Jama smiled, and could barely keep the spring in his step out. She really was perfect, at least for him. "Well, Maral, they're this way." Jama nodded his head in the direction of the most ... convenient den that wouldn't be too tight but would still insist they 'get to know each other better.'
While Jama, may have given Maral her options, he wasn't above helping the process out as much as possible. "Shall we?"
He started to lead the way to the den, while making sure that Maral never fell so far behind that she was actually behind him. There was no point in woeing a female if she was behind you the entire time. In fact, if Maral started to lead the way on their journey to her new pride and home, Jama wouldn't be happier admiring her ... pace.
