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He frowned, dark but friendly eyes examining the female as his mind mused over the current situation. Recently, it seemed, he only ran into sad lions and other animals, at least as far as the female ones went. So distracted by their own worries that they couldn’t hold together a light conversation for very long. It was… disheartening, for him, to see so many suffering while he remained perfectly content in his standing and situation. If there was something he could do to make them feel better, he would gladly jump at the call to action. Nothing would please him more than a chance to help them feel better about themselves. But, hard though he tried, never were his tactics enough to make someone else feel better upon their parting.

There was one female, a lioness he had met a while back, that seemed at least a little changed from their encounter, but he didn’t know if what he had offered her that day would do this fair creature any good.

It didn’t seem the same kind of situation.

He smiled nonetheless when she joked about a nickname, imagining something along the lines of ‘tubby’ or ‘nitwit’ might soon be related to his frame. It would be fine if a name of that vain did grace him, so long it was from her and no one else.

Humming thoughtfully for a moment, Mito could but not. Being late was better than not showing up at all. Anyway, he had found these past couple of weeks, mostly thanks to Laika and Refu, he had been moving around more than ever. Perhaps to end his lazy ways? No, it wasn’t time yet, the surge of late nothing more than a passing breeze of chance and circumstance.

It was just more fun to think that there was a deeper motivation behind fate and its actions.

At her next question, Mito smiled. “Because it’s easy,” he replied, “I think, if you have the kind of body and face that you do, it doesn’t matter where or what you came from. You could be half elephant for all I care- beauty is beauty regardless of origin. At least, that’s how I was brought up to think. I know it’s not the norm, really, but I’m very happy with the lessons my parents gave me.”

“Bubby?” he chuckled. Compared to some of the names she might have picked from, this one was too bad. At least she hadn’t chosen something that were slight him each time he heard it slip from between her pretty fangs. Smiling, he continued, “of course I don’t! I was merely saying that it wouldn’t matter if you were of such a strange concoction. Noting the wince, Mito let his smile fall away, a frown easily taking over where it had once danced. Concern melted into his expression, eyes studying her.

“Is something the matter?” he asked, oblivious to her powers. This was the first demi-God he had ever had the pleasure of encountering, of course.

He shifted his weight, getting a bit closer. Maybe a short proximity between them might make he be honest, should she decide to lie about something bothering her. Then again, she didn’t seem like the type to fib and he really didn’t think that she was going to change now. Perhaps he had simply wanted to get closer.

Ears heating, he smiled once more, awkwardly, and looked at the floor. He had never been licked before. Not in this manner, anyway. Such a genuine show of gratitude rather than those fleeting moments of passion. “Well, if you’d like, you can seek me out whenever you need to. I would very much like you to think of me if you ever feel blue or lonely. I’ll be there for you, if you want me to be.” He wasn’t sure what he was getting himself into, but she seemed to need someone. Why not offer his friendship and, perhaps as they grew to know each other better, something more?

Mito smiled. He had heard about seers from others he had passed, though had never met one. Of course, this wasn’t actually the case but because he had never been told of the abilities of the one he had spoken to he had no idea that he had actually already met one. Intrigued, he pondered what it might mean speaking to a seer. Does that mean she could see whatever she wanted? Or only what came to her? He found it all very interesting, but something he was glad he had managed to avoid.

Being a seer probably would have only been an annoyance to someone like him. Someone who didn’t plan an hour ahead, much less think about what tomorrow held for him. Lazy, but whimsical and carefree, Mito was more of a ‘no day but today’ kind of lion.

“Well, I’m glad. And being a seer must be complicated,” mused the male, “but I suppose if you’ve lived with it all your life… it wouldn’t be so bad.” Laughing, he couldn’t help but wonder if having someone watching him all the time wouldn’t be a little bit creepy. Even if it was Limbua. The only solace he took came in the notion that she would not actually be so keen to keep an eye on him, if she could actually do it at all. This was a new friend who probably didn’t want to send him packing, right?

No need to think anything odd would beset him.

After a short pause to simply watch her, Mito heaved a sigh. There didn’t seem to be much else to do now but allow their company to part. “Well… I suppose I should be heading back to my den,” he off-handily commented through no real want to leave, “maybe we’ll see each other again soon.” He got to his paws at that, aware that belaboring the leave would only kill the preciousness of the time they had spent together. He wanted their next meeting to be a happy one, and intended to leave on a good note. “It was a pleasure meeting you, Limbua.”