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She grinned at the two of them. “Well, I got to meet a merekat and a warthog! I’ve never done that before, so it’s very exciting!”
“I’m happy to hear that! And we’ve got to meet a really nice lady too!” Pumbaa said.
“I must agree.” Timon added.” But why your hair, you know, i’s really silk and that, but it seems like it’s been cut with a knife!”
Rapunzel fingered the short wisps of her brown hair, a little self consciously. “With a piece of glass, actually,” she said a little distantly, a slight smile on her lips.
“Oh, I see, long story behind it, right?” Timon said, looking at the dreamy Rapunzel.
“But why, glass?” Pumbaa asked, really confused.”Some kind of new fashion trend?”
She laughed softly. “No, not at all (though I have seen a few women in town with surprisingly similar haircuts since I returned with it). It was more like… the only way it could be done. It was a life or death situation.”
It always felt weird, talking about a haircut as a life or death situation, but it was the truth.
“Life or death? How come?” Pumbaa asked, still confused. I mean, it never really hurted cutting your hair, right?” He cutted his hair sometimes, it didn’t even tickle.
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“Thank you very much, Rapunzel!” He was delighted with the compliments.
Timon had his arms crossed, and when Rapunzel glanced to him, he sighted, but accepted it, opening his arms wide. “Ok, go ahead.” He let a little smile on his face.
Rapunzel’s pixie face broke into a delighted grin. She pet Timon’s slender body with three fingertips due to his size. “Oh, you’re so soft! I want to just rub my face on you!”
“Oh, weel, thanks!” Timon said to Rapunzel.
“But how’s been your day, Rapunzel?” Pumbaa asked.
She grinned at the two of them. “Well, I got to meet a merekat and a warthog! I’ve never done that before, so it’s very exciting!”
“I’m happy to hear that! And we’ve got to meet a really nice lady too!” Pumbaa said.
“I must agree.” Timon added.” But why your hair, you know, i’s really silk and that, but it seems like it’s been cut with a knife!”
Rapunzel fingered the short wisps of her brown hair, a little self consciously. “With a piece of glass, actually,” she said a little distantly, a slight smile on her lips.
“Oh, I see, long story behind it, right?” Timon said, looking at the dreamy Rapunzel.
“But why, glass?” Pumbaa asked, really confused.”Some kind of new fashion trend?”
The chimera wants food.
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theishvalenchimera replied to your post: The chimera sniffed the warthog, and her ears went to her head as her stomach growled (Can we rp? ^_^)
she whimpered faintly, then lowered her head, her stomach growling again
Timon heard the animal’s growling stomach, and realized what’s happening.”Pumbaa, she, or he, I don’t know… It’s hungry!”
Pumbaa looked back, and heard it too. “Oh, my… What do we do?” He asked Timon.
“I don’t know, it looks pretty…carnivorous.” Timon answered. “But we can try giving it some bugs, right?” He added, lifting a trunk that was near, gatting a green bug from it and holding in the chimera’s nose.
she looked at him, then sniffed it, and carefully took it from him, she chewed it gave a look that looked like she ate something sour, then she swallowed it, licking her jaws, “eh… not bad” she said softly, “but… do you have any… meat?” she lowered herself to look it timon in the eyes
“No meat!” Timon answeared roughly to the chimera, giving it a light punch in it’s nose. But then he realized it talked to him! “Did you just… talk?” He asked, surprised.
“It talked!” Pumbaa said, surprised too.
she lifted her head, and set a paw on her nose, “owie… That hurt…” she whimpered, she then looked at them, “yes… i talk… and im a female…” she sent a weak glare at the warthog
“Sorry there…” He smiled shamefully. “But what’s your name then, lady?” Pumbaa asked.
“She want to eat us, why being friendly?” Timon asked Pumbaa.
