clear night sky and laughed softly. "Most likely not though, it would seem."

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PostSubject: Re: Warm Nights   Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:12 pm

He allowed the lioness to circle him, scrutinizing him closely with her deep, secretive green eyes, and his chest puffed out with youthful arrogance. If she looked this closely, Jabari knew that she didn’t feel threatened by him. He was also beginning to suspect that in this lioness, perhaps he had finally found a kindred spirit. Such a notion would have been laughable, downright impossible in Jabari’s mind only an hour before, but now he could feel something stirring in him that he had never known before: a vague sense of hope, accompanied by a much stronger sense of desire. His tail flicked when Adhra suggested that just maybe, Jabari was suffering from a touch of lunacy himself. It wasn’t the first time a lion had suspected Jabari of insanity, and likely wouldn’t be the last, but he seemed amused rather than offended. ”Or maybe they are the mad ones, but blame the likes of you and me instead for using our own brains. Those pride lions can’t stand anyone who thinks differently than they do. But who is to say they’re right and we’re wrong?”

As Adhra came to sit before the young lion again, Jabari’s mind was beginning to get away with him, and for a moment he was completely distracted by the new thoughts creeping into his ailing mind. How far he had traveled to get to this place, Jabari could never begin to guess, but the lioness he had found had already proven herself worth the long journey. And how strange it was to find someone who seemed so like him, but had grown up in an environment that was the exact opposite of the Coldlands. He seemed to be pulled from his wandering thoughts when Adhra mentioned snow, and violet eyes narrowed at the memory of the hated stuff. ”Well, Quanna was right about snow. But the pride that lives there must be crazy if they’re happy with it. How can anyone be satisfied with simply staying put?”

The idea that the rest of the Desertlanders would find the pair conversing there had been pushed to the furthest recesses of Jabari’s mind, and his confidence was giving way to brazenness. He had heard the faint rumbling of a purr in Adhra’s throat, and now his never-ending restlessness was beginning to stir again inside of the lion. He stepped closer to the smaller lioness, following her gaze upwards to the cloudless, star littered sky above. ”I can’t control the weather,” he said quietly after a few silent minutes, thoughtfulness creeping into his tone. ”But I can control where I go. No pride lion or lioness can claim that. I can travel, I can see for myself that the pride lifestyle is pathetic – not to mention dull.” His eyes dropped back down to Adhra to see if his words had any effect. She wanted to leave, Jabari was certain of it. All she needed was a push in the right direction, and Jabari was happy to be the one to set her free from the desert that was her home.


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