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Dareia loved coming down to the lake, especially moreso since she'd met Nywele. She continued to wish she stumble upon him again, for their meeting was one Dareia found herself nable to forget about the handsome god whose mane trailed the ground. But, even so, the lake still held a certain alure to the cub - even during the day.

While traveling around the lake, Dareia had glimpsed a strange sight. Just a few yard in front of her, she'd seen a flash of dark blue, previously sitting atop a pile of rocks, that then disappeared over the edge. Her curiousity piqued, Dareia felt her paws speed up, rushing toward the pile of rocks. It was only a minute until she got there, but once she did she was left with the task of climbing over them, to see who had fell over the other side. And so, she began to climb.

"Urgh..." she grunted a bit, working to get to the top. Sure, she loved to explore, but it was usually upon the flat ground that she did so; almost never did she find herself climbing to work towards something. But once at the top, she beamed to herself - she'd made it! It was so gratifying, yet so simple. For a second, she forgot the reason she'd climbed up in the first place - caught up in the brilliant view of the lake. Once she remembered, she turned carefully and began to pick her way down the pile.

Dareia's climbing down the rock pile was quickly halted when she came face-to-tail with one not her own. Studying the tail for a second, she found it to be a dark blue, with the fluffy tip of it a jet-black. About to speak to figure out who it was, Dareia realized that a tail meant that a butt was far behind, and scrunched her face up in mock disgust. She then attempted to scramble back up the rocks, but found it didn't work so well. Her paws slipped and she found herself flailing, tumbling in the air overtop the other, and landing with a 'thud' on the ground before the other.

Dareia watched what she identified as a male cub as he stood up; an action which she quickly saw to be a rookie mistake. She'd done that, too, before; and it had sucked worse and worse each time - but mostly only because she felt stupid for continually standing up too fast. She stifled a giggle as he explained the sudden prickling sensation Dareia knew he felt in his head. Other than that, he looked fine; didn't seem to have any cuts from falling off the rocks, as she was quite sure she didn't. It hadn't been that far of a fall.

As the male padded over to her, Dareia smiled. He looked like someone she knew; or possibly even met before. But she quickly dismissed that, and attempted to nod. Only, it didn't work out so well due to laying flat on her back on the dirt-laded earth. "Yeah!" She said quickly, happiness laced in her voice. She always loved to meet new friends! She rolled over on to her stomache, then slowly hoisted her body up with her striped paws. Flicking her tail happily, she smiled softly and nodded. "I'm fine! Are," she giggled a bit, "you?"

Dareia giggled at Namir, already enjoying his company more than most. He was very humorous, and it was definitely in his favor as a dominant part of his personality; even now, minutes after tumbling upon him, she could tell. "My name's Dareia, great to mee you, Namir!" She grinned wide, truly meaning it. She could tell their meeting was going to be one she wouldn't forget soon. When speaking her name, she usually found some way to slip in her being the Sultan's daughter. This time, she left daddy out of it. For what reason, she couldn't speculate, but presumed it was because she was afraid Namir would feel bad for her falling, even when it obviously wasn't his fault.

Flicking her tail, Dareia felt her body convulse with giggles; though it was a very lame, and presumably over-used joke in a situation like this, it was still very welcome as a small point of conversation. In this laughter, she found that she had been quite correct in his being comical; and she was very glad. "Do you have any brothers?" Dareia inquired suddenly; the thought of where she'd seen someone like him before still hovering in her mind like a persistent fly.

Dareia's first reaction to what seemed to be the starting of a joke was to c**k her head, and to start racking her brain. After a moment's hesitation, Dareia shrugged (as much as a lion cub can), and decided upon, "I don't know, but I'd sure be hungry if I had to spend all afternoon with a rabbit." She figured, because she didn't know the punch line to the joke, she'd answer it literally instead - and as she figured this, a smile played on her lips, awaiting his answer.

"Oh!" Dareia startled as Namir mentioned a name that she quite clearly recognized; a name that played fresh in her mind. "Cairo! I think I've met him. He's, uh..." he falterd for the right word; something correctly descriptive of the odd, young cub, but also something that wasn't harsh in the slightest. She eventually decided upon the word; "Formal. Very, very formal," she repeated, a smile spreading across her face. He was one of the only cubs in the pride that acted as if he was already a pad; and it was strange. But he seemed nice enough, Dareia thought.