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Empty. Eileifr wandered about with a hollow look to his eyes, what was once a dazzling blue was now steely and like a stormy sky that promised rain. He walked with little purpose, his head held between his shoulder blades, he was beaten, not physically but his soul was battered and was hidden deep within him away from the world and what was left of it fled from fear of being destroyed totally. Eileifr had left the remains of his once proud pride behind him, what remained was not something he cared to protect, it was all the evil and the bitter twisted ideas of greatness that his father had always fought against, it was the political lies than had broken the heart of his love and ultimately killed her. Nothing to fight for, nothing to defend, Eileifr felt he had little purpose now and wondered without thought.

There was a strange sort of comfort from simply walking, the simply task of placing one paw in front of the other was his only thought, the rest of him was numb. He hadn't eaten for some days now, he drank went he past a water source though he didn't search for them. He was half his size and he was a sorry sight. He did not sleep and walked in a zombie like state, it was the only thing that kept him moving, the simple task of moving.

Noise was something muffled and incomprehensible to Eileifr, he was muted and everything looked to be a shade of grey and out of focused. One paw, superseded by another paw, he walked forward. Open savannah plains lay on his right and hills forming on his left, his eyes didn't follow the landscape, he was unobservant he simply looked at the terrain three steps in front of him. He didn't hear the birds chattering in the bush which provided limited protection on the open savannah, neither did he note the dry rustle of limited grass and ground foliage that had survived the summer season but the sound of a pack of hyenas laughing in pursuit was not something even a numbed being could avoid, the sound was not one any lion enjoyed hearing. The laughter was demented and hounded away his numbness for a moment as he looked up with mild disinterest at the top of the hill to his right where the sound resonated from.

At the brow of the hill stood a lioness whom looked to be harrowed and bloodied about the neck, she turned to stare over her shoulder and Eileifr spotted what she was looking at, three hyenas where running towards her, impulse set her and she jumped. The hill was not a sheer drop but it was something even he would struggle to find footing on even in better shape than he was now. She tumbled and rolled and slide down the last metre on her side to land defeated at the base of the hill. Eileifr watched as the hyenas watched from the top of the hill, satisfied that the lioness wouldn't return from whatever if was they had first chased her from they turned back the way they had come the haunting sound of laughter drifting away to silence.

Eileifr stood, he stood and he felt his pains. He wanted to simply walk by, to leave the female to her own fate as life had to him but that was not his true nature and deep down he couldn't simply walk by. He started up again, one paw after another and after the motion of walking set back in he felt numbness come over him once again and he welcomed it. He reached the beaten female, he stopped and looked down at her, his eyes were empty and hollow but something pulled deep within him and he bowed down and pressed his nose to her throat, just below her chin and nudged her very softly and then caught her eye. They were a golden yellow like the mornings sun on a winters day but they had that same glazed look as his own and he recognised the hurt he himself felt to a degree. He rumbled softly, 'Can you walk?'

Eileifr took a step away from the female as she rolled to her belly, she looked in a great deal of pain, physical pain as well as the soul crushing pain he saw in her eyes. He felt as if a a vine was tied to his soul and was tugging at it, he felt something, feelings where strange to Eileifr he'd felt little since losing his father and mate, a somewhat welcomed numbness that shut out the emotional pain but he saw himself reflected in the beaten female and he wanted to aid her and it away help himself. He noted that way in which she winced at the pain as she moved, the shaking and trembling that ran through her shoulders and down her forelegs, but she was strong and clung to something Eileifr himself had lost, a will to live perhaps, an ounce of hope. Her breath came in short pants as she barred the pain and he ran his eyes over her wounds, she'd not walk far in that condition at all but he knew he needed to get some form of fluid in her but he was unacquainted with the landscape and he couldn't afford to make the lioness travel to far.

He stared at her and them looked about him, their was a crop of vegetation just away across the savannah plains, growth as green as that after the summers heat and toil suggested a close reliable water source. He turned to the injured female his voice was gruff though not like an older male lion simply from one having not used it much recently. 'You'll grow stiff if you don't move, the wounds to your neck aren't deep and will heal quickly, I shall clean them in a while but you need to move, your bruised from your fall, walk, you're hate me for it at first but it'll warm your muscles and stop them stiffening.' He didn't move but he kept his eyes on her. He waited for her to move and he'd match her pace when she choose to start offering support should she stumble.

Eileifr wasn't keeping eye contact with her, perhaps if he wasn't simply a shell of his former self he'd be more caring however in his current state he simply functioned, so his eyes didn't see the heat that boiled up to a glow in those golden orbs and the soft growl was simply taken for a groan of pain. He stood waiting for her to move, perhaps she was trying to master the idea of fighting with the pain before moving slowly however she responded to him with words. He turned to face her, looking her in the eye as she squeezed out the words through gasps of pain, his eyes were hallow, perhaps if he'd not been so haunted he'd of responded differently, apologise perhaps as he wasn't one to temper but with himself tucked away from harm he simply reacted by pulling away from her. He watched her mutely as she took a few steps, her ears flattened to her skull in pain and then after a couple of paces she stopped.

He couldn't see her eyes from the distance that now parted them but he wasn't really looking at her any longer, she had scolded him for belittling her though this only registered to him as not wanting aid. He wanted to be walking again, he didn't like standing still as he seemed to give permission for memories to float to the fore front of his mind. He shook himself out and then began walking once again, paw after paw and his memories faded as he simply focused on the motion of his body and the flow of the ground beneath him. He passed the female with little though and continued towards the green outcrop of vegetation noting his own need for water.