-Oh for crying out loud... Mufasa dug back into his mind.. back to the days of his youth when they used to run around 'fleeing' any play with the girls for fear of catching the imaginary illness. Oh well, he'd lied so far, he might as well try to come up with a good excuse.- "Cooties are tiny tiny little things that reside on lions necks. They're too tiny to see.. but they're what helps a mane begin to grow.. and guide it to the right place. Once you've a full mane the cooties have all been used or lost."
"Girls on the other hand.. since they don't grow manes just get really really constantly itchy when cooties get on them. But don't worry, you can't catch them from just playing together or anything.. only from all that lovey dovey stuff."
-Already he was imagining the conversation that was likely up and coming with his queen. A soft scolding on not to scary the children and lie to them.
Mosi's words were a happy distraction and he nodded.- "Sure, it's settled then, this way." -He motioned softly over his shoulder, before turning his massive form about to lead the way.-
.:. Ye Olde SoA Guild .:.
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