He often found himself leaving the pridelands to explore the vast expanse of what the rouge lands had to offer. He just liked to get out and see what there was and then come back for a couple weeks and then doing it again. It was an ongoing thing for him. If he hadn't of met Mati, he probably would have left, but he had met her and had grown quite fond of her, even if she didn't remember who he was half the time.Such was life.
It was early afternoon and it was warm, but not unbearably so. It was kind of perfect to him. His orange markings shown brightly against his deep violet coat and bright eyes scanned the area as he padded slowly along. He really wasn't looking for anything in particular today, he was just walking to clear his mind.
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