Jasiri was on border duty again. Since the pride moved so much it was a huge task just to keep the scent markings around their current location fresh. Some rogue males would take the hint and leave when they noticed the markings, but others would still try their luck. If anyone strayed too close he'd have the honor of warning them off or throwing them out. Fun.Jasiri sprayed another bush with his "stay away"-message and then sat down some distance away to rest and groom for a while. His life in this pride was a lot more boring maintanence work and a lot less being swooned over by females than he'd imagined. Not having to hunt was nice, but it was annoying to be the lowest ranking leading male. Nguvu had been here longer, and their spar had cemented his place as the second of the two inselele.
He kept grooming, determined that he'd at least be seen as the good looking Inselelo. Many of the females were hung up on dark manes, but he'd learned that there were exceptions to that rule too.