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The Mane Wolf walked around the animal and chuckled to himself that sounded some what like a deep growl. The he stood beside the animal and grinned, ”Well then, if it’s alright with you, mind if I join in your merry walk? He took a few sniff towards the animal and could tell that he could be one to own a very offensive odor. For now how ever, he smelt rather clean, but of course, every being had it’s own scent. Even different patches of grass had their own identity. Scent, something Tu related everything too. He had memorized many scents, and this animal’s scent by far would be the easiest to remember. Offensive, yet… friendly, in a weird kind of way; In any case, this was an individuals way of identifying… things. The long limbed wolf simply stood next to the pig until he would start walking, or denied his presence. If that was the case, the wolf, almost half excited about that particular moment, would chase this hog off his lands, and if possible, use his flesh as his next meal. For now how ever, the pig was safe from the hound’s jaws.

It was the first time as well, for him to be hanging around a lesser mammal, but it felt alright. There wasn’t any thing out of place or at least he seemed that way, and he was content just standing next to something that didn’t run form him, or try and chase him off. Looking back down to Pumba, he gave another sly smile, ”My name is Tu, and yes, I’m the only wolf in the immediate area.”

Tu looked to the pig and began his slow, slow walk. The pig’s short legs wouldn’t be able to keep up with him without moving to a trot, and he didn’t want to break this animal’s comfort in any case. Looking up he sniffed at the air for any possible dangers, and smelt nothing. Looking back to Pumbaa he gave a less sly smile and friendlier, he was trying his best not to be a p***k about any thing, the animal had so many flaws, from the way he stood to the way he blinked. But some how, the wolf found it interesting enough not to point out, it almost seemed to look perfect for him, Pumbaa pulled off, humble and comfortable very well. Something Tu found hard to do, well not being humble, but being comfortable or content with any situation. Any thing could go wrong, at any moment, and he had grown up to stand on his toes and be ready for any thing. ”Pumbaa… It fits you nicely. So what brings you to these parts? Simply wandering I presume.”

Looking away he listed to Pumbaa, he quietly thought to himself. When he was done talking he looked back down, he was used to it, and obviously from the tone f voice, could have nearly lived with any one who could accept him. He smiled and chuckled quietly, ”You know, living alone isn’t all that bad. You don’t have to worry about what other animals are going to think of you. I live alone as well, but I’ve actually learned how to enjoy my solitary life style. It’s really quite nice. Lately though… The first time he let his voice get bitter, ”Things have been walking right into my territory not heeding to any of my borders… Looking to Pumbaa, his face shifted and smiled again, ”But then again, look what it’s brought me. An interesting fellow to talk too!

Looking down briefly to Pumbaa he smiled and slowed his pace so the wart hog could walk comfortably. He sighed, as he felt relaxed. Taking a quick look around he noticed that there wasn’t any sound coming from the jungle. He paused her looked around, a deep growl emitted from his throat, intimidating to say the least… Looking to Pumbaa and with a bark commanded him to the floor of the ground, “DOWN!” Turning quickly he moved to a high stump with a single bound he was to the top and looking around. Off in the distance there were the sounds of deep growling and the sounds of trees crashing to the forest floor. He looked back to the wart hog and smiled, ”Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you, it’s just that there’s been strange things going on lately, and I didn’t want you getting hurt. It’s strange… Birds just drop out of the sky, but it’s only seconds later that there’s the sound of thunder. I’ve also seen other animals drop and quickly after the sound of thunder. I can’t really explain it… but I don’t think I’ll be staying here much longer.”

Tu stood next to the pig for a second then began to walk off in the opposite direction of the sounds. ”These events aren’t to be trifled with, if I where you, I wouldn’t settle here…” He slowed down after a few steps remembering that Pumbaa had a much shorter stride. The pace he kept would be more than a comfortable speed for the hog. The sounds continued and he growled deeply as the sound of thunder echoed through the air, it was more close than last time, looking down to Pumbaa he picked his pace up and in a more rushed tone he spoke again, ”I hope you can keep a good pace, these sounds are close enough to kill us.” He hadn’t wanted this, but nobody ever did, so he would do what any other animal would do, pick up themselves and move on with their life else where. Already many of the pray had moved away from these parts and hunting was getting even harder since the thunder began to haunt the forests. ”So tell me Pumbaa, have you been to any quiet prides lately? I’m interested in moving else where…” In fact this was the moment he decided he was going to move, maybe to the Pridelands, they where not to far away and they accepted almost any one who had a decent head on their shoulders. If he played his cards good enough he would be able to live alone and not be bothered by any one within those lands.