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Kimya:
Kimya was still new to the pride. She barely even knew her fellow guards. She didn’t grow up in this pride she now called home but it was the best home she could wish for. Growing up in an abusive family traumatized her perhaps that’s why she was a guard to protect others the way she never was. Well that and she was quite a bit bigger than other females of the pride. She doesn’t tend to be very social just because she tends to guard herself from others, she only speaks when spoken to which she doesn’t mind but sometimes she does feel a bit lonely.

She has just been relieved of her duty but she still walks around the pride making sure everything is okay; she didn’t have anything better to do. She didn’t have family or a home so roaming the pride was good for her. Besides it gave her a chance to explore more of her new pride. Something she quite enjoyed. She has only met one of the members of the pride and that was a rather irritating experience; she felt he was insulting her for being a female guard but she was hoping her next one would be better.


Lazarus:
It had been a long, exhausting walk. Buzzards were a sure sign of a kill. Most days, there was a circle to be found within an hour or so of walking. That afternoon he'd walked unil high moon before he scented a corpse. Unfortunately, he had to lie in wait, carefully positioned down wind of the hyenas that had arrived moments before he had. In silence he had waited until the scavangers had picked their fill from the fallen kudu, leaving behind useless tendants and half-chewed bones.

It was enough.

Lazarus had spent nearly another hour breaking the teeth and horns from the skull, pulling the hooves from the ankle bones, and breaking a few of the longer, less damaged ribs off. All he stored carefully in a pouch made of hide that the male carried slung around a shoulder.

Then came the long walk home. By the time he arrived at the boarders, the thin, gangly adolecent was barely dragging his paws. Another long night's work...he'd not be called upon for another day or two while the old Caplata amused herself with the items he'd collected.

He froze mid-step, troubled violet eyes lifted from the ground. The Pesepte wasn't alone...one of the boarder guards. Fantastic.

Kimya:
Kimya spotted the male approaching and waited calmly. He seemed familiar but one can never be too sure. She saw him pause which made her wonder if he was a rogue. "Who are you?" Her tone was stern but kind. She slowly approached the male however sitting down a few feet away.
He didn’t seem like trouble but one can never sure. Was he a part of the pride? Why was he out of the boarders? “What business do you have here?” She gave him a quick sizing trying to tell if he was friendly. But even she knew he can’t judge a book by its cover.

Lazarus:
Lazarus was known for two things- his mysterious nature and his silence. Many thought that the young lion had lost his voice shortly after his brother had been found dead, others believed he'd been born a mute. Only the mama had heard him speak, and he was more than happy to keep it that way.

He eyed the female dully, his eyes unimpressed. A guard of the pride should know the members- most especially those who's role it was to come and go.

The corner of his mouth twitched. It was as much of an answer as she'd get.


Kimya:
She looked at him curiously, noticing the pouch he held filled of bones. She eyed him one again,"Are you a pesepte?" She stood upstayig in ther same place.

She has never met one it was a bit exciting to be honest. She aways enjoyed learning things. She gave the male a slight smile.

Lazarus:
Lazarus starred for a few long, silent moments before giving a slow nod. Without another word or glance he began dragging himself forward once more. One step at a time. He was hungry, thirsty exhausted...but after dropping off his items he had one last stop to make...

Kimya:
Kimya felt a bit of depression in the males essence, but she could tell it wasnt her place to ask. "You okay?" She was worried, it was in her nature to care for others. Even those who wanted to be alone.

Kimya slowly followed the male in the directio he was heading. "Do you mind if i tag along?" She hoped he wouldnt mind. Kimya wanted to learn about his position in the pride. Not only his but the others down the line. But its one step at a time.

Lazarus:
The male ignored the first question, his ears rolling back as his feet dragged on. Tall, boney shoulders rolled under a pelt dusted from his travels. It wasn't unil her second inquiry that the male stopped.

His eyes narrowed and his jaw tightened. No one.... could follow him. Few knew of his den, only one ever set paw near it. The male bristled and turned back on her, his wild eyes a stark contrast to the distant, almost emotionless things they'd been just a moment before.

Lazarus:
He couldn't be followed. Not by her, not by anyone. Damn the Caplata's order to secrecy- he had his own reasons. If even one set of eyes saw the small secret, there'd be hell to pay all around.

He waited, bristled, until the female faded out of sight. His posture slowly melted and his hackles dropped down once more. Still... he couldn't be too careful. Moving silent as a shadow, Lazarus took a short detour towards the Caplata's den.