“I don’t want to eat you… And my name is Zetara…” she said softly, she scratched behind one ear with her foot, then looked at them, “I wouldn’t want to eat someone who offered me food… the bug wasn’t very filling, but it was okay” she tilted her head
“Hello, Zetara! I’m Pumbaa, and this one here is Timon!” He introduced themselves. “Forgive him, he woke up at the wrong side today.”
“Yeah, yeah, sorry Zetara.” Timon apologised too.
“Well, we can take you to Simba if you’re still hungry!” Pumbaa suggested to her.
“Well, I think it’s a good idea…” Timon agreed. “But tell me, what kind of…” Timon was struggling to find a right word.”…animal, are you?” He asked.
she tilted her head, then thought for a moment, “i’m what people call a wolf chimera” she said after a short time
“Chimera, huh…” Timon thought. “Never heard.” He concluded.
“Well, our friend Simba may have some food if you want, Zetara! Come with us!” Pumbaa added.
she stood, and nodded, her tail wagging
They headed to the Pride Rock, and found the Pride having lunch. Simba had already finished, and as he saw Timon and Pumbaa coming, he greeted them.
“Hello fellas! What’s up?” Simba had a smile, but it faded to a serious expression as he saw Zetara. “Who’s her?” He asked.
her ears went back to her head as she hid behind pumbaa,
“See, Simba, this is Zetara. She’s kind lost, and is really starving. We tought you could maybe help her?” Timon explained, not knowing if she was really lost or not.
Simba looked to Zatara, as Pumbaa came off the way.
she slowly padded up to him, then sat, sniffed him slightly, then buried her face in his mane, “warm~” she said softly
Simba jumped back, surprised by the chimera’s move, and pushing her away.”What are you thinking, I’m married!”
she landed on her behind, and whimpered softly, “you were warm…” she whimpered softly
(ooo simba, you gone and hurt her feelings)
I’m sorry, but I have a wife, and she’ll be very angry if you come closer. Trust me, you won’t like having a fight with her.” He said, looking back to Nala. “But you’re welcome to eat with us if you want. He said, lifting his pawn to the food.
she looked up, then stood, and walked over to the food, she sniffed it, then got settled on a leg, her tail wagging as she ate the warm meat
Simba couldn’t believe wat he saw. She had some kind of snake tail… He looked to the meerkat and wathog, that only shrugged.
“She said she’s a chimera, but she really seems like a lioness…” Timon tried to explain it.
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“Thank you very much, Rapunzel!” He was delighted with the compliments.
Timon had his arms crossed, and when Rapunzel glanced to him, he sighted, but accepted it, opening his arms wide. “Ok, go ahead.” He let a little smile on his face.
Rapunzel’s pixie face broke into a delighted grin. She pet Timon’s slender body with three fingertips due to his size. “Oh, you’re so soft! I want to just rub my face on you!”
“Oh, weel, thanks!” Timon said to Rapunzel.
“But how’s been your day, Rapunzel?” Pumbaa asked.
She grinned at the two of them. “Well, I got to meet a merekat and a warthog! I’ve never done that before, so it’s very exciting!”
“I’m happy to hear that! And we’ve got to meet a really nice lady too!” Pumbaa said.
“I must agree.” Timon added.” But why your hair, you know, i’s really silk and that, but it seems like it’s been cut with a knife!”
The chimera wants food.
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theishvalenchimera replied to your post: The chimera sniffed the warthog, and her ears went to her head as her stomach growled (Can we rp? ^_^)
she whimpered faintly, then lowered her head, her stomach growling again
Timon heard the animal’s growling stomach, and realized what’s happening.”Pumbaa, she, or he, I don’t know… It’s hungry!”
Pumbaa looked back, and heard it too. “Oh, my… What do we do?” He asked Timon.
