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Oh, good! He had showed up again. "I did! Thanks," She said, because Aluka had been raised with some manners, though she didn't always care to use them, particularly with the Stormborn. Kree was a nice little bird, though, and more deserving of being well treated. Especially if they wanted him to be doing them favors.

"Thanks to your suggestion, we're working on a 'blood sacrifice' to lure the sea monster – I mean big fish, over." She explained. "We're going to try to get a container and put some blood in it. What I wanna ask, if it's not too heavy," She had no idea how much extra weight it took to make flight impossible for the gull. "Do you think you could carry it further out to sea and drop it? We want the big fish to be able to smell the blood, but if we just drop the water here we don't think it will. If any of your gull friends would help, that'd also be great." But she couldn't go promising a shark meal for every gull, sadly. As much as Aluka could guarantee she'd snatch enough meat to keep one or two birds happy, she couldn't count on the other lions being as kind, especially since she had no idea how big the monster would be, or how hungry her companions were for its meat.

"I had no idea you were a seer. This isn't about that."

Ru had been taken aback momentarily by Munyu's sudden talk of seers. It was true, of course, that a normal viking would have had a foretelling cast before it set out, but that was not something it had occurred to Ru to miss. His interest in what Munyu's mother did was far more practical. Of course it would have been convenient to have a seer along who could simply point the band in the right direction, but evidently Munyu wasn't one of those.

"It's more about the priestesshood. Do you know much about their rituals? I believe we would have more success with this blood thing if we could emulate the Stormborn summoning rites."

Ru had never been present at any priestess's attempt to summon the gods or spirits and so he had absolutely no knowledge of how such a thing might go. He could only guess, and guessing wasn't certain enough for him.

The male squirrel watched as the big cat turned and left, and the rock he'd thrown completely missed, falling harmlessly to the base of the cliff and rolling a short way onto the sand. He was so mad he began to dance around, throwing dirt and pulling his headfur out in clumps. All that effort, for nothing! At least the nasty predator wasn't climbing the cliff anymore, though, so he supposed there was some benefit. However, the lions did not entirely leave, but seemed to be doing further plotting. He bared his sharp little teeth aggressively, trying to think of how to drive them away. Perhaps the female had a point. Bring the bitey fish, and the lions would learn better than to mess with the ocean! He bobbed his head at her and placed his head directly next to hers. Much squeaky whispering ensued, with many eager or agitated tail twitches. Those squirrels were up to something!

The squirrels were definitely up to no good. Quick as a wink, the two disappeared from the lion's sight, and scurried out to the edge of the cliff that jutted quite a ways out into the ocean. They were actually beyond their official territory, but it was time for drastic measures. They scampered nimbly down the cliff face, the waves crashing below them and making the rock slick in places. They completely ignored the water, though. No, their goal was closer, high enough up the cliff to be safe from the waves.

Nestled within the nooks and crannies of the rocky cliff were the homes and nests of the seagulls. Now, the squirrels and gulls might share nearly the same space, but they did not get along. The brilliant idea the big male had had was dual-purposed. With the gulls circling high overhead, focused on the band of cats, the squirrels had free rein in the nests, and made good use of that time. Gleefully they began to hurl the eggs into the water, or against the rocks half-submerged in the seawater. Not all the eggs were fresh-laid. In fact, some were nearly ready to hatch. The carnage, while small in size, was horrific in casualties. Bits of shell and small, limp bodies floated gruesomely in the water.

There. The bitey fish would surely come now, and chase away (or eat!) these great mangy predators! The squirrels kept flinging eggs as long as they possibly could, darting the now furious attention of the local gulls.

"Blood is good, tasty, bring it out with luck." He agreed with a quick bob of his head. He ran his orange beak through his white and gray feathers as he listened to her. Something about a blood container, which made sense. If they could draw it out deeper, the waves would carry it and the beast would smell it and hopefully come in closer to the shore to find the source and a bit of a lunch. The edges of his beak curved slightly downward at the thought. Gulls weren't the largest or strongest birds and it might take a few of them, this he knew. He'd have to coerce a few of his feathery friends to lend a claw, but he might be able to. Some were gathering merely to watch the bizzarre spectacle.

