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Uri wasn’t an idiot. If he were going to trespass into any land to get an easy meal - out of laziness mind you because he was a fine hunter – it’d be in the Pridelands. Half the lions were friendly beyond belief. The other half were usually pals with those who were so they were usually calmed down by said friendly lions. Therefore it was a greater chance of food than in the Southlands, no annoying cheetahs from the Duma’bara wanting a ruddy chat about the weather and no snarling righteous lions to run from.

He also wasn’t an idiot in that he knew a small cub was trying to follow him. Stalk him even... though the small reddish thing needed to learn a few things. Like his Kari, with her pink fur, its reddish colouring stood out against the grass more than it’s more olden brethren. Coming from upwind didn’t help. But all he did was smile and keep walking towards where the Pridelanders taught their cubs to hunt hares in the long long grass.

“We’re getting close to where I want to hunt little princess. If you could go back to your nannies and mother, I’d appreciate it. If I can detect you the hares can.” Uri growled without even looking back at Tufah. He slunk through into the longer grass and stopped striding along in the way he knew made himself look fabulous, long limbed with a sleek form, glossy fur....

Now he was all business. He was hungry and he really didn't need a tag-a-long.

It was Uri’s turn to pause and he turned his lovely eyes to stare piercingly down at the cub. It was cocky, proud and odd even by lion standards. It clearly thought it was the best thing on four legs. She’d strolled up, laid out her terms and was trying to either force him or charm him into what she wanted with threats and a sweet little grin.

It reminded him a bit of himself when he was little. Only a smidge though because Uri was the best thing on for legs, thank you very much. He hoped his fangy grin coupled with the silky tones of his voice confused it. It was nice to try to be scary-beautiful rather than simply stunning. Uri loved acting up to his audience.

“I’m a cheetah. I could kill you in seconds sweet heart and run off faster than your pride could blink. Didn’t a rival king manage to wander in here and kill your last ruler like no one was about? Security is low.”

Uri laughed. Really! He wasn’t good at playing a villain and he chuckled his ‘evil’ act away – that was short lived. Uri was more suited to be an amorous Romeo, and Tufah was far too young for that. Had she been a lot older perhaps her bite and charm would have been interesting to pursue but as she was it was just endearing. He did have a bit of a soft spot for cubs...just look at how he’d ended up looking after Kari for a while, just because the sweet little cheetah hadn’t been able to count!

“Fine, dear. My name is Uri. Stop with those thank yous sweetheart and stop prancing about like that – it’s only one lesson! Never actually seen anyone dance for joy before. You’re being too loud.” Maybe he’d better just try to act like a teacher and get it over with.

“Tip number one...”

She'd actually done it!

Tufah was elated. True, Uri had had to kill the hare for her after she - barely - caught it. She'd been too busy wrestling to keep it down to end it's life. But she'd still hunted! Successfully! And while he'd been the one to eat it as the silly skinny creature obviously needed the meat more...

She was the one playing with the remains. Her prize from her kill.

Tufah let go of said flesh and looked up at the cheetah with equally narrowed eyes. How dare he talk to her like he was one of the nannies! Or her mother! VILE? He was sick looking for all his sleek fur, with his so-skinny-he-has-to-be-starved buil. All she was doing was playing with what was rightfully hers and she was a cub! That's what cubs did!

...but not ladies? She was a lady...a lost princess...huh. Curiously she just had to ask, because she just had to know it this was another lesson this cheetah could teach.

"Oh what do you know of ladies?"