Yaretzi had just finished patrolling the pride lands for the first time in a long time; having just recovered from child birth she'd been kept in the cave by an over anxious baby daddy and had not been allowed out until she'd nearly mauled him for the fresh air. Unfortunately; as a result she wasn't as up to date on the happenings of the pride as she would have liked to be; and though she knew one of the kings was now dead (the one she'd had to fight to get into the pride) she did not however know who the new king was. Though Xi had been doing his best at keeping her up to date despite Xantus' intervention of keeping her stress free.
Even worse was the fact that she did not really know any of the pride members that had been in line for the throne and she'd most likely look a fool if she were to ask someone. So; rather than being an informed adult; she'd decided that the fact that she was mostly under the radar anyways meant she wasn't likely to run across the new king for a long while. And she was extremely comfortable with that train of thought and completely believed it to be true.
But; what did it really matter anyways? Not being a member born into the pride she'd passed through a lot of lands of many different kings and had seen some come and go. The circle of life some called it; and in this pride who was to say how long an Aran'shale would last anyways?
Note: I needed to edit it to make something a bit more clear <3
