Lleshena's head had been reeling ever since she had met that strange male by the name of Viktor. She felt strange, here she was.. an old gypsy lioness whom was growing older and older each day... and she was side railed by a male no older than her adopted son! Her thoughts were getting the better of her, causing her to drift back into a deep daydream when she heard her name called...



"Lleshena!" The deep male voice broke into her thoughts with a firm grip. He couldn't help but chuckle brightly when he saw his adoptive mother shift out of her thoughts to look at him with a dumbfounded expression. Trying to stifle the amused sounds coming from his own mouth, he shook his head. "I was asking you which herbs you think we should plant this early in the season?

Lleshena opened her mouth to respond but then suddenly grew very quiet.l "Shush boy... someone approaches..."