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Umo padded slowly and surely; his dark paws tight against the ground as the creatures of prey came closer into sights. His crimson eyes focused on the four legged beasts, with hooves sharp as snake teeth and ears as senstive as Umo's very own Whiskers. His shoulders rolled slowly as he stalked, his tail low; his body low; his hopes high. He had not practiced his hunting in such a long time; he had been eatting frogs along side his mate. Now was the time for a true meal, a meal for his family. Stepping lightly, his senses flaring he moved in to attack; only too have the shout of someone frighten both him and the zebra. He balked, watching the striped meals dash away; as Umo did not even try to chase them down. He knew he couldn't. Looking around sternly for the creature that dare interupt his hunting; an odd colored cub came into view not far away.

His soft heart gave in and he found himself not to angry anymore; just annoyed. sitting down; he looked over and spoke in his monotone voice. "Well, if you would do something more smart for your part, something might. Shouting aloud to oneself can cause hazards... for both you and others young one." He said, his voice deep and flat.

"What does it matter what I do? If I want to shout, I will shout. If I didn't then I would not have to." he snarled. "Now, if you would please not lecture me I would appreciate it, Umo." he added. Umo? It would seem his abilities has worked it's way into him again. Often times he would know something without actually having to know it, speaking the stranger's name was a quicky vision of the future when the lion must've gave his name, perhaps? "What is your name?"

Umo watched the cubs reaction and blinked slowly. Then his name was spoken and he stood quickly. He had not said his name. He looked about. "You just spoke my name." He said down to the small cub with a cocked head. Perhaps Umo had said his name already. He shook his head, sitting down again. After seeing that God, he was ready to believe anything. "Erm, It is Umo. Umo of the Kusini Mwenzi." He said, blinking. "And you are?

Umo watched the young cub, curious of his eye marking and the way he spoke. He sniffed the air and looked about, to see if perhaps someone was around other than this cub, perhaps someone he knew. Blinking; he shook his head. "I suppose. I am very picky about my prides and found the Kusini very pleasing." He said, crossing his paws and laying down; now longer angry at hte this cub for loosing his meal.

"Long name you have... any way. I was hunting when you shouted. In a way it was not wrong, just at the wrong time!" He said with a slight smile.

Dumu smirked, "I wander with my brother and parents. We tend to run around a lot, mostly following my father." unbeknownst to the male was that his father flew as he was a God. Dumu had to get a better grip on his powers or else he'll blurt something out again.

"Thank you, I like my name, however to save you to trouble of saying it call me Dumu or Ed if you like. Dumu more preferable." The red furred cub shrugged and sat down. "Then forgive me for my shouting, if I knew then I would not have." Did he just contradict his last statement? "Would you like to continue hunting? I would not mind helping a bit."

Umo nodded. He seemed to meeet a lot of wanderers or... were they called rouges. Yes, that is it. He sniffed the air, looking to Dumu. Blinking crimson eyes he spoke again. "I will call you Dumu. I prefere short names. That is why I chose my name." He said with a smile. "Easier to remember" He added, reaching foreward with a paw to stretch. He had been so still while he was stalking his shoulders hurt. "That is alright. I am done hunting for now."

"So, not to be rude or anything but you have very unusual markings? Family trait?

Um nodded in agreeance, though he found that he marking on this cubs face was... familiar. He blinked quietly, remembering the god he had seen a while ago. The very eye that had been on the gods cloth, over his eyes. Umo shook his; perhaps it was just a fluke. "I see. Well, you got many good things from your father then. You are a very polite fellow." He said, since Umo knew alot about fatherhood. Happily though.

Umo could not help but notice the eye on the boys forehead. He wondered if it was really blinking.

Umo felt ashamed for a moment for staring at Dumu's mark. It was not polite to stare or to mock or to do anything disresepectful. He shook his gaze away, his tail falling flat. "I am sorry Dumu. It is very familiar to me... I met someone once with that mark. The same odd eye." he said flatly. "But that is no excuse for me to stare. I am sorry, that was very rude of me" He added, reaching over to knudge Dumu lightly with his paw. Not to be mean or annoying, but just a knudge of appology.

Umo sensed that Dumu had taken intrest when Umo said he was a father. "I have a daughter and an adoptive son." He said, closing his eyes in a smile. He was very proud of his daughter and son. "I have a mate, back in the swamp lands as well." he also added.

Umo nodded his head excitedly. He hadn't been going insane when he saw that God. That Athrun! He Looked down to Dumu. "Yes, that was him presisely. I did not know that... gods could have children. I suppsoe it must be true then, because that is the very mark on his... eye area." he said, motioning around his face with a paw. "I thought it was a dream that I met that fellow but it must not have been. If you are his son." He said almost amazed like. He could not image being the child of a god. What a wonderful thing.

Umo looked down at Dumu and saw his changed expression. He was confused for a moment; before he shook his head easily. "Oh-no. No, I found him when he was young and took him in. I am his second adoptive father apparently." He said, looking down at Dumu. "I am not of that kind of lion. I could never do that, of late. "I took him in and he grew up and left. Like all lion cubs should do eventually." He said with a comforting smile. "And If I were to meet a lion who did such a thing as steal a cub, I just might loose my temper!" He said with a chuckle, tapping his forehead lightly with a claw.