“I don’t know, it looks pretty…carnivorous.” Timon answered. “But we can try giving it some bugs, right?” He added, lifting a trunk that was near, gatting a green bug from it and holding in the chimera’s nose.
she looked at him, then sniffed it, and carefully took it from him, she chewed it gave a look that looked like she ate something sour, then she swallowed it, licking her jaws, “eh… not bad” she said softly, “but… do you have any… meat?” she lowered herself to look it timon in the eyes
“No meat!” Timon answeared roughly to the chimera, giving it a light punch in it’s nose. But then he realized it talked to him! “Did you just… talk?” He asked, surprised.
“It talked!” Pumbaa said, surprised too.
she lifted her head, and set a paw on her nose, “owie… That hurt…” she whimpered, she then looked at them, “yes… i talk… and im a female…” she sent a weak glare at the warthog
“Sorry there…” He smiled shamefully. “But what’s your name then, lady?” Pumbaa asked.
“She want to eat us, why being friendly?” Timon asked Pumbaa.
“I don’t want to eat you… And my name is Zetara…” she said softly, she scratched behind one ear with her foot, then looked at them, “I wouldn’t want to eat someone who offered me food… the bug wasn’t very filling, but it was okay” she tilted her head
“Hello, Zetara! I’m Pumbaa, and this one here is Timon!” He introduced themselves. “Forgive him, he woke up at the wrong side today.”
“Yeah, yeah, sorry Zetara.” Timon apologised too.
“Well, we can take you to Simba if you’re still hungry!” Pumbaa suggested to her.
“Well, I think it’s a good idea…” Timon agreed. “But tell me, what kind of…” Timon was struggling to find a right word.”…animal, are you?” He asked.
she tilted her head, then thought for a moment, “i’m what people call a wolf chimera” she said after a short time
“Chimera, huh…” Timon thought. “Never heard.” He concluded.
“Well, our friend Simba may have some food if you want, Zetara! Come with us!” Pumbaa added.
she stood, and nodded, her tail wagging
They headed to the Pride Rock, and found the Pride having lunch. Simba had already finished, and as he saw Timon and Pumbaa coming, he greeted them.
“Hello fellas! What’s up?” Simba had a smile, but it faded to a serious expression as he saw Zetara. “Who’s her?” He asked.
her ears went back to her head as she hid behind pumbaa,
“See, Simba, this is Zetara. She’s kind lost, and is really starving. We tought you could maybe help her?” Timon explained, not knowing if she was really lost or not.
Simba looked to Zatara, as Pumbaa came off the way.
she slowly padded up to him, then sat, sniffed him slightly, then buried her face in his mane, “warm~” she said softly
Simba jumped back, surprised by the chimera’s move, and pushing her away.”What are you thinking, I’m married!”
she landed on her behind, and whimpered softly, “you were warm…” she whimpered softly
(ooo simba, you gone and hurt her feelings)
I’m sorry, but I have a wife, and she’ll be very angry if you come closer. Trust me, you won’t like having a fight with her.” He said, looking back to Nala. “But you’re welcome to eat with us if you want. He said, lifting his pawn to the food.
The chimera wants food.
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theishvalenchimera replied to your post: The chimera sniffed the warthog, and her ears went to her head as her stomach growled (Can we rp? ^_^)
she whimpered faintly, then lowered her head, her stomach growling again
Timon heard the animal’s growling stomach, and realized what’s happening.”Pumbaa, she, or he, I don’t know… It’s hungry!”
Pumbaa looked back, and heard it too. “Oh, my… What do we do?” He asked Timon.
“I don’t know, it looks pretty…carnivorous.” Timon answered. “But we can try giving it some bugs, right?” He added, lifting a trunk that was near, gatting a green bug from it and holding in the chimera’s nose.
she looked at him, then sniffed it, and carefully took it from him, she chewed it gave a look that looked like she ate something sour, then she swallowed it, licking her jaws, “eh… not bad” she said softly, “but… do you have any… meat?” she lowered herself to look it timon in the eyes
“No meat!” Timon answeared roughly to the chimera, giving it a light punch in it’s nose. But then he realized it talked to him! “Did you just… talk?” He asked, surprised.
