[PRP] Walking and getting lost; there is a difference

[Feral Mule]

He was so confused right now. Yuudai was confusing him by staying and then he was confusing himself by wanting Yuudai to stay. Zuberi knew he didn't find females sexually attractive, so wanting to be in male company was the way to go, wasn't it? He'd nursed the other lion back to health, even if it wasn't tenderly.

Zuberi didn't even know in which direction he was walking in the labyrinth that the formed the pride. All this male knew was that he needed time to think, and perhaps, to meet others in the pride. All he basically knew was Yuudai and that was unnerving in itself. Yuudai was a lot more socially active than he was, it seemed.

He let out a growl of annoyance. He was walking to get away from Yuudai and yet that was the only thing he could think about. Ears pinned against his head, the blue eyed male looked up from the ground and blinked. "....Crap." Now he was lost. He could just follow his scent back home, he supposed, but there was so many there were so many other scents it was hard to pick out just his own. Well, maybe if he kept moving forward he'd circle back somehow. He didn't know. Logic was not his strong suit right now.  

[Tanakako]

The pain was a dull throb through his hip as he forced his leg to bear his body weight and match his usual stride. The wound was still raw and fiery under the leaf and mud patch the medic had applied again today, but the very fact that he was up and walking, even if it was slowly, was an immense improvement over his state a few days ago.

Pushing himself was not wise, but the needed to get back into relative health so he could return to Nahasi's side. He knew other guards had been filling in for him, but the very idea of something happening when he wasn't around made the fur along his spine stand on end. So, the hour found him pacing along one of the lesser used tunnels, struggling to stretch out his back leg and not limp with the dull throbbing pain of it.

Turning a corner he stopped, grey head lifting as he spotted a dark coloured lion coming towards him with a rather angry expression on his face. Juan was not the type to pry but he had been one of the pride's Elite Guards for too long not to stop and stand his ground, waiting patiently for the other to reach him. Better he deal with what ever the issue is rather than let the male pass ad possibly have to deal with him later on with Nahasi.

 

[Feral Mule]

Looking up yet again from the ground, the lion blinked when he spotted a light gray leopard up ahead. He'd seen this leopard before, but he couldn't recall a name. Whatever, he didn't try to learn anyone's nae unless they were important to him. ....Or got dumped on him like Yuudai did. Sighing, he came up to the leopard and looked down at him slightly, examining him. He noticed the mud and leaf pack on the male's leg and tried not to grow curious from it.

He supposed words were meant to be shared here. "Uh... Hi." His voice was rough and gravely, the kind that could be felt as well as heard. Zuberi didn't want to ask who this male was or what was wrong with his leg, not right off the bat, but since nursing the other lion back to health, he felt obligated even though he was a guard himself.

"Should you be up on that leg? It looks a bit swollen."  

[Tanakako]

Juan met the lion's gaze calmly, not that th grey leopard ever really showed any other emotion when in public than a calm almost disconnected air. Only Nahasi ever got to see beyond the professional expressionism the leopard wore, and even then it was only when they were completely alone together in the King's den.

Glancing back at his wound he gave a faint shrug, pale gaze returning to the lion before him. "Its healing. Need to keep it mobile though or I may always limp on it." The last thing he needed was to sustain a permanent injury from the tunnel collapse, Nahasi already worried enough about him and he needed to be fully fit to serve his king properly. What good was a guard if he was lame?

Curling his tail round the wounded limb a little protectively, Juan studied the other male. "I didn't expect to see anyone here, few use these tunnels." They were currently stood in a small section of the pride that was really wasted space, for the tunnels led for miles before reaching a dead end. Great for exercising, not so much if you had somewhere to be.