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"No, I told you, you're smelling things," Phosphor muttered to 'himself' as he walked alone through the pride he now called home. He hadn't grown up among the Stormborn, but for most of his life he'd been here. As an adolescent the pride he had come from had been scattered and Phosphor - as well as his inner demon - had found a new home for themselves here. Phosphor loved the pride dearly but there were still times when his heart ached for home, for other lions who had demons, for those who shared his beliefs. He was starting to let go of the light pelt predjudice he had, but it was easy to see how it had affected him through his life - his two Thralls were both mostly white and the few females he had courted all had dark pelts.

A familiar smell had caught his demon's attention a while ago, and today the scent had picked up again. Phosphor was trying to reason with Asmoday, though. There couldn't be someone from his pride here. The demons had become a pride once again and he was sure he was the only one that wouldn't have returned. He must be dreaming.

"Look, we're following the scent and so far nothing," he said, trying not to sound disappointed. "I'm going to keep looking! Calm down a bit, eesh." He rolled his eyes at the silent voice as he continued to walk, keeping his eyes peeled for anyone that might look familiar.

Some splashing caught Phos' attention and he turned to look, his ears perked forward with interest. A striking red female he'd never seen before that somehow looked oddly familiar was pawing at the water, her attention completely focused. Her exclamation of the water being cold made him grin a bit and he changed his course to trot over to her. As he could closer he could feel Asmoday start to grow excited.

"Hello," he said as he approached. "Ah, fishing?" He leaned over the murky water, catching sight of a rather fat fish swimming around in the swirling mud that had been kicked up. 'Ah...that looks like a nice dinner."

Usually fresh meat was brought in for the pride, but with the ocean at their disposal sometimes dinner came from the sea. Phosphor wasn't too keen on fish - they were slippery and had tiny, sharp bones that had to be spit out - but he knew others considered them wonderful.

The sudden reply made Phosphor's ears pressed back in surprise. He blinked his two-tone eyes, looking at the female with a curious expression.

"You do? I don't think I've seen you before," he said, although even as he said that he realized that her markings were very familiar. Not only that but her colors, bold and bright but still deep in hue, reminded him so much of his old pride.

He was quiet for a moment before venturing a guess. "You...are a demon, aren't you?"

The name rang a very familiar bell in Phosphor's head. Yes, that was a very large portion of the pride. It made sense, really...she looked like every demon and yet none at the same time.

"That does make things easier," he agreed with a little chuckle, glad to have met yet another ex-demon. It seemed the Stormborn was a place they gravitated towards, even if they didn't stay.

"I came here on my own," he confirmed with a nod. "Although not long after I joined here I found a slave from the pride and took him as my Thrall. He was very glad to see a familiar face. I'm Phosphor by the way," he added, finally introducing himself. "I'll have to ask for your name as well since it's slipped my mind."

"Mm. He was actually out in the rogue lands and I happened up on him. Ashta, although his full name is longer than that. It's what I call him, though," he said with a little nod. Back in their old pride Ashta had saved him from drowning as a cub, and ever since then he had taken a fast liking to the mostly white male. He had seen to it that he was treated fairly when other demons were around him, and now that he was 'his' Thrall, he made an effort to give Ashta every luxury a Thrall could afford. His own nice den, other Thralls to oversee, and now he even had a mate.

"Oh yes, it's quite big," he agreed, grinning. "It makes it quite exciting, though, I think. Everyone's always got something to do, somewhere to be...I like it. Some of their customs are very strange," he added, agreeing fully on that. "But it's nothing I can't get used to."

He tilted his head a bit, looking at Botis with a smile. "I'm glad you found this pride as well. It's always nice to see familiar faces, even if we've never met before now. I'm glad we bumped into one another."