[JRP] A colorful meeting. [Animo & Sanifu'zumi]

[Ritikine]

Animo let out a happy sigh, blinking lazily up at the sky. A small yawn escaped his maw before he turned his attention to a small pool of water in front of him. Carefully he dipped his paws in it, rubbing them across the mosses set in the water to wipe off the various dyes staining his toes. From early morning he had been working on creating a new dye, however everything he seemed to make just didn’t smell right to him. They were all to bland, or bitter, nothing like he wanted. Not failures in their own right, he would remember their combinations for when he needed a bitter or bland dye, but he was looking for something sweeter, and light. However thus far the combination was eluding him.

A break was in order. Animo didn’t want to get too caught up in his work, lest he lose the whole day in the process. Once is paws had been sufficiently cleaned he removed them from the water and set off to find something else to do. Perhaps he could find some entrainment too keep his mind for a time, maybe inspiration would come from it as well. Certainly was worth a try!  

[Grumpy Paw]

It had been awhile since she had seen her mate. He had been a 'player' before meeting her; and undoubtedly had gone back to his career leaving her behind. At least he had the curtiousy to wait till the cubs had grown to adult-hood. She could give him that much. But other then that- she couldn't do more then snarl at every passer-by.

She really HAD loved the sap, and had promised to give up her own need for power for him. She wanted to settle down and just be happy, she guessed that wasn't in the cards for her now was it. LOVE SUCKED. And the next lion to cross her path was going to get the verbal hurt of his life.

"OUT OF MY WAY PEASANT." She lothefully shoved the bright lion out of her way.  

[Ritikine]

The shove had caught the older lion off guard and he stumbled slightly to the side, somewhat from surprise but mostly to try and avoid the angry lioness. Animo looked back curiously at the female, assuming by her manner of speech that she was at least of the upper caste, if not actual royalty. “There is no need to take out your anger on others.” He spoke in a somewhat stern voice. His intent was certainly not to bring further ire upon himself, but he was not about to hold his tongue simply because she may be of a higher class. He expected more of those with power than this, though perhaps he was just an optimist that way.  

[Grumpy Paw]

She turned her head back sharply at his words, and in a halt she spun on her heals. She normally wasn't this harsh- especially to newcommers, but lord knows she had become this way since her heart was broken. Her eyes glared into his like daggers and her voice flickered with a snaked-like hiss.

"WHAT did you say?" She raised one edge of her lip revealing her sharp white fangs. "Would you CARE to repeat that to my face?"

Her tail gave a dangerous twitch from side to side as she snarled threw her angry breathing.  

[Ritikine]

Unfortunately it seemed that ire was what he was to receive for his words, and Animo watched her with cautiously. “I said that there was no need to take out your anger on those who have done naught but be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Perhaps if you are so upset it would be better to confront the reason for it rather than attack those simply passing by.” Though he was wary of her, anger could make even the calmest of souls unpredictable, he kept his voice calm. He was not so much worried of getting himself hurt as much as worried someone else may.  

[Grumpy Paw]

She sneered at him. "Of course you've done something." She rubbed her shoulder. "You were in my way and bruised my shoulder!" She came up with the first irrational excuse possible. Not that she believed one bit of her own words, she wasn't stupid; but if confronted about it later she would need some kind of an excuse to make up for molesting somebody verbally who was a pride member. Then again she had never seen him before and she pretty much knew everyone in the pride.

"I dare say young man you better watch your tongue. I will call the guards on you if you continue to cause harm. I have never seen you so I assume your here to cause trouble. You are not my concern if I cause an outsider harm."  

[Ritikine]

Animo huffed lightly. He certainly wasn’t one of short temper, but these accusations she flung at him made his fur fluff lightly. “As I recall it was you who ran in to me, thus any harm that befell you was of no fault of mine.” He doubted the lioness’s shoulder had been bruised, though he certainly realized the weight her word would carry over his.

The fact he was not familiar was not all that surprising to him. He had pretty recently returned to this area and had not long been back inside the pride’s territory. “Outsider.” Animo couldn’t help but scoff at her words. “No need to call the guards, I have no intention of keeping your company any further.” Animo turned away from the lioness, not wanting to stick around and have his day ruined.  

[Grumpy Paw]

"Well that's good then. I don't have to waste my time escorting you to the borders." She glared at him once more then thought about her behavior. He was just a passer-by most likely, and the pride needed ranks. She had to put aside her heart break then pestering the lower class. She DID need them to make her clothing and all the other little things she liked to dabble herself in.

"Do you have a talent rouge?" She raised a brow still turse as ever.  

[Ritikine]

Animo paused momentarily at her question. “I am a painter.” He replied. “What interest have you in my trade?” He was curious as to this sudden change of conversation as he was leaving.  

[Grumpy Paw]

She gritted her teeth back and forth. She was in no way was going to apologize to him. "We need painters." She glared. "Go...go and find a purple cheeton named Zuzu...you can't miss him...he's quite... flamboyant...He will tell you what to paint." She snarled and padded off without a second glance back.