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Unzu wasn't looking for any company at the moment, for he had plenty waiting for him at home. Akinyi was pregnant, and they were both hunting and scavenging in order to find food for however many mouths were inside of her not-yet-noticably swollen belly. The dark lion had descended from his pimp ship flying high, and while he still occassionally thought about Akinyi's fine-boned sister, he wasn't about to go out hunting for some more tail to chase, unless it was shaped like an antelope or a zebra.

As he came upon the rock, he hopped onto the top of it, looking around, gazing out at the herds as well, tail swinging slightly. He was hoping to catch something small enough to carry all or most of it home for Akinyi. But the scent he caught on the breeze smelled more like lioness than dinner.

Glancing down quickly and extending his claws, he spotted Rujul. Leaping down from the rock, he hoped she hadn't noticed him, and he'd be off. He didn't need to quarrel or socialize right now, it was hunting time.

The sound of that voice, filled with not malice but reproach, caught Unzu's attention before he could get too far. He stopped in his tracks hesitantly, turning his head towards her, still on guard. He saw now that she was out from under the shadow of the rock and on her feet that she was a sight larger than him, which shocked him. Unzu was by no means a small male-- he was built, muscular, and sleek from a bountiful season with plenty of food. He was in his best shape, but she still had weight and reach on him. However, he doubted she could catch him if he decided to run.

Unzu decided to play her game. He'd never seen a lion that shade of purple before, and even if she had the whole Amazonian thing going on, she was still cute. Not as lovely as Akinyi, of course.

"What's up? Do you have some use for me?" he asked, amused, and turned to face her, not coming any closer.

Unzu was enticed. Whatever she was doing, it was succeeding, his lime green regard moving over her, before meeting her eyes. Still, his mind was occupied with thoughts of Akinyi and the cubs she carried. His cubs. He was investing a lot into them, and wasting time with this... excellent specimen of the female persuasion would be wasting time that he could be bringing food back for his family.

He was still young and bullheaded, but he managed to look away, forcing himself to say the logical thing, the right thing.

"I can't, I'm sorry. I need to catch something smaller for myself and my mate," he said, using the word with a touch of pride. Let's see how she takes that.

Although Unzu was trying to resist, her remarks both coaxed and stung, and the green-eyed lion found himself eager to reprove her for moving on so quickly. He was still young, he couldn't pass up an opportunity like this, a feature that Rujul was depending on. She didn't even have to full-on insult him, what she said was enough to sting his pride, and the dark-colored lion snorted. He'd set her straight about him, there was no way he could let her get away with a remark like that.

"I am not good enough for you, then?" he asked. "You think I can't take down an Oryx? Well, you're wrong. I totally can," Unzu asserted, puffing out his chest slightly. "But I can't carry an Oryx home, you see. And I can't waste any time out here with you. Not with Akinyi waiting."

Unzu tried to reason with himself at the same time as he spoke to Rujul; it was confusing for his one-track mind. Already the mojo was responding to the call, whispering in his mind's ear that maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Rujul had Unzu's number to a degree that might have frightened the dark grey lion had he known, as he stared after her, offended. He couldn't just let her go, his mojo insisted on some sort of action to its benefit, even though he knew he really shouldn't. He should just walk away right now and catch something for his mate, but really, a bit of an Oryx would make a handsome meal, nevermind that Unzu could no more take one down himself than he could take down an elephant. Oryx were dangerous; they fought back, and it required a team effort unless prior circumstance had left it weak or sickly.

But Unzu couldn't not answer a challenge and he leapt forward, darting into Rujul's path to stop her in her tracks, green eyes blazing. "Fine, I'll help you catch your Oryx. But that's it, then I have to head back to my mate. No more," he shook his head at her slowly, as if he were telling himself that as well as her. He seemed to have a habit of it.

Unzu turned to follow her a little reluctantly, but he hoped that perhaps on the way he could talk himself back into being a good mate and father and catch something proper-sized. He shouldn't care what this lioness thought of him, but what she offered was nigh irresistible to him. A romp in the grasses with no strings attached appealed to his mojo so very much that no logic or reason could turn him off, unless of course it endangered his previous investments.

Her question for his name made him glance sidelong at her, walking at her shoulder, and he snorted softly, not missing a beat. "Unzu." He did not ask for hers.