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"You might not be a lion, but they could always jump to conclusions and consider you a spy," she murmurs. "I hear my mothers talking about spies and strangers in the lands. It's an uneasy time here, it seems." She sighs softly.

The little lioness rises to her feet again, shaking her head. "There's been animosity between this pride and another - the Firekin, I believe - for longer than any can remember, I think. That isn't going to end any time soon. But I'm pretty sure this Nyekundu isn't a Firekin." She pauses, frowning thoughtfully into the distance. "That's all I really know. As I said, those as young as me aren't really told everything."

She nods, lapsing into momentary silence. Even if she didn't fully appreciate that magnitude of the situation, she still found that thinknig and talking about it put a damper on her mood, just as it did Shairi's. The fact that she lived here made the situation worse. This was home, the only place she knew. She didn't like to think of it in trouble.

"So, where else have you travelled?" she asks abruptly, trying to get the conversation onto better topics.

Unable to stop the reaction, herr maw fell open, especially in reaction to Shairi saying the ground turned cold and white. That she found hard to believe, here in the warm Mistie lands, but it sounded fascinating nonetheless. If she'd ever felt any caution towards this female, it had vanished by the time she finished speaking. Without even thinking of it, she hurried forward to catch up with her, trotting along beside the long-legged pink femme.

"Cold? The ground goes white? Why?" This interested her more than anything else, followed by the hyena packs. Her friends Amleth and Duhu spoke of hyenas, and they sounded both fascinating and terrifying. The Firekin lands she never wanted to go near, ever, being a Mistie, but the other places all sounded interesting.

"Why do you ever leave such interesting places?" she asks, with all the naievety of a cub, although she's passed that stage now.

"White rain like leaves?" she whispers wonderingly to herself, her crimson eyes widening a little. She'd never heard of such a thing, not even from her mothers, who'd both travelled before settling in the Mistie lands to have cubs. She was beginning to have ideas of travelling to these white mountains herself one day.

The last thing Shairi said brught her attention back. "You've always travelled alone? Never with friends, or family?" she asks delicately, aware that some just don't have either, but not really knowing how to say it in a less blunt way.

Her brow wrinkled as she listened to Shairi's words about her family. She'd never really... considered the possibility of not having her family there. Sure, her and Fedha'kialio were always locking horns, so to speak, but even him, she knew down deep, she wouldn't want to get rid of. The concept of being without the ones who looked after her was upsetting, to say the least. She can only imagine how Shairi felt.

"Maybe you will some day. I want to travel some day soon, but not quite yet. I'm not big enough to go on my own."

Her joke may have been less than witty, but Nyunya still found it amusing, a grin baring her teeth. She liked that saying. It sounded like something either of her mothers might say. "When I travel, I'll be with my Liza, so I won't be alone. Maybe even Dharba might come with me, but I doubt it."

She pauses thoughtfull. "I will defiitely stay 'til I am stong enough to travel safely. Then my adventures will begin."

She practically beamed with this praise. Usually, she only got such things from her mothers, who, let's face it, are supposed to say those kind of things to their impressionable daughters. But to hear it from a stranger who didn't know her was quite gratifying, and she bounces a few of her steps in pleasure.

"Thank you," she says with another wide grin. "You must be smart and brave, too, to go all those places."