Fedha yawned as he slipped through the rogue lands slowly. He'd been back in his home for a few days, enough time to begin sleeping more regularly and to get Ausi off his back. It was annoying as hell when she was mad at him, and worse because it made him feel guilty and he was disgusted by that emotion. She was probably the only lion on the planet that could make him feel such a way, any longer.
His sleep, though returned, was more annoying than ever. He was still disappointed to not be receiving visions, and instead he kept have similar dreams. Regular, boring dreams of other lions, and even other species. He'd been in all of the dreams, which was ridiculous because he didn't make friends or know that many other beings, and he definitely wouldn't make friends or even enemies with some of the species he'd seen. He'd avoid them because they were filth, simple as that.
What the dreams reminded him of, though, was a vision he'd had many moons ago. Luckily he had a very nice memory, able to recall things from as far back as his time as a small cub. Well, with some things anyhow. He remembered the vision perfectly, it had to do with teaching about his ability, or perhaps learning of others' abilities. In any case, Fedha had not been interested in that vision at the time. But now, with his gift seemingly gone, he'd do anything to get it back. And if there were others... maybe the same thing was happening to them? Besides, he was a bit curious of hour other ways the visions worked for liones. Ivie got it through touching others and they were direct visions of that lion.... others were even different than that. Could he see visions through touch?
In any case, he had to figure something out. His gaze narrowed as he stopped his walk, floating over the pride rock way in the distance. "s**t." He hissed slightly, ears twitching backwards in an annoyed manner. How had he walked this far already? He looked around slowly and then toward the sky, trying to assess how long he'd actually been walking from his den. "I need to stop doing this.." He muttered fairly softly to himself, shaking his head irritably before moving forward again.
Well, whatever. He would need water soon, and the pridelands was as weak as any other pride and seemed good to just go through whenever you wanted.
