Having followed the dusty pink female in to the lands diligently, Hermes now found himself wishing to stay, wishing to join the society where the females were marked with masks, and they didn't particularly like rogues. Still, he was determined and he had asked around in as humble a way as was possible for him, as to whom he needed to speak to in regards to his joining.
So now, he was making a beeline for the one called Wari. he knew where to find the lion, he had been told a couple of times, though he had never actually enquired as to whether Wari was a male, or a female. He didn't suppose it mattered. He was a willing and able young male a catch for any pride and he would work hard to be a good member of the pride.
Puffing out his chest he took a deep breath and lowered his eyes, standing before the den of Wari, how was he supposed to go about this any way? It almost made him laugh, the thought that he didn't know what to say. For now, he kept a sombre turn to his lips and kept his eyes lowered as he called the lion from within "I seek an audience, if I may, I wish to join your prides ranks." That sounded good, even to his ears, hopefully it would impress the elusive Wari.
