A young and energetic red lion cub had been wandering out of the border of her home, recently. Padding about around the sandy ground, she paused herself, as she peered to the sky. It seemed to be telling her something, almost as if an image was being drawn into her head. A light breeze kept her at trance as her eyes seemed to grow less in colour, but the pupils widened greatly.

A picture appeared in her mind, of a creature, part dog, part wild. She'd never heard of such a thing. Maybe it was just a figment of her imagination. With a shake of her head, her concentration broke and she found herself all alone, on the hill, the breeze slowly disappearing once again. Quirking a brow, she looked around. This was the second time she had predicted a vision in the past few days, although she had yet to realize it.

Turning to face the lower hills, she saw a dog like animal straying lonely into the desert. What a fool. She double took the moment, and blinked. Was this deja vu? Rolling her eyes, she padded down the hill, excitingly. In mid stride, she was once again interrupted, which led her falling to the ground. She laid there still, her pupils dialated, almost looking psychotic. As feelings inched away from her, her jaw shot open, exposing her pink tounge.


Jeuri wandered through the desert, wanting to get away from his pride duties for a while and be alone. Although it didn't seem like the best place to be, he loved the desert, always had. Ever since he was a pup, he loved the feeling of the sand beneth his feet, the sun on his back, the clear skies above his head. He had time to think, which he also loved to do.

But a sound disturbed his thoughts, and he glanced over to see a rolling ball of red coming down the hills at him. He raised a brow as he noticed it was a small cub, female by her scent. He hadn't seen many lions, but he knew this one couldn't hurt him, since he was larger, for now.

"Excuse me miss," He said, his voice low and soft, "Are you alright?" He looked at her with mild concern, unsure of what to do. He didn't know how long she had been out in the desert, and it could take its toll on anyone, even one so young.


The little cub lay still for a moment, although she seemed to hear voices or atleast one at that. After a few seconds of the future, she heard a blue and white blobbed thing mouth things off to her. Although it wasn't clear, she heard him speaking. Twitching, her tail began to bat rapidly on the sandy floor, as movements started to return to her body. Her eyes slowly peered open, as the first thing she saw was the creepy wild dog creature.

"I saw you before, half wild half dog." She seemed to choke on air, but the message came out. As her voice became more clear, it was almost silent and soft. "... ... why have you returned to see me?" She really didn't understand. The previous vision she had encountered was almost exactly how this was going. She was extremely confused. Closing her eyes again, she laid back down. How exhausting.

Jeuri raised a brow at the lion cub curiously, sitting on his haunches. "I think you may have had too much sun. I have never seen you before, young one." He said, standing so that his shadow cast over her and gave her some shade to cool her off. "My name is Jeuri. What shall I call you?" He wondered if this young lioness was a seer, he had heard of them before. He had never met one though.

The cub returned her view upwards, looking to the creature. "Theres no such thing as too much sun. I've had more than enough since the day I was born." She eyed up the animal, and then got off of her bottom and stood up. "My father calls me Kiunguza, although why do you tell me yours?" She peered around, and then looked at Jeuri again.

"I suppose you don't know my position around these here parts. I'm a child of the current king of these lands, so you do anything to me and you'll be in for some trouble!" Kiunguza backed up a bit, trying to look threateningly. It didn't seem to be working, though. She still had yet to know if this dog mean't her any harm or not.

Jeuri raised his brow again at the lioness, and a small smile curved his lips. He had always had a soft spot for younglings, of any stature or race. "I tell you so we will not be strangers any longer." He said with a smile, then cocked his head to the side, "A princess, you say? Ah, that's quite nice. I don't meet many royals."

He wasn't surprised at how she reacted to him, most lion made thier cubs know about hyenas in these parts, and the younglings often mistook him for one, just because he was similarly built. "I mean you no harm, and I definitely don't want to get your father ngry. I only wish to talk."