"Can try, can try, need enough wing power. How heavy is container? If too heavy, might not be able, but if light enou---"

He gave an alarmed caw and flared his wings. At first, it seemed as though he would take flight, but he thought better of it and hid behind the lioness. There was a predator here... Okay, there was a lot of predators here, but now there was a flighted one and he certainly felt uneasy. It ate a gull chick, which gulls were guilty of doing to other birds now and again. He was uneasy to go back into the air. He clacked and ground his beak uneasily.

"Big bird hunt gulls." He stated in a matter of fact tone as he studied the brightly coloured predator."Might attack us if we go out."

Ru's planning and scheming was thrown off pretty much completely by a movement from the water that soon turned into one of the largest creatures Ru had ever seen walking out of the water. The way the water sloughed off his skin was not normal, but then there was a lot about the creature that was not normal. Like the fact that he looked like someone had crossed a fish and a lion and then decided just for fun to give the result wings.

Oh, Stormlords. They'd gotten a god's attention. That could either be very good or very bad, depending on what happened next.

"Stormborn, hold," he commanded. He didn't want anyone being stupid and heroic and trying to attack a god. Experience, painful experience, had taught Ru not to attack gods. He'd not been inclined to do so even before that experience, but now he at least had an example to point to if anyone questioned his decision not to do so in the future.

"I am attempting to lure a sea monster to shore so that I can take one of its teeth in partial completion of a quest I was given by my warlord," he said, trying to keep his explanation succinct and yet descriptive.

Munyu stopped, going slack-jawed and wide-eyed. He'd never truly seen a god before, so he was unprepared for the moment. Near by, the vulture was still clacking her beak, but the pale lion opted to ignore it. He looked over at Ru, listening to his words, then back at the curly-maned fish-lion. "We promise we wouldn't kill it... We just need a tooth, that's all."

The vulture waved a wing at the lions. "See? Stupid lions do worse than get big-fish, they get big-fish-lion-God!" She let out a clacking laugh, before spreading her wings and flying up to join the squirrels. Leaning down, the vulture did the best of what could be called grinning. "You right, stupid lions get it now!" She then pointed at the other bird below with a wing. "And Nondo not hunt, Nondo vulture, vulture eat things ALREADY dead! Stupid-bird get facts straight!" The little gulls were already dead when she plucked them from the sea, therefore fair game to eat. The living ones or ones yet to live, she respectfully would not touch.

When one of the mortals spoke up, Bahari'nswi focused on him, his coral pink eyes narrowing slightly. He had ordered the rest to hold, so perhaps he was the leader? Yes, definitely, as he was the first to offer an explaination in regards to what was going on. Unfortunately for the mortals, the explaination had only confirmed exactly what the God of Fish had suspected them of doing.

His light frown deepened ever so slightly. "First, you refer to Our creations as 'monsters', then to reveal your intention to rob one of them of a tooth." He shook out his mane somewhat indignantly. "You mortals are either very brave or very stupid."

The large God took a step further on to the beach. His ears flicked forward as the more inferior creatures spoke up. Perhaps he should teach these mortals a lesson, although that wasn't exactly in his nature. He just wasn't so easily angered. One of the other lions then spoke up, a pale one. This one looked somewhat more impressed by him, which was always a good thing. There was very little the God of Fish loved more than a bit of awe. Bahari'nswi raised a brow. "We see." Perhaps these mortals weren't so bad after all, although the idea that they could remove a tooth from a shark without killing it was quite laughable. Maybe they could figure something out.

"We are Bahari'nswi, the magnificent God of Fish." The God flexed his wing spines once more before lowering them slightly, as if he was relaxing his muscles. "The sea is populated mostly by Our creations, but they share the sea with others. Others that are so large, so ugly and noisy, they are truely monstrous." His face scrunched up in disgust. "Whales and dolphins are the worst. You have never experienced creatures quite so obnoxious as them." Bahari'nswi looked at each of the lions present. If they were from a sea-based Pride, they probably ate his creations too, just like the whales and dolphins. Mortals had their uses though.

"Tell Us truthfully; are fish a part of your Pride's diet?"