Zambarau'Kauta padded lightly across the savannah, in search of a little something. The cheetah was already very well decorated, with bangles, necklaces, earrings and flowers plastered wherever they would go. He needed another flower to replace one that he'd crushed in his sleep on accident, and that was what his green eyes searched for as he went along. "I just could've sworn that they were somewhere around here..." He said, mentioning the first time he'd been through here and found those flowers. Nice purple flowers, they complimented his coat well. He seemed somewhat oblivious to everyone and anyone around him, he was so focused in his search... But he felt it was essential to replace that poor flower.