Phy couldn't quite recall exactly how long it had been since she had meet Kivuli out in the rogue lands..but what she did recall was that he had helped her out of a jam. One of the numerous ones she always found herself facing in the lawless expanses of the open Savannah and that since then things had only gone from bad to worse.
To put it quite simply Phy simply wasn't cut out to live her life in the company of rogues..she was far to meek and easily trod upon to carve out a suitable living for herself and it was more due to luck then any talent on her part that she hadn't been seriously hurt or maimed..or worse.
Of course she hadn't taken up the helpful lions offer when she had first met him - she was grateful yes..but how on earth could she foist herself upon his pride and his good graces simply out of the blue? It would be unbearably rude and she just..couldn't do it. Then.
Now however - was a completely different story and Phy had swallowed the last bit of her pride and minced her way towards this pride he had spoke n of. the guards of course had stopped her and she'd muttered and sputtered apologies until at long last one of them asked who she had been looking for. He had supposedly gone to fetch Kivuli but now she was left here sitting with the other guard in awkward silence. She sighed..when would her life not be awkward?