Ezeoha was definitely fitting the stereotype that Tia had imagined him to be in, because really, his thoughts did not usually travel much farther than between his legs. Only when females were not present was he sound of mind and able to show off his intelligence. Truthfully, Ezeoha was a smart lion whom had learned from his father not to be too trusting. Of course, his trust could easily be gained when a female was waggled underneath his nose, as Tia had been. So, while his food was getting stolen by Eztil he was busy with... other more primitive instincts. He could see that Tia was totally in to him, and could see the glances she snuck at him. He was thinking that he was the one doing the manipulating, when in fact it was Tia who was manipulating him (at least he was happy with being manipulated - it could have gone a lot worse for this Pridelander).
"Really," he told her in a voice that had subtly become more seductive. Ezeoha continued to guide her towards the watering hole where they could become secluded from the world in the thick underbrush. He wasn't guaranteeing that no one would know that someone was there and doing what Ezeoha planned to do, but he could guarantee that he would thoroughly enjoy himself, and that they would generally go undiscovered.
Life was great... even if he didn't realize his meal was already gone by now.
(( THE END ;D ))
