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It was probably inappropriate for an adult lion to lie with his belly in the air, but he did so enjoy the sunshine on it, it made his tummy feel all snuggly. "Snuggly bubbly bubbly" Bufonidae rhymed to himself rubbing his large paws over his extra fluffy tummy massaging the head in to his dark toe pads. A smile stretched his face and for a moment his tongue peeped out between his lips, he just wanted to test what the sun was like on his tongue. It quickly receded back through his lips. No, he didn't much like the sun on his tongue it made it all dry.

Smacking his lips to re-establish the wet feeling in his mouth he smiles once again, nestling further in to the long grass, not that he could nestle much further, he was no small lion, in fact it was hard for him to hide because of his size and extra fluffiness. apparently his father had been extra fluffy, that was what his mother told him, she also informed him that he had fluff for brains but it had been a while since he had seen his mother and the contempt in her voice was long forgotten. Fluff for brains simply meant he was extra cuddly, he couldn't quite remember if it was actually an insult. It didn't matter. He was much too busy enjoying the sun. "I like you sun, you make my belly warm!" he proclaimed opening his eyes just a slit and closing them again quickly. "You make my eyes stingy though!" he sighs happily. It was too nice a day to be mad at the sun, after all, it was making his tummy lovely and cuddly.

Gella hadn't been quite prepared to stumble upon a fully grown lion who was laying on his back with his belly in the air. She frowned a bit, having trouble remembering when she'd last seen such a thing. Probably... never? The golden lioness with her inquisitive mind had been wandering about quite aimlessly, stopping at random when she found a stone or rock of interest. That was how she'd stumbled upon this lion, who was now talking to himself.

Of course, Gella had to know what, exactly, he was doing. So with quiet steps she shifted closer, eyeballing the strange gestures the male made. Was he talking to the sun? She peered up at the glowing orb in the sky with narrowed eyes, blinking rapidly before turning her attention back to the male.

Not sure the best way to start up a conversation, she merely cleared her throat and waited for him to realize that he had an audience.

The large male, jumped, or, well it was more of a flailing flop as he heard the female clear her throat "wasn'tdoinganythinghonest!" He stumbled over his words struggling to right himself and looking entirely like a mass of scruffy fur, grass and some plumes of dust.

Finally the large plump, fluffy male managed to right himself and sit a little squeif before the pale yellow female with a smile as goofy as his mangled mane. "Uh, I mean, hum, hello Ma'am" He bows his head, keeping it low, his nose pointing at the ground though he looked up through his grass filled bangs at the lady before him. He had obviously already made a fool out of himself, not that, that particular thing mattered much to him, but he hadn't heard her coming and she obviously needed something of him.

"I didn't hear you coming Ma'am what can I dot assist you?" he grins a wide, toothy, at your service grin as he lifts his head ever so slightly, his eyes wide, a picture of pue dishevelled servitude. His mother would have yelled at him for looking so, so, messy, but she wasn't here and maybe this yellow female wouldn't mind. Oh! Oh he forgot to introduce himself, quick! "OhI'mBudfonidaesorryIdidn'tsaythatearlier!" he stumbled his words virtually tripping over one another.

Startled, Gella shrunk back a bit as the lion righted himself. She watched him with wide eyes; he seemed polite enough, and she didn't feel at all threatened by him which was a good thing because she didn't really know what to do should he want to attack her. Gella's thoughts turned to the best way to deflect an attack. He was bigger than her, but she was probably faster, and...

Shaking her head she brought herself back to her present company. "You have grass in your mane," she commented in a sort of surprised way, not that she minded, she just thought he ought to know.

"Your name is Bufonidaesorry? That's.. an interesting name." Interesting? Umm.. Gella idly wondered if he was from the area. His mane was so pretty, though, and it reminded her of the glowy amethyst she'd seen before.

"I'm Gella," she continued, "And I.. don't think I need assistance?" The last word climbed in pitch, more of a question, really.

"Oh, I..Does it bother you ma'am? I'm sorry uh.." he raises a paw to his odd angled mane and starts to pull bits of long twiggy grass from his thick fluffed mane. She obviously was bothered about his scruffy mane. His mother always said he should look presentable. He shouldn't question her guidance obviously, she was often so right.

Lifting his head another degree the large fluffy lion smiles in a goofy, apologetic way "Bufonidae, Ma'am. Uhm, Gella, Ma'am." he nods an affirmative "Oh yes ma'am if you need something I can get it!" he flicks his tail out behind him, his muscles tended ready to leap up and run to do her bidding.

"I can do anything you want, I promise." He nods, his eyes looking to her with a keen, if slow intelligence, his ears twitching in his mane desperate to show her that he wasn't just a grassy headed lion, he could do stuff to, anything she wanted in fact she had just to ask.

"No!" She shook her head apologetically, feeling bad for having made him feel uneasy. "Not at all." She offered him a kind smile, "Just call me Gella. No ma'am, please. It makes me feel old!" Gella chuckled, enjoying his eagerness. "Do you have a nickname?" If he didn't, she would assuredly give him one because while Bufonidae was a lovely name, well... Gella liked giving things nicknames.

She wasn't sure what she could have him do. Usually she was most fond of looking at rocks, digging in dirt searching for her beloved gemstones. It did get lonely from time to time, but Gella hadn't thought much of it until, well, right now.

"Well.. I hadn't really thought about having someone do stuff for me. What kinds of things do you do?"

Bufonidae stops fidgeting with his mane and smiles. "Yes ma..hum..Gella..ma..hum.." He stumbles he had always been told to call a lady ma'am or mistress, of course, he had just met Gella so she wasn't his mistress and he had been told not to call her ma'am so, he would just have to obey her and call her Gella. "Oh yes, I have a nickname mother called me toad, you can call me that if you like." He nods an affirmative, it was much shorter than his normal name and he would answer to it if she called him.

