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"Me too." The little fox replied. Being raised in the rogue lands, she supposed her parents had reason to worry about her well being. Still, if that was the case they wouldn't have just up'd and left now would they? Sahar's childhood was certainlly confusing to her, she was even more confused by how lion's childhoods worked. They lived in different prides with different rules, and sometimes, like Neirin, they didn't live in prides at all. "Are you happy?" She asked. "I mean, being out here and all..."

Loneliness. If there was one thing the jackal had never considered herself being, it was lonely. She had mostly lived her entire life alone, besides her childhood of course. That being said, Sahar had never really had travelling compainons, she played with cubs when she wandered near prides, but that was about it. "You should find somebody to travel with then."

She shook her head no. "Not at the moment..." A travelling partner would be fun to have. Someone to talk too. To hunt with. All in all a travelling buddy would be nice to have. "Say... Do you have anywhere your planning on going to?" She asked.

Sahar went through her head trying to remember exactly who lived in the pridelands. "They're all lions there..." She said, certain this was correct. Sahar wasn't to keen on joining a lion based pride at the moment. Although that could change, Sahar didn't think it would change all that to soon. At the moment she was quite content wandering around until further notice.

"Maybe..." She considered others of her kind wandering around in the company of lions. Of course, they probabley weren't terrified of lions; in fact they might like them. The Pridelands weren't evil, they were- much like Neirin, nice folks. "I'm not sure if I'd like to go visit them yet or not..." She quickly explained why she'd visit them. "I like to visit a lot of prides and packs, that way I can know if I'd like to join one... Because, it'd be nice to feel... Safer than out here."

"I'm going out there first." She guestered towards the moon."Appearently there's something called a "desert" over there. I've never seen one before." She said in a slightly curious voice."I've only seen "sand" once before, but that's what a desert is supposively made of." The little fox walked over next to Neirin and pointed behind him. "I've already seen a lot of prides and packs out that way..."

Sahar nodded back. "You too!" And at that she left. She seemed to zip this way and that through the grass, avoiding dangerous things unlike before. Perhapes because she was less stressed? In any case she climbed ontop of a large rock that noticeably stuck out above the grass. When she made it ontop she shouted out to the lion a distance away. "See you later Neirin!" She grinned, proud for remembering his name. Or at least what it somewhat sounded like if she got it wrong. Then The fox yawned herself. She needed to sleep too. Talking with a lion was so exciding and scary that it wore her out! The den she had used last night would sure surfice as shelter for the moment. After all, it wasn't like she was in too big of a rush...