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The male was starting to feel old, he had heard that his daughter had managed to birth six healthy cubs though he had not met one of them. He had spent his days in the den recently wondering when Kijinga would be back from hunting. She seemed to be off all over the place recently and the old lion missed his mate. It seemed life was moving so much faster then he would have realised.

He had never really met many of his neices or nephews either but as his brown eyes landed on a shape so far away, if you took away the big red mane he would have said it was his sister. He looked so much like his mother that Teleka had no problems going towards the male. He had an odd feeling that he met him when he was a young cub but that was such a long time ago that there were details he couldn't remember.

"Hello." He spoke softly, after all he was almost certain the male was family, their colours matched. He had to be family and Teleka looked enough like his sister that if he was wrong the strange male would know almost instantly.

As was starting to become accustomed, two female slaves were roaming the lands with little-to-nothing better to do while their masters occupied themselves. The slighter of the two, Kimeti's own slave, Meilin, was in a particularly foul mood. She bore fresh claw marks on her hide near her ear, after daring to push the King's patience a touch too far. If not for the sand she'd gotten in it earlier she wouldn't care. As it was she'd had to ask Uuo to help her clean it out or risk irritation and possible infection.



Speaking of whom, the much larger of the two slaves (she even rivaled the females of the firekin themselves. Meilin had yet to find out where exactly Uuo hailed from, or if all those from her region were equally as large) was marveling over her friend's injury. Meilin hardly spoke, so she wondered how the former Mistweaver managed to vex the king so badly that he actually lashed out at her. Oh but what she almost wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall and find out what Meilin was really made of behind that calm mask of hers. She'd be a strong ally to help rally the others when Kidondo finally returned, but for now, even Meilin had to be kept in the dark about Uuo's purpose there. It was a good sign. Meilin was perhaps the sharpest lioness that Uuo had ever come by, aside from No, Kidondo's mate, and she was oblivious to Uuo's intent. Not that Uuo doubted her own skill mind you.

"It's hotter than usual." Uuo complained, simply. That was how Meilin knew for sure that the lioness was speaking truth, because she so seldom ever spoke without either profane words, or long winded sarcasm.

"That it is. Which is surely the reason they've sent us away." As punishment. Endure the heat and repent their silver tongues, so to say. She really didn't care. She'd endured worse.

Settling down on her haunches, Meilin stopped where she stood in the sand.

"Let's rest here a bit, Uuo."

"Hm...."

Ilahle was exploring away from the family den once more. She could only hunt so many sandlizards and rockrats and bugs before she got bored. Ditto with resting by her dear mother's side and playing with her siblings. Those were things she knew like the back of her black little paw - and her inquisitive nature demanded she look around and meet the others in their pride.

She'd passed others as she padded along and just said hello. So while she was walking along, that's what she did to the group she was rapidly gaining on...if they were friendly or interesting she may stop.

Meilin noticed the Firekin just seconds too late, growling discreetly under her breath after a glance over her shoulder.

Uuo muttered likewise, irritated at being yelled towards, but since he didn't order them to come over, she simply answered back.

"Figures of your imagination. What do you think, genius, we're slaves."

"Uuo, do you -have- to cause trouble everywhere you go? Honestly!" She hissed to the female, scratch marks still irritated. Yet she didn't move, not unless instructed to or made to.

As the male waited for the cubs answer, his ears swivelled back at the sound of his uncle's vicious words towards the females and winced slightly.
Dammit, they were slaves after all and he momentarily smiled at the cub once more.

"Hold on a minute, young one." He said before turning and making his way to stand near Teleka, brows furrowing as he watched the two females and then his uncle before he cleared his throat and contemplated his next choice of words.

"Uncle...maybe it wouldn't be wise to expose any violence infront of the younger members of the pride just yet." He said, ears perking forward curiously to see if those words would actually work.