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Þekja'Hrími had been semi-alert in his persuit of trying to climb a tree, while having a mouthfull of Antleope blocking most of his vision. As well as making the blue leopard move awkwardly. He wasn't as well camouflaged as others of his species, so.. when hunting bigger game he had to be creative. Which usually entailed playing ' Death from Above ', with the prey animal. It didn't work out so well, sometimes. Although, it was more than amusing when a branch would fall on them. Obviously, not a branch he was on.

Þekja was getting a bit impatient though, considering how hungry he was. But he never liked eating on the ground. If there was one thing he hated more than hunger, it was someone else stealing his food!

...Although, Jackals were at a tie in the list of hate, as well. Annoying little things.

Þekja'Hrími only grunted as the wind shifted, it was bound to do so. Today was one of those awkwardly windy days, and luck be to any who were out hunting the normal way. Not that the leopard knew much about that. To have any sort of luck in hunting, he'd have to live in the mountains. Though the thought was tempting, there would have to be reason to do so. He did like the colder weather, but that wasn't vindication.

As his luck stood, at this point, his food was on a lower part of the tree, then he was. It had slipped from him, unfortunately, so all that hard work had gone to waste. At the very least, though, the slip hadn't broken one of his fangs. That would have been terrible.

In that regard, he was lucky, the leopard mused while scaling down to his food. He wasn't so lucky, in the fact that he could feel a hungry stomach glaring at his catch, somewhere. And that stomach wasn't just his.

Pale blue ears twitched at the sound of anothers' voice. Oh goody, he wasn't just paranoid. There actually had been someone else! A sigh escaped from him, knowing he might be a little grumpy during this interaction, thanks to the lack of food in his stomach. Þekja'Hrími peered down below himself and his dangling meal, to see the bearer of that voice. The leopard was expecting female, considering the voice had been feminine, although.. a few instances in his life told him not to be so quick with that judgement. Thankfully, the other creature was, indeed, female. A Lioness, no less..

It was common decency to talk back, correct?

" ..Uh, good day to you. "

Þekja'Hrími listened quietly to the lioness as she spoke. His first impression of her was that the red and black lion was.. odd. To say the least. The comment she made about ' not going to take anything ', though, just made the leopard think that she would. Perhaps that was just him being paranoid, though. It was probably bad formalities to remain in a tree, while your company was on the ground, wasn't it?

The azure hued leopard slithered down the tree, hoping that this wasn't a trick. Though, if she did try to attack him, he might have a shot. Might, being the keyword. But she seemed too nice for that.

" I'm willing to bet that the wild wind, has been messing with your hunting. "

Again, Þekja sat quietly and listened to the others' words. He didn't doubt that the wind messed up her hunt, nor did he doubt anything else getting in the way. The comment the red spotted lioness made, though, was curious. Head in the clouds, eh? The leopard wasn't aware that there were others in the world that could be so easily distracted while hunting. He knew the expression meant something about a crush or some such, but he'd never experienced it. Fancied himself more a flinger, than a lover. Both having there merits though, one could assume.

Medium blue eyes peered up at his medium sized antelope meal, dangling in the arms of the tree above them.

" It's fine, I suppose. This would be the first time no one has tried to steal my food. I could spare half of it, since you've been down on your luck. "

Well, that was interesting. Even amongst those he'd come across before and made that same off, they usually took it. Thanking him greatly, but still taking the food. He hadn't come across an individual who declined the offer, let alone so chipper. Though the lioness didn't know it, Þekja hadn't worked all that hard for the prey beast. In all actuallity, it had been happenstance. Delightful happenstance, but still, happenstance all the same. He was actually going to try his luck with some gazelle, but an antelope had wandered aimlessly away and under the leopards' tree, whilst grazing. So, with a happily curled tail, Hrími had dropped from his perch and onto the back of one very surprised animal. ..Which didn't stay surprised for very long.

" Not really. The Gods just decided to share today, I suppose. "