That familiar roar. That familiar yelp and giggle. Retreating steps with conjoined laughter. The male's ear twitched before raising his head. It was before morning, at least the sun has not risen over the horizon just yet and the moon was still setting. It was safe to say that it was almost dawn and if he knew right that giggling and roar was none other than that duo. His step-brother and his nephew. Looking down near him was a small piece of meat, most likely left by the two. Trigger smiled. Those two were so weird sometimes, too kind for their own good.

He yawned softly and stretched out a bit before he felt something solid against his side. The strange feeling caused him to jerk back with his claws extended, fully prepared to attack and maim. At least, before he saw what it was that he hit. Beside him was none other than the female that he has been traveling for almost two moon cycles, Mwana. He sighed to himself before resting his head down, curling around her resting form a bit.

It was not too long ago that she decided to stay with him while he sought out the group of lions. He was trying hard to soften up, but he could not help but be rough... he was rough with about everything. He just needed some time to learn how to control himself. Then again, he had his entire life to do that and has yet to keep his rage under control. If he had not promised Mwana that he would protect her, he would have already thrown a tantrum for her a long time ago. Hopefully, that will never have to happen. He was large, strong, and big, throwing one would almost garentee someone getting hurt.

With a soft smile, at least for him, he looked over Mwana's sleeping form before settling himself still. Until she awoke of course.