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Sadiki was STILL out in this cursed heat. It annoyed him, really, how hard it was to find a suitable female cheetah. Were they extinct? Sadiki was starting to think so. He was tired of wandering, tired of being away from his pride, and very tired of the happenstance meetings that seemed to occur on a very regular basis.

Today would be no different.

Sadiki hadn't seen the lion that spoke to him, so when the big feline spoke it startled Sadiki enough that he jumped. Now, Sadiki would never admit that he'd jumped, but he did. With a glare he scowled at the lion, his heart racing a billion miles a minute.

"That's just rude, you know," he spat, ignoring the kind greeting of the lion. "You really shouldn't startle strangers. That sort of thing can get you in trouble. Are you dim?"

Sadiki snorted. He was not in the mood for stupidity, not that that was unusual. The longer he was away from his pridelands, the grumpier he got. He was nearly fed up, and had plans to give this futile mission one last day before he returned home, a failure.

"And what do you mean by "one of you"?" His voice was sour, his expression pinched, and ears flattened menacingly against his skull. Sadiki was in a foul mood indeed... not that this was anything new.

"So I've noticed," Sadiki spat grouchily. He had yet to run into a cheetah, let alone a suitable one. "I'm beginning to think I'm the only cheetah left on the plains." He snorted to himself, his tail lashing about in utter annoyance. Though the cheetah was grumpy and cranky, he was still high-ranking in his pride and out of mere habit he introduced himself.

"I am Sadiki," he said simply, figuring now was as good a time as any for a small break from his seemingly aimless wandering.

Sadiki acknowledged the other's introduction with a curt nod before he seated himself, wrapping his tail around his feet. "You live here? What is your purpose?" Sadiki firmly believed that everyone and everything had a purpose. Himself, for example. Council member of the Intaba'umbikezeli. It was a position of some authority. Maybe that's what lent the cheetah his holier than thou attitude? It wasn't like what the lion had to say would have any importance to Sadiki. The cheetah was merely going through the motions, pretending to be nice.

Sadiki frowned. "What pride do you call home? What duties do you attend to?" Sadiki firmly believed that every feline should belong to a pride of some sort, and that they should be productive members of their society.

Of course, one couldn't expect a lion to live to high standards. Sadiki would never admit that his militant personality could even be offputting to his own pridemembers let alone strangers, but tha was neither here nor there.

Sadiki bit back a sneer, making a definite effort to be a little friendly. He couldn't help it that he'd had little luck finding a female cheetah to provide him with offspring. It was making him feel a little more snarkier than usual, that was all.

"I see," Sadiki said distastefully, fighting the urge to go on about the lion's lax morals. "And that suits you, I suppose?"