“It talked!” Pumbaa said, surprised too.
she lifted her head, and set a paw on her nose, “owie… That hurt…” she whimpered, she then looked at them, “yes… i talk… and im a female…” she sent a weak glare at the warthog
“Sorry there…” He smiled shamefully. “But what’s your name then, lady?” Pumbaa asked.
“She want to eat us, why being friendly?” Timon asked Pumbaa.
“I don’t want to eat you… And my name is Zetara…” she said softly, she scratched behind one ear with her foot, then looked at them, “I wouldn’t want to eat someone who offered me food… the bug wasn’t very filling, but it was okay” she tilted her head
“Hello, Zetara! I’m Pumbaa, and this one here is Timon!” He introduced themselves. “Forgive him, he woke up at the wrong side today.”
“Yeah, yeah, sorry Zetara.” Timon apologised too.
“Well, we can take you to Simba if you’re still hungry!” Pumbaa suggested to her.
“Well, I think it’s a good idea…” Timon agreed. “But tell me, what kind of…” Timon was struggling to find a right word.”…animal, are you?” He asked.
she tilted her head, then thought for a moment, “i’m what people call a wolf chimera” she said after a short time
“Chimera, huh…” Timon thought. “Never heard.” He concluded.
“Well, our friend Simba may have some food if you want, Zetara! Come with us!” Pumbaa added.
she stood, and nodded, her tail wagging
They headed to the Pride Rock, and found the Pride having lunch. Simba had already finished, and as he saw Timon and Pumbaa coming, he greeted them.
“Hello fellas! What’s up?” Simba had a smile, but it faded to a serious expression as he saw Zetara. “Who’s her?” He asked.
her ears went back to her head as she hid behind pumbaa,
“See, Simba, this is Zetara. She’s kind lost, and is really starving. We tought you could maybe help her?” Timon explained, not knowing if she was really lost or not.
Simba looked to Zatara, as Pumbaa came off the way.
she slowly padded up to him, then sat, sniffed him slightly, then buried her face in his mane, “warm~” she said softly
Simba jumped back, surprised by the chimera’s move, and pushing her away.”What are you thinking, I’m married!”
The chimera wants food.
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theishvalenchimera replied to your post: The chimera sniffed the warthog, and her ears went to her head as her stomach growled (Can we rp? ^_^)
she whimpered faintly, then lowered her head, her stomach growling again
Timon heard the animal’s growling stomach, and realized what’s happening.”Pumbaa, she, or he, I don’t know… It’s hungry!”
Pumbaa looked back, and heard it too. “Oh, my… What do we do?” He asked Timon.
“I don’t know, it looks pretty…carnivorous.” Timon answered. “But we can try giving it some bugs, right?” He added, lifting a trunk that was near, gatting a green bug from it and holding in the chimera’s nose.
she looked at him, then sniffed it, and carefully took it from him, she chewed it gave a look that looked like she ate something sour, then she swallowed it, licking her jaws, “eh… not bad” she said softly, “but… do you have any… meat?” she lowered herself to look it timon in the eyes
“No meat!” Timon answeared roughly to the chimera, giving it a light punch in it’s nose. But then he realized it talked to him! “Did you just… talk?” He asked, surprised.
“It talked!” Pumbaa said, surprised too.
she lifted her head, and set a paw on her nose, “owie… That hurt…” she whimpered, she then looked at them, “yes… i talk… and im a female…” she sent a weak glare at the warthog
“Sorry there…” He smiled shamefully. “But what’s your name then, lady?” Pumbaa asked.
“She want to eat us, why being friendly?” Timon asked Pumbaa.
“I don’t want to eat you… And my name is Zetara…” she said softly, she scratched behind one ear with her foot, then looked at them, “I wouldn’t want to eat someone who offered me food… the bug wasn’t very filling, but it was okay” she tilted her head
“Hello, Zetara! I’m Pumbaa, and this one here is Timon!” He introduced themselves. “Forgive him, he woke up at the wrong side today.”
