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He'd been out here all day, and what did he have to show for it? Rocks! Not a single gem, or at least, nothing he would call a gem! Everything in his sack of treasures was blemished, faded, and ruined. He wouldn't put these to proper use any time soon, unless someone asked him to use them, but he would insist they use proper gems first. No one deserved mediocre when they could have amazing.

Grumbling to himself, the male kicked the dirt beneath his feet and looked up to the sky. Though he had a good sense of sight at night, he really should be getting back. If he weren't back soon, his Mother would send out a search party for him! And he was a grown adult! The idea of a search party made him sigh that much harder, if only because he knew it was true. She'd done it at least five times before, he had no reason to doubt her abilities this time.

The star he needed to follow home was being a tricky fella this evening. Shining brightly in the sky, then fading to near invisibility for random periods of time. He'd never make it home at this rate. He could follow his own footsteps home ... if only he hadn't been wadnering aimlessly for hours. Cursing his own bad luck, he held his head to the sky and walked toward his guiding light paying no attention to the area right in front of him.

The sudden collision definitely knocked Melanj for a loop and for a moment he thought he had hit a rock. But then the weight began to crush on him, and he realized a rock most definitely wasn't the culprit. Rocks didn't simply fall on top of you, regardless of whether you bumped into them! They were solid solitary objects! So then, what on earth was on top of him?! He was in the process attempting to roll over and check, when whatever it was crawled off and began to utter apologies.

Getting to his feet as quickly as possible he finally realized the other was simply another lion. A very nervous lion, but a lion just the same. Tilting his head a bit, Melanj looked at the male quizzically before waving his paw as if to shoo away his worry. "Whoa, whoa, whoa ... calm down there! It wasn't just your fault ... I mean I wasn't exactly watching where I was going. It's cool dude, we're good here!" Chuckling as he talked, Melanj felt around for any bumps and bruises. Nope! He was good to go, and his sack of jewels was even still intact.

"Nope, i'm alright, how about yourself! I know you had some cushion to fall on, but still no injuries?"

Melanj let out a chuckle at the other male's joke, "Good, i'm glad to hear it! You need not fret over me though, i'll be alright! I've lived this long haven't I? I'm sure a little bump or a bruise won't bother me, had I received one! You seem to worry a lot, you shouldn't do that, you will go grey far before your years." Shaking his head, he smiled up at the male to let him know he was half joking. Though he was partially serious, he wasn't the type to really worry over things. But he was the type to complain ... but only when it came to his jewels.

"Oh this?" He asked, shifting his shoulder a bit to switch the satchel's position. "I usually use it to carry my gems. I'm a crafter back in my pride, I specialize in gem cuts. And there are usually quite a few gems to be found around these parts .. if you know where to look. But either i've lost my touch, or i've used up all them gems in the area, because I hardly found any on this hunt." Shrugging his shoulders a bit, he zoned out for a moment. Was he really losing his touch? Was that even possible? Or did he simply need to hurry someone much strongeer to break more rocks for him to mine through? Surely that was the case, he wouldn't accept anything else for an answer. He would look to hire someone first thing tomorrow.

"Oh, sorry I haven't introduced myself! I am Chameleon, of the Kizingo'Zaa." Dipping his head in a polite manner, he awaited the other male's reply.

"Imrahil the rogue then? Its good to meet you!"

Feeling more comfortable now that the two were on more formal terms, Melanj pulled his paws under him and took a seat across from Imrahil. "So tell me Imrahil, what is it that brings you out here so late? Are you a nocturnal? Or simply lost? If you're lost, I could help y'know! Being a gem scavenger i've had to learn a few tricks of the trade to get around. I could share them with you if you'd like?!" Pausing for a moment to rest his voice, he quickly picked up where he'd left off.

"Or, if you're simply looking for a place to rest your weary paws. You could follow me back to my pride. We welcome visitors, especially those accompanied by a known member of our pride. I could vouche for you, if that's something you'd like.

Chameleon nodded his head in understanding to the lion's way of life, his older brother's mate was the same way. Aunt Nema loved the night, she always spoke of spending it with the stars and was even the one to teach him how to always find his way home. That's how he'd come to never get lost, and had managed to teach quite a few lions the same trick. "I understand that lifestyle quite well, my Aunt Nema is the same way. She loves the night, spends it all outside of her den, and then sleeps away the morning." He smiled fondly remembering the first time he had ever asked her why she was always so tired.

"Would you now? Well that's quite exciting! I think you'll enjoy it where I come from, we're a friendly bunch and very excitable when it comes to visitors." Chameleon's tail flicked back and forth in excitement. "Whenever you would like to head out, i'm more than glad to lead the way!"

"That sounds like a grand idea, I always enjoy listening to stories! Whether real or obviously not real. A tale is a tale and there's always fun in that!"[/color Again the male flicked his tail in excitement as his maw curled into an excited grin. He truly did enjoy listening to the stories of others, and his would be no different.

"In fact, now i'm quite excited to get started! Shall we head out?"