He was an 'adult' now, or so his father had said, and with adulthood came a certain amount of freedom. He was permitted to wander outside of the 'nursery' now and as such, he had taken the opportunity to run as far as he could away from it. He'd never much liked the place and was his father's son through and through in that respect, but he had heard whispers of the new pridal leader and his own considerable distaste towards the idea - suffice to say that it appeared Ram had the same mindset as his father and reacted with hostility towards the idea of a nursery.
Alas, it was how he was raised (in part) and as such Euphrates couldn't hate it completely. He had enjoyed his time there, especially with his siblings, but now it was time to make his own mark on the pride and as the only current seer, or at least the only adolescent one, he was doing so ever so subtly.
This afternoon was somewhat different though as he had the intention of simply exploring. He wanted to see the far off places he had never been allowed to see before. In fact, there was one place in particular he had wanted to explore and that was the sight of one of the old dens, where so many had lost their lives - it had been many years now, but even so, wounds ran deep in the pride and in his own little way, he wanted to pay his respects too...
Armed with a small boquet of flowers he had gathered on his way down, he padded towards the area which to this day, was fairly deserted...
