[PRP] Permission Granted? [Skan & O'ros]

[Quaji]

There was a sense of urgency and purpose in O'ros' step as she made her way around the outside of the Stargrove. The Sky Festival was in full swing. There were so many lions here, but it was the entire pride. She was used to Sky clan's size, which was on the smaller size. Clear eyes scanned over the manes. She was looking for one in particular and hopefully he would be the easiest to find. It was between events currently so she was hopeful he would have time to chat, even for a few minutes. That was all she needed. A few minutes of his time.

"Have you seen Skan?" O'ros would ask others she hardly knew, mainly from the previous festivals she had participated in, only to have their head shaken in some vague direction. The name was well-known and so was the lion behind it. He was the leader of the pride after all! It shouldn't be that hard to find him!  

[Quaji]

The sound of a few of the lions shuffling quickly caused O'ros' head to turn towards the origin of the noises. The wing tattoo, the multi-colored mane and the light cream-yellow pelt... "Skan!" She called out, her voice almost frantic. With no amount of grace, the huntress swerved around bodies that soon parted to allow her to approach with much more ease than she had originally anticipated she would have.

"I...I need to ask you something!" The words were choked, with heavy breaths being taken between each one. Of course worry that he would just send her away was at the forefront of her mind, but she knew full well that she wouldn't leave, not without an answer.  

[Quaji]

"I..well--" Words failed her as she pawed nervously at the grass beneath her feet. "I receiver word, from a bird from the north. The Aka'mleli, I think it was called. It's another pride, one whose members are bonded to birds. My...my mother's bird came to find me, to tell me that my mother's ill. She's old, Skan. I'm afraid she won't survive whatever illness currently has hold on her. She was the one who raised me and I'd.." Swallowing hard, she looked the Wanidatsi in the eye before continuing. "I'd permission to leave the pride's borders for a time, to head north and visit her."

It wasn't something that she'd ask unless it was something she felt she absolutely needed to do. At least the fact he knew her name as well as her clan seemed to give her some amount of hope. Maybe all of her times trying in the tournament would pay off in a different manner than a trophy.