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Curiosity overcame the old lion, as well as a touch of humor. This next one was a little different that many. Little may be underestimating it. He seemed to have quite the confidence in himself. Which could be good...or a touch dangerous.

He offered a nod, gathering up the offering before droping it into the flames. He could feel his eyes slightly watering from the heat, even though the early evening brough cool into their small valley. He could see a little of the lion in the smoke. If he wasn't careful, he could be a little much for the clan he was to go into. Though, it seemed that he had some interest in the pride as a whole that was genuine. The old lion relaxed, clearing his throat before he spoke.

"You belong in the Bird Clan, Mavunde." He said quietly. "Go with pride, as well as respect. Your new home awaits you, as I am sure you do as well."

The next lioness to approach was young. And quite pretty, actually. She seemed a little nervous, but the old lion was only surprised with the ones that weren't nervous at all. Surrounded by strangers, accepting their fate, it was a very important day for them.

The white hair burned almost instantly, but the smoke lingered in the air. It was a very basic story. Tawa'di was mildly surprised about how many Pridelanders had made their way over here. He knew of the lands, and what they held. Perhaps the children born there wanted something different.

"Ma'rihn, your bright, smiling face will be most welcome in the Mantis Clan. You have an infection smile, and you will certainly keep the hearts of all high. Welcome home, dear child." He offered a smile.

Though only a ghost of a smile touched Hai's face, there was true warmth and relief in her eyes as Tawa'di offered her kind words.

"Thank you. I will try to deserve those words." she assured him, then moved away to allow the next lion to approach Tawa'di. He'd seemed like the kind and capable sort; she liked him. And the Earth Clan? That seemed to fit her, she thought, and she wondered if that was where her son had ended up.

A dizzy spell hit her as she moved towards the group. Hai slowed, closing her eyes against the reeling world and the sudden increase in the cries of the Hungry. Soon, she promised herself. Soon. Then she might eat her fill, and feel like a living being again.

((So sorry just got back from holiday))

Hakima arrived with his gift, it was a few feathers of various colours that he had found laying around. They were beautiful and so he decided they were more then good enough for a gift. He stepped forward towards the elder lion and laid the feathers down by his feet. He hoped that these would be good enough.

"Hello... I am Hakima and I have brought this gift in hope that I would be allowed to stay in your lands." He was a little shy and was obviously submissive. He wasn't even sure what to do which made him feel a little awkward but he hoped he would be allowed to stay as some of the others here had been.

Hakima nodded at the old lion,

"Thank You, I do hope that is true."

The Shadow Clan. He smiled to himself repeating the old lions words in his head. A home at last, after all it was what he wanted and here he had been given a home and placed in a clan. Now all he needed to do was to find the rest of the clan members and to meet them.

Tawa'di brushed the necklace into the flames, sorry to see it go. The choice of what to offer was up to the participant, and perhaps she felt like it would show what she wanted most out of her life. The smoke rippled upwards as the flames consumed the necklace.

"Bright child, Etana'Dalila. Your excitement is visible in yourself, as well as in the smoke your offering has shown me. You will reside in the Sky Clan, where you will discover yourself and your purpose there. You will have much to learn, but your personality will shine through, and you will adapt well. You will become a child of our lands. So, welcome." He finished with a nod.

There were so few to go, and he was greatful. The moon was shining her glow on the lands below, where the flame's light did not reach.

Worry was plain on the young lioness face as her turn finally came about. Ruko'miale usually wasn't one to over think things in such a way... But, when trying to enter into a pride with ideals and traditions so different than the one in which you were born, it was hard to be carefree. Though her mind was indecisive, her paws had apparently already chosen for her. Slowly, she came before Tawa'di, bowing her head low as she sat before him.

Carefully, she slid a bracelet from her paw, placing it before him. It was simple, and crude at best. Crafted from bone, and rabbit hide. It was the only physical tie that remained from her life within the Motoujamii lands. A gift from her father. And to see it burn would bring her nothing but joy. A true and definite release from the darkness and violence of her past. A new start.

With the offering before the old lion, she again bowed her head to him respectfully, her tone kind and nervous as she spoke. " Tawa'di... My name is Ruko'miale. I have heard much of your pride from one of the younger members... " She spoke out slowly, her mind drifting to Kohana. She wouldn't dare hope to enter the clan of his family. Right now her only thought was to be accepted at all. " I give this offering in the hope of being accepted into this land... May I stay..? " She asked him softly.

[ Quite alright, Saf. ^^ ]

Shadow Clan... Then she would see Kohana once more! A smile split across her maw, nervousness replaced quickly with joy as she gave the old lion one more bow. " My thanks, Tawa'di. I have faith that I have followed my path correctly. Please be well. " She returned to him, before finally raising to step away and allow the next lion their turn before the male.

A sigh of relief escaped her as she padded away, finally feeling comfortable enough to take in the peaceful land. Her step was slow as she made her way to the members of the Shadow Clan. Her new home... No matter what the future held, she would not doubt this peaceful path.