"Mother always called me Toad, it's very easy to say, I don't know why she gave me such a long name, it would have been easier just to name me toad in the first place. Thats what she normally called me." He nods an affirmative his cool eyes flickering with a little regret, or perhaps it was just a confirmation. He had't really left his mother for any particular reason, he had just known he had to go, thinking about her thigh made him think about his old nickname and why she called him that. he shrugged it away, it didn't matter, he had to help Gella, clearly she needed his help if she had bothered to tell him to just call her Gella, after all, no female in their right mind would tell him just to call them by their first name if they didn't need help! She needed help and here he was in his own little reverie, say something!

"Ohoh I can do lots of things!" He stood suddenly, a fluffy of fur and dust once again causing a little grassy storm around himself some of which floated towards the soft lemon coloured lioness "I can hunt and find places to sleep, and I can dig and listen..Oh I can do anything that you like!" he rambles falling back to his butt and crouching down his whole body wobbling in anticipation. "Just ask I can do it!" he beams his toothy obedient rather silly grin.

Well, maybe having a companion to travel with wouldn't be such a terrible thing. Especially if he could dig. And hunt. And.. listen. Gella perked at that; she did so love to talk about her passion. It was what drove her in life, and being so passionate about something made her want to share it!

"Toad?" What a strange nickname for a mother to give her son. Well, maybe it wasn't that strange. Toads were pretty neat little creatures, and Gella liked to listen to their songs at night time. Or were those frogs? No matter, really. "I will call you Toad, then."

"I do have a condition, though! If you are to be my helper, you can't run off!" She scowled, golden eyes narrowed on his eager, fluffy face. "And I shall need a lot of help, Toad. I am always busy." Well, not always, but he didn't need to know that. Having someone to boss around was making her feel a bit important. It was fun. She just had to make sure not to get carried away!

He was to be a helper? Yay! Nodding an affirmative his body virtually quailed beneath the angry glare of the smaller, soft yellow lioness. "Yes Gellla, I won't run away I'll be good and do what ever you like." He smiles a goofy, obedient grin his gentle eyes. He considered asking, what exactly they would be doing, but did it matter? Not really.

"Toad will be a good little helper." He waggles his tail almost like a very large very silly dog his mane falling in his eyes as he does so a sort of devoted look falling over his fluffy scruffy face as she told him her conditions.

"What do you want me to do first? Oh I can get food, if you like." He waits his muscles all bunched beneath him as he awaited her first order, usually, food came before everything else and he could hunt and provide plenty of food for her and ultimately fill his own tummy. The mistress came first. She was dubbed that in his mind now though she was Gella because she had told him to call her that. "Toad likes busy work!"

Gella nodded. This was probably the best thing to ever happen. Ever. EVER. Gella was pretty thrilled at the prospect of never having to dig another hole, or having to get her own food. It wasn't that she was lazy, it was just hard work to have to do every day, and it REALLY cut into her gemhunting! Now she'd be able to do all the gemhunting and research she liked, and Toad would happy doing all the hunting and finding spots to rest and, and, and...

"Food would be nice, Toad but I should tell you a little bit about the work that I do so you know what you're getting into." Her expression took on a bit of self-importance. "I spend my time looking for very important gems. Purple ones, green ones, blue ones. I collect them, and I know pretty much all there is to know about them."

She smiled a bit smugly as she often did when she talked about her most favorite thing. "Of course, your duties will be hunting, finding shelter, and digging holes. AND if you find ANYTHING that looks like it might be a gemstone, you are to bring it to me. That will make me so happy."

With wide eyed obedience he very nearly jumped to his paws, she was hungry so he would hunt, but she had more to say so he stifled the energetic leap and settled back on his haunches "Oh yes Gella, i can do all of those things!" he beams, clearly he had fallen in well here, she was going to keep him busy and he would have a companion and he would be doing very important work for her.

"Ohhhsss, they sound very interesting." his jaw drops a bit his eyes looking up at her wonderingly, his face full of amazement that she would have such an unusual, hobby, no, he knew this was clearly more, this was her life and he had to assist her in every way he could!

"I'll find the best pretty stones for you Gella." He nods a very serious affirmative knowing that he would dedicate his time to making sure she was super happy. That was what he was there for, after all, to make sure she was pleased with his work and make sure that she had everything she wanted. "I'll do everything you need." He smiles a wide sweet smile, his body ready and rearing to go, he was keen to be off, getting her a meal and finding a bed and searching for those elusive stones of various colours that she so desired.

Gella seemed satisfied that he understood the UTTER IMPORTANCE of her work. Since he seemed so eager to find her food (which was good, because she was hungry) she didn't want to keep holding him back. A chance to prove himself, that's what this was!

And he would bring her the prettiest stones? How had she gotten so lucky to find him!? This would work out wonderfully, Gella was certain of it. "You will be the best helper ever, Toad." She nodded sagely, lifting a paw to punctuate her point.

"Now," she murmured, rising to her feet and glancing about, "I am starving, Toad!"

He felt overly proud of himself, knowing he would be the best assistant ever, he would strive to make gel proud of him, strive to be the best assistant to a stone hunting lioness ever! That was his task and his chest swelled with pride hearing her words of praise, he would make sure not to disappoint her!

The large fluffy male dives to his paws, his tail flickering wildly "Okay! You stay here! I'll be back soon!" He looks about, sticking his nose in the air before he darted off with his tail in the air, task one, find food for Gella, find a really good meal to prove he was good enough to be her assistant, to prove he was worthy to be her companion. He would fetch something big and yummy back for her first meal from him and she would praise him and it would be good. It was a good day, he had found just what he needed, someone to guide him, someone for him to care for indefinitely.