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Squelch! Qahwa looked down in disgust. It was not the first time that day he'd put his paw down on ground which was less than solid, but it seemed to him that this unfortunate placement was wetter than the last, and the water filling the hole seemed to have a bit of a salty scent. From these observations, he deduced that he had gone too far, and was nearing the coast of the great water. The prospect was not a pleasing one to the coffee-colored leopard.

As a rule, Qahwa made it his practice to avoid coastal regions when at all possible. Those areas which were habitable tended to be inhabited by fierce and fiesty prides of lions with astoundingly acquisitive tendencies and a prejudice against non-lions. One experience with those pirates or reavers or whatever they called themselves had been enough to convince him that he had no desire to return to the shore.

Besides, the water wasn't even potable. It was all briney and brackish and left a body thirstier than before they touched tongue to liquid. He didn't see why anyone would want to live in such a place. He should probably just turn around and retrace his steps, but he'd been so certain that this was the direction he meant to travel. Maybe if he pressed on, he'd find he was not mistaken.

This was one of her first times out of the pride. She was uneasy about it, not nearly as confident as she was in the pride. Her fur bristled as the wind hit it and she let her eyes dart this way and that. Why the girl was out here was because she wanted to bring her mate a kill to show she wasn't completely useless at it. Naturally, she was completely useless at it. She had been out here for hours and hadn't found a thing to hunt. Not a rabbit, not a badger, nothing! She puffed in irritation at herself and continued on. Mud flecked her sides and flanks, coated her legs and even splashed on her face as proof of how long she'd been out here. It was like she was a walking mud monster!

She laughed at that thought and paused. Something was coming near. There were squishy noises coming from nearby and she ducked down as if she could hide. Because being a seafoam green lioness away from the sea wasn't totally noticible. Her purple gaze flicked this way and that as she tried to pinpoint what was squishing so close to her home.

Qahwa hadn't been paying too much attention to his surroundings, obviously, or else he would have noticed sooner that he was heading into watery lands. He did have a predator's instincts, however, and when a shape in his peripheral vision paused and then ducked, much like prey would do, his gaze was drawn to that spot.

He had not expected to see the space filled by a seafoam green lioness with a very unusual coat. Curious despite his caution, Qahwa drew nearer, walking at an oblique angle which was not as challenging as simply walking up to a person, but at the same time brought him nearer his intended destination. He definitely wanted a closer look at this lioness.

And once he had one he was intrigued. She had lovely purple eyes which went surprisingly well with her coat color, and the decorative jewelry she wore flattered her well. He wondered if she crafted it herself or if she knew someone who had done it for her. Seashells and pretty stones weren't really his thing, but he still liked the idea of some sort of decorative adornment. Maybe a tasteful hoop and stud in one ear, just to catch the light when he moved his head. Except that would making hunting more difficult, so maybe not.

"Hello there," he called, confident in his own ability to make friends with anyone and very much interested in befriending this lioness with the interesting pelt. "You don't quite blend in with the scenery, but you do look quite fetching."