“Yeah, yeah, sorry Zetara.” Timon apologised too.
“Well, we can take you to Simba if you’re still hungry!” Pumbaa suggested to her.
“Well, I think it’s a good idea…” Timon agreed. “But tell me, what kind of…” Timon was struggling to find a right word.”…animal, are you?” He asked.
she tilted her head, then thought for a moment, “i’m what people call a wolf chimera” she said after a short time
“Chimera, huh…” Timon thought. “Never heard.” He concluded.
“Well, our friend Simba may have some food if you want, Zetara! Come with us!” Pumbaa added.
she stood, and nodded, her tail wagging
They headed to the Pride Rock, and found the Pride having lunch. Simba had already finished, and as he saw Timon and Pumbaa coming, he greeted them.
“Hello fellas! What’s up?” Simba had a smile, but it faded to a serious expression as he saw Zetara. “Who’s her?” He asked.
her ears went back to her head as she hid behind pumbaa,
“See, Simba, this is Zetara. She’s kind lost, and is really starving. We tought you could maybe help her?” Timon explained, not knowing if she was really lost or not.
Simba looked to Zatara, as Pumbaa came off the way.
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“You look kind of like a weasel,” she said, moving her face close. “May I pet you?” She turned to Pumbaa. “And you, too! I’ve never touched a wild pig before!”
“We’re not pets to be-…” Timon answered, but was interrupted by Pumbaa. The wathog looked to him with a “be nice!” expression. “Timon just snorted.
“Of couse you can, Rapunzel! No problem at all!” Pumbaa answeared properly.
With an excited grin, Rapunzel touched Pumbaa first. “Oh! Your skin’s so tough and leathery!” It wasn’t meant as an insult, but a delighted observation. “And your hair’s so bristly!” She worked her fingers down his back and patted his sides and scratched behind his ears.
Then she turned to Timon and held out her hand, letting him make the choice if he was going to be pet or not.
“Thank you very much, Rapunzel!” He was delighted with the compliments.
Timon had his arms crossed, and when Rapunzel glanced to him, he sighted, but accepted it, opening his arms wide. “Ok, go ahead.” He let a little smile on his face.
Rapunzel’s pixie face broke into a delighted grin. She pet Timon’s slender body with three fingertips due to his size. “Oh, you’re so soft! I want to just rub my face on you!”
“Oh, weel, thanks!” Timon said to Rapunzel.
“But how’s been your day, Rapunzel?” Pumbaa asked.
The chimera wants food.
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theishvalenchimera replied to your post: The chimera sniffed the warthog, and her ears went to her head as her stomach growled (Can we rp? ^_^)
she whimpered faintly, then lowered her head, her stomach growling again
Timon heard the animal’s growling stomach, and realized what’s happening.”Pumbaa, she, or he, I don’t know… It’s hungry!”
Pumbaa looked back, and heard it too. “Oh, my… What do we do?” He asked Timon.
“I don’t know, it looks pretty…carnivorous.” Timon answered. “But we can try giving it some bugs, right?” He added, lifting a trunk that was near, gatting a green bug from it and holding in the chimera’s nose.
she looked at him, then sniffed it, and carefully took it from him, she chewed it gave a look that looked like she ate something sour, then she swallowed it, licking her jaws, “eh… not bad” she said softly, “but… do you have any… meat?” she lowered herself to look it timon in the eyes
“No meat!” Timon answeared roughly to the chimera, giving it a light punch in it’s nose. But then he realized it talked to him! “Did you just… talk?” He asked, surprised.
“It talked!” Pumbaa said, surprised too.
she lifted her head, and set a paw on her nose, “owie… That hurt…” she whimpered, she then looked at them, “yes… i talk… and im a female…” she sent a weak glare at the warthog
“Sorry there…” He smiled shamefully. “But what’s your name then, lady?” Pumbaa asked.
