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The ground in this area was pretty dry, Mfalme thought to himself as each step kicked up a little bit of dust. It probably hadn't seen rain in months. That wasn't uncommon for some parts of the rogue lands, but he hadn't been in this area before so he wasn't sure if it was due for a storm any time soon. He didn't mind storms, but in places like this the sudden onslaught of water meant flooding, and if there was one thing he was bad at, it was swimming. He always seemed to sink like a stone if he got in water over his head.

A laugh caught his attention and he turned his head this way and that to try to locate the source of the sound. Finally his golden eyes landed on a lioness not too far from him, a bit dusty but quite brilliantly red and grey. Her markings seemed to glow, even! How very strange...and interesting.

Turning his paws in the direction of the lioness, he called out to her so as not to startle her. "I must have missed the meeting that said dust and dirt is funny," he said, trying to come off as nonthreatening. "Or is something else amusing?"

The confidence oozing off the lioness surprised Mfalme a bit. He was used to other lions being a bit intimidated by his appearance. His markings were very strange and made him seem much more aggressive than he actually was. This female, though...she was actually curious and interested. Strange! But a nice change of pace at the same time.

"Mfalme," he said with a little grin as she moved closer. "It's nice to meet you, Resque. And please, if it interests you you can look all you'd like." If he had to be honest her simple but still very angular and bright markings interested him as well, but he wasn't about to go sticking his nose into a lady's fur.

Not unless she wanted him to, of course.

"Family situations?" he added, looking around. It certainly didn't smell like anyone else was around. "If you were laughing I can only assume they're good family situations."

Mfalme had to chuckle as Resque drew out the 'm' in his name as if she were humming along with some song that only she could hear. She certainly had a lot of spunk! He liked that in a female, he had to admit. There was something rather dull about a lioness who was shy and nervous around males, even those that were simply talking to them to be kind.

He turned his head to watch her inspect his markings, amused that she found them so fascinating. When she elaborated on what she had been thinking about he gave a soft 'ah' of understanding, his tail flicking back and forth. So she was out on her own, then. Or at least out on an adventure without her parents.

"Oh, just passing through," he said, grinning again as she hummed his name. "I've been a wanderer my whole life and have been thinking about trying out the pride life, but I'm not sure where to start. I've met some lions from a few different places and the one that's caught my interest the most is called the Stormborn. Ever heard of it?"

Ah, so she was an adventurous gal. Mfalme had to admit sometimes pride lions seemed a bit soft from their lives among a group of lions. He wasn't sure where she had come from although she did have a very distinct look to her that suggested she might be from a more populous pride, or even one that had been around for a long time. Either way, he knew that there were prides out there that didn't have soft lions...perhaps she was one of them.

"Nothing more special than any other pride, I suppose," he had to admit. "But there are tales of glory and treasure and they value strength and might more than the average pride, I would imagine. It sounds as if they go on adventures every day if they so choose and have stories of battles and treasure to prove it. It just seems a bit more exciting than walking around aimlessly."

Plus he had heard they were by the ocean. Even though he couldn't swim, he enjoyed being near water. It was calming to him and the constant rush of waves on the shore could lull him into almost a trance like state. It was rather lovely.

Mfalme watched as Resque thought over what he said. He could almost see the steam coming out of her ears for how much she was thinking. He continued to grin and he wondered what god thought it might be a good idea to place this peppy female in his way to what would hopefully be his final destination. Whoever it was, he'd have to find them and thank them. She'd certainly make his trip interesting at the very least.

"Oh have I?" he asked, his own voice a soft purr. She was very entertaining and he could be as well if he wanted. Perhaps he'd get a little more out of her than just a traveling buddy if they both decided to stay with the pride.

"Stormborn," he corrected, but obviously didn't mind the confusion. "And I'm heading there right now. You're more than welcome to come along if you'd like. So long as mum and dad don't mind," he added, giving her a wink before side stepping the lioness to continue on his way. She'd follow if she wanted to, he was certain. He also got the feeling she wasn't going to do anything if she was told to do it. He liked an independent female and Resque was certainly just that.

"I can't imagine it's terribly far,' he added as he headed off. "So if you did want to visit your family again I'm sure it's do-able. But yes, I'm off. Come if you'd like. I'm sure the trip would be an adventure worth having all on its own."

He gave her a little wink before turning to face forward again, his tail swishing back and forth lazily. Let's see if he could reel her in.