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Rhin's dark form lay nestled close to the rather dry ground of the savannah, still perfectly still some time after finding the spot. There was another lion about, not large enough to have her leave, but far from a cub. The goddess chalked this down as a warning sign she'd come too close to the actual lions of the pride, and while common sense told her to return to the border, her curiousity insisted she investigate further. A jet black ear perked as she heard the nearby footfalls of her subject. Dark violet eyes narrowed and she could just see the shape of a nearly grown lion, clearly one of the pride. Seeming a bit tired and being far too small to do real damage she raised herself from the ground. Still maintaining an appropriate quiet she attempted to slip into stride next to the lion, maintaining a respectful distance and amusing herself with how long it might take the younger to notice he had company.

She stiffened quickly as he took off, noting this as potentionally unusual behavior. Muscles tensed as the goddess froze for just a moment and listened to ensure they were still alone, the Pridelanders hadn't seemed to type to ambush a relatively peaceful rogue, but checking never hurt. Satisfied with her safety she began a full sprint, sacrificing stealth for speed, replacing paranoia with play. Untill the male slowed the goddess was nearly sure he'd been fleeing and she'd looked forward to thrill of chasing down one of her own, no harm was intended, simply much needed frivolity. Approaching the male she was still unsure if he knew of her presence, and the game would become quite boring if it was simply following the male about all day. Stalking prey was fine, stalking other lions was asking for trouble.

"Another lovely morning in the Pridelands," Rhin's voice was deep yet pleasant and contained an ever present, though unintentional, growl.

"My apologies, I let my curiousity get out of hand," A slight smile forming at her maw.

"I haven't actually run into a pridelander in my entire stay in this area. Lack of interaction with others has made me lose my manners I suppose," Rhin in all reality had few manners but the basic niceties and the ability to speak politely, but as she'd been starved for company as of late, she couldn't afford being too rude. Seeing how tense the male remained she stepped back and sat, relunctantly relaxing her body. Her position remained a bit regal, but it was an attempt to be less intimidating. A soft, low chuckle escaped her.

"Honestly, your reception was rather polite in comparison to some of my more recent interactions with our kind."

"Well, as of this morning, I have indeed met one," her features had softened more as the male calmed, eyes no longer narrowed in observation.

"A bit disheveled? Perhaps, but I've looked far worse my dear," she closed her eyes for but a moment and laughed softly, "if you've ever tracked a herd of water buffulo for several weeks, you'll know messy."

Refocusing, she glanced out to past the den and toward the waterhole in the distance, "That would be your den and wateringhole that you were headed to correct?"

Rhin cocked a brow and her smile widened, rather impressed that the young lion would be as bold as he was. Naturally she'd been flirted with, but it was atypically by other gods or, well, at least full grown lions. A young lion that did not fear her on meeting was refreshing to say the least.

"While I my perfection's debateable, I'd be happy to accompany you," she rose to her feet as well, rotating her shoulders and flexing her dark wings, taking a couple steps toward the watering hole before pausing. "Oh, and I am Rhin-yi, but simply Rhin is fine. It's a pleasure to meet you Zeki."

As she looked at the not-quite-grown lion she couldn't help but note that he was indeed rather handsome. Intending to cover any notion that she was staring however, she flashed a quick smile and began at a rather steady stroll.

The goddess smiled as she walked just behind him, watching Zeki from time to time, but only out of the corner of her eye. Had she been born with any real self-consciousness she'd likely have learned how to walk in a fashion other than that which someone stalks prey with, but she rarely thought of how she looked, often staying in the shadows anyhow. Of course she had no argument with watching the male present himself as best he could.

"The goddess of wind, she seems like someone I should have met," Rhin snapped back into the conversation when she heard of yet another goddess she had not met. "All the same, many thanks for your compliments."

Slipping through toward the wateringhole, she paused briefly before exiting the grasses, listening intently for any others. Dark ears swiveled here and there and violet eyes shown through the blades, when she felt once more secure she slipped through and looked almost timidly at the water. She had no fear of the water, but simply an appreiciation for a little dirt in the fur. Accepting that it had probably been too long since she'd bathed anyhow she strolled forward, cautiously, arm deep into the water.

She realized with his comment that she'd shown bit of softness and threw him a confident smile to cover it.

"Hrm, really? But it seems so dangerous," a joking sarcasm seeping through her voice, but to prove the point she slipped down a bit further, parts of her jewelry becoming wet. Pulling a paw nearly out of the water her eyes returned to the Pridelander, smiling sweetly as she rotated her paw in the idly in the water, catching his eye and holding it when she could. After a few moments of eye contact the goddess pulled her paw across the water suddenly, sending a nice splash of water toward the lion.

"See, it attacks!" she began laughing as she said it, barely getting the sentence out.

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He imply stares at her dumbfounded. She just splashed him! What sort of goddess attacks a mortal in such a fashion! He narrows his eyes and raises his paw, snarling at her.

"HOW DARE YOU!" He roared as he splashed her harder. "Don't even get a warning!" Zeki was never one to dismiss play, he often encouraged it if it was initiated and continued to splash at her with his paws, laughing, though wet, forgot about his bath. It seemed like Rhin was quite the youthful spirit or she can just be playful like anyone else.

To avoid getting attacked as being wet was nothing anymore at this point, he darted to the furthest end of the pool.