“She want to eat us, why being friendly?” Timon asked Pumbaa.
“I don’t want to eat you… And my name is Zetara…” she said softly, she scratched behind one ear with her foot, then looked at them, “I wouldn’t want to eat someone who offered me food… the bug wasn’t very filling, but it was okay” she tilted her head
“Hello, Zetara! I’m Pumbaa, and this one here is Timon!” He introduced themselves. “Forgive him, he woke up at the wrong side today.”
“Yeah, yeah, sorry Zetara.” Timon apologised too.
“Well, we can take you to Simba if you’re still hungry!” Pumbaa suggested to her.
“Well, I think it’s a good idea…” Timon agreed. “But tell me, what kind of…” Timon was struggling to find a right word.”…animal, are you?” He asked.
she tilted her head, then thought for a moment, “i’m what people call a wolf chimera” she said after a short time
“Chimera, huh…” Timon thought. “Never heard.” He concluded.
“Well, our friend Simba may have some food if you want, Zetara! Come with us!” Pumbaa added.
she stood, and nodded, her tail wagging
They headed to the Pride Rock, and found the Pride having lunch. Simba had already finished, and as he saw Timon and Pumbaa coming, he greeted them.
“Hello fellas! What’s up?” Simba had a smile, but it faded to a serious expression as he saw Zetara. “Who’s her?” He asked.
The chimera wants food.
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theishvalenchimera replied to your post: The chimera sniffed the warthog, and her ears went to her head as her stomach growled (Can we rp? ^_^)
she whimpered faintly, then lowered her head, her stomach growling again
Timon heard the animal’s growling stomach, and realized what’s happening.”Pumbaa, she, or he, I don’t know… It’s hungry!”
Pumbaa looked back, and heard it too. “Oh, my… What do we do?” He asked Timon.
“I don’t know, it looks pretty…carnivorous.” Timon answered. “But we can try giving it some bugs, right?” He added, lifting a trunk that was near, gatting a green bug from it and holding in the chimera’s nose.
she looked at him, then sniffed it, and carefully took it from him, she chewed it gave a look that looked like she ate something sour, then she swallowed it, licking her jaws, “eh… not bad” she said softly, “but… do you have any… meat?” she lowered herself to look it timon in the eyes
“No meat!” Timon answeared roughly to the chimera, giving it a light punch in it’s nose. But then he realized it talked to him! “Did you just… talk?” He asked, surprised.
“It talked!” Pumbaa said, surprised too.
she lifted her head, and set a paw on her nose, “owie… That hurt…” she whimpered, she then looked at them, “yes… i talk… and im a female…” she sent a weak glare at the warthog
“Sorry there…” He smiled shamefully. “But what’s your name then, lady?” Pumbaa asked.
“She want to eat us, why being friendly?” Timon asked Pumbaa.
“I don’t want to eat you… And my name is Zetara…” she said softly, she scratched behind one ear with her foot, then looked at them, “I wouldn’t want to eat someone who offered me food… the bug wasn’t very filling, but it was okay” she tilted her head
“Hello, Zetara! I’m Pumbaa, and this one here is Timon!” He introduced themselves. “Forgive him, he woke up at the wrong side today.”
“Yeah, yeah, sorry Zetara.” Timon apologised too.
“Well, we can take you to Simba if you’re still hungry!” Pumbaa suggested to her.
“Well, I think it’s a good idea…” Timon agreed. “But tell me, what kind of…” Timon was struggling to find a right word.”…animal, are you?” He asked.
she tilted her head, then thought for a moment, “i’m what people call a wolf chimera” she said after a short time
“Chimera, huh…” Timon thought. “Never heard.” He concluded.
“Well, our friend Simba may have some food if you want, Zetara! Come with us!” Pumbaa added.
