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The pale furred lioness had thrown herself completely into her work, there was so much that went on, it wasn't as calm as her mother said the prides used to be, her one way to stay sane and motivated was to insure that she did the best at her job. Anyezi had two large rabbits in her mouth. They were her favorite to hunt - quick movers and could easily dive into a hole and disappear. They usually came out around this time of night and the pale yellow lioness had been very successful.

Proud, and excited to bring them back to her grandmother, Anyezi's confidant, she had a happy pep in her step.

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At first Anyezi startled, lost in her own thoughts she didn't see the male. She looked him over deciding if he was someone she wanted to bump into when the hour was so late. His markings looked familiar, and the pale lioness could guess who his parents were quite easily but for the life of her could not think of the other lion's name. His mother was

She dropped her catch daintily and replied, "My favorite time of the day. Are you out for a hunt as well?"

"I don't think we've ever been properly introduced," of course being in the same pride there was the possibility. She wasn't a guard, and she didn't have her mother's knack for faces. "I'm Anyezi."

Anyezi had a broad smile and sat down herself. Gwaihir, she'd have to remember that. Times were different now and exactly the same, new leader, not knowing who to trust. She trusted family and mostly those who were around before the king - although that didn't really matter did it? Shangyue had supporters somehow or he wouldn't be in power.

She found herself at a loss of words to say, but he seemed nice. "Did you have breakfast..or dinner?" Some of the Mwezi'johari stayed up all night staring at the sky and others stayed up during the day. Her personal preference was hunting during the day and sleeping at night.

Anyezi pushed one of the hares forward with her paw, "If you're hungry, I'd gladly share."

She beamed, hunting was after all her job, and sharing food was something that Anyezi loved to do. The little warren of hare were not easy prey, but they were fun and a good snack. She'd pick her grandmother up another hare in a few days once the rabbits became certain she wouldn't return.

"Oh I love sharing," she smiled and took a bite of her meal. She didn't have very good dinner conversation and she pondered a subject to talk about.

"I love my job," she said between bites and chuckled a little bit, "There's something so exciting with the thrill of the chase!"

"Yes, we must be apart of different hunting troops," she smiled and nodded. She spent a lot of time socializing with just her family, there was after all so much of it within the pride! Her mother may not have been Unyezi's daughter, but with Nerit as a mother they were all family. She spent a lot of time with her slave brother, Andama, and with her grandmother, also a slave.

"Are all of your siblings hunters?" She asked not wanting to seem odd she added, "you all have the very distinctive wings on your coats."

"I think my family looks a lot a like, but we're all so many different ranks, hunters, slaves," kings "priests." She continued, "The Great Lion looks on us all differently." She sometimes wondered about litters who were not all the same rank, like her mother's friend Hecate - they were guards, hunters, slaves. Anyezi herself was quite religious but she knew that often second generations or new comers to the pride don't always have the same feelings.

She nodded her head as he spoke smiling, it was very fascinating to hear about the way The Great Lion looked at them. Clearly, some lions planned a litter, she'd heard about that, but there were also times when a lioness had children on a different moon.

"I look a lot like my mother and older siblings, the yellow color, but we're all a little different," she thought for a moment, "more blues in my family really, but that's from my grandfather Unyezi, and the browns are from my grandmother Nerit."

She didn't mind talking about her family, they were her whole world, and Anyezi did not pick up on any of Gwaihir's feelings of silliness. She was just happy to chat, happy to share a meal with someone.

"Your wings are very noticeable," she commented, "I don't know your family well, maybe just talked to them for work, but you look a lot like your father," Anyezi hoped he wouldn't mind her comments.


"Sometimes it's so weird to see another lion that could be one of your siblings and they're some distant relative," she laughed along with him, she understood how that went, her grandfather had other children before her grandmother and some of them and their children looked like her other aunts and uncles. She was related by marriage or blood to most of the pride. Unyezi was her step-grandfather, but still her grandfather.

"I don't know much about my father's family," she confessed, "but I know my mother's family, my Grandmother and Grandfather are the Mother and Father of Slaves." She wasn't used to that title or rank, the new king had given it to them.

Oh, no! Speaking of her grandmother she'd forgotten she wanted to see her tonight, "Oh, I promised Grandma Nerit I'd see her tonight." She looked slightly distraught, "It slipped my mind, I've had such a nice time talking."