Sekayi had been wandering aimlessly through the rogue lands for what seemed like a long time now.
After a while, he stopped keeping track of the cycles of the sun and moon that marked the passage of time. The memories of his birth home were becoming more and more spotty, although he would never forget his mother and siblings. Sometimes he felt lonely, remembering what it had been like to be surrounded by familiar faces.
The large pale lion had met many strangers and seen many sights along his nomadic life. It hadn't been all bad, however he was more than ready to settle and end his life of solitude. Sekayi found himself in the deserts approaching what looked to him like civilization.
He'd been chased away from less friendly prides in the past, and had developed some anxiety over approaching established groups, but he would still give it a shot.
-_Wish of Tevarae_-
Started a thing for whichever SoA you see fit to welcome a newbie!
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