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Valerius had been out and about, stretching his muscles and keeping himself fit. Though times were quiet, that wasn't a reason to get lazy. He worried that something could crop up out of no where, and he wanted to be ready to defend his home, and his family. Of sorts. He felt happy that he had followed his sister here.

With a soft sigh, he was returning to the caves to check on Tahari. She had been doing better, but her grip on her visions was still shaky at best. Hopefully it had been a good day, and she'd be in a good mood.

Hm? He glanced upwards, noticing the striking white wings against the rich yellow-orange on the bird that was lingering around. Strange, he didn't recognize it. He looked up at the bird, wondering what it was up to.

He blinked, betraying his surprise as he hadn't thought the bird would speak. Not because it couldn't, but because it probably wouldn't. Well, it had a bit of a more feminine voice, but Valerius was no expert on birds.

"Hello," he replied, nodding as well. Seemed like a nice thing to do. He watched her hop, lowering his head a bit and inspecting the bird. Nothing stood out, and he didn't "feel" anything with his Seer powers, so perhaps she was just lingering around. She was just a bird, so why did he worry? Was he already switching to that old grouchy way of thinking?

"Just stopping by?" he asked, groping for a reason as to why she seemed interested in this place.

He smiled. "Nice to meet you, I'm Valerius." Interesting that a bird was curious about a pride, but perhaps she was one that just liked to know what was going on.

"This is the Refilwe'Oluchi, a pride that is about punishing the ones guilty of crimes against their fellows." Hmm, maybe that wasn't the best way to put it, but he wasn't sure how else to word it. "It'd been quiet, lately, which must be a good sign." The rebuilding of the pride helped with that, perhaps. Knowing that you would have to pay for your crimes might be turning the minds of some.

He nodded. It was a valid question.

"It is held through a judgement of sorts. The Elohim, who are like the judges, hear both sides of the stories, and weigh each one to determine if the accused is guilty of their crimes, or perhaps the victim had been the false accuser. I'm a Malakim, one that goes out to capture the presumed guilty party and brings them here for judgement." His tail twitched as he thought about that. Sometimes it must be easy, but if it was a murderer...that is what made their job risky.

He shook his head. "No. I follow the orders given, so I put all my trust in our King and the Elohim. I'm certain that they would only be firm about bringing someone back if it was serious enough." Nothing was perfect, and no one could See the truth, always. It was a risky idea, but comforting to the lands around them.

"We haven't had much to do lately. I hope it isn't the calm before the storm." His biggest worry.

Valerius shrugged his shoulders. "It is what we are here for, what keeps us together as a pride. Some prides don't have a purpose, only a safe place to live. We have that, but something that drives us. It keeps us together, too." It wasn't only a place to live. Not really.

"Besides, I'd get a little fat if I didn't have anything to do," he smirked. One reason why he kept himself exercising. "We react to the victim. We don't go out looking to create trouble." Which...it could look that way.

Valerius shrugged. "I serve Justice, as she is my mother. I fulfill this need here greatest, and here is where I shall stay. I am certain some gatherings, or prides, may not like us, but it is hard to please everyone." He shrugged, amazed that a little bird was challenging him, or the pride as a whole. They had never worried about the smaller species living around these lands, but perhaps they could sort their differences and conflicts themselves. She did say that she was passing through.

"A warning or challenge otherwise, word that spreads may bring the more curious to see us," he nodded.