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Pikelis knew that Clerm was worried about Sata, and Sipho was being very uncooperative about giving the yellow and green bird any information. It was hard for the female bird to help her friend if she could not get anything from the two males. The bird sighs to herself and wonders if she can find Sata and get something from the source of the problem. Information from the cat's mouth would probably be best anyway, rather than from the smart-mouthed bird's beak.

Pikelis saw Sipho flying away from the sleeping area that they shared with the lions, and she settled on a branch until he was gone. Sure now that she was probably close to where Sata was hiding, the bird few onward, and found Sata on his hammock. "A lion back in bed already? I would not be surprised, if I did not know how unlikely to nap you are, White Paws." She settled on a branch just above his hammock and give a little happy chirp at him. "What has you hiding in your hammock? Should I fly away and warn everyone of some monster come to get us?" She was trying to get a smile out of the lion.

Pikelis hopped down onto Sata's one paw, forcing him to keep it still. She sat there, cute as could be, watching his muzzle from her perch. "And here I thought you might have something interesting for us to report." She sighs and looks bored. "You are just no fun, White Paws." The bird grins and give his face fur a friendly peck. He might not be HER lion, but she did like Sata, quite a bit. She wondered sometimes why her Sipho was so cruel to the kind lion. Then again, why was Sipho a pain to anyone? She wasn't sure about that.

Pikelis shifted and wiggled as she sat down on the paw. She looked nearly ready to go to sleep. "You should be preparing for new cubs, and yet, you are here on your hammock all alone, looking distraught. What is in that fluffy head of yours?" She was not easily thrown off her target. The bird was quite stubborn. She was pretty sure it was why Clerm, Sata, and Sipho liked her so much. That and the fact that she cared.

Pikelis kept a close eye on Sata as he answered her question. "Your hammock is ready, yes, but there is much more to preparing for cubs." The bird wondered just what was bothering the male lion. Had what his uncle had done bothered him so much? Perhaps it had, since it was family. If that we're so, the bird thought maybe Sata should talk to his mate or some of his other family members. That one aunt of his had just returned not long before this whole mess had happened. "You think you have changed? Perhaps you have, but not enough to be a different lion than Clerm loves."

Pikelis wondered if Clerm's experiences could be used as examples. The yellow and green bird had spent many hours pulling out Clerm's life story, and she knew the lioness had already told Sata about all of that as well. "Clerm has changed from what she was,has she not? She had her first litter and the experience that lead to them and then she came here and the pride helped her through everything. I thing she and the other lions can help you if you let them." The bright avian looked a bit smug as she settled herself further onto Sata's paw. "You worry too much, White Paws... like that dark lioness with the silver markings."

Pikelis tilts her head to the side as she thinks. There was something she was forgetting about that lioness. It bothered her to think she might have missed something important. Oh yes the reason the lioness was so down. "Her one brother tried to kill the other... is this all over your father and uncle? That dark lioness is your aunt, yes? If you are bothered by the same thing, speak to her?" It made sense to the bird anyway. She might not have been the most clever creature in the world, but she did have a brain.

Pikelis nipped playfully at Sata's paw, careful not to hurt him. She wanted to get him moving, but it was a bit more work to fly up and pull on his ear right now. "I heard from the older lions that your aunt used to be almost as proud as the exiled one." The bird really did stick her beak in things sometimes especially to hear tidbits from some of the older warriors. "Sipho has other talents, I like helping?" It would have sounded much better if she hadn't thought it questionable herself.

Pikelis really hoped she helped Sata because Clerm would be lost without him. "Eggs will come when eggs come. One cannot rush eggs with lazy Sipho." The female bird gave a cheeky little chirp, which showed she was joking. She loved her mate and knew that he was as eager for eggs as she was. The lions having cubs had gotten the birds wishing for chicks of their own. Being parents had become their dream and they could not wait to fill that dream.

"It does not hurt. You like." Pikelis chirped in a mock scolding tone as if the lion were a troublesome chick. She knew she had not hurt him, and that he was teasing. That just meant she could tease him right back. "Lions change, Cloudpuff. One cannot always tell what another has been by what they are now." It was true of many creatures, not just lions, and the bird would use this truth to drive her point into the lion's fluffy furred head if need be. She might be a little bird, but she had more than a lion's share of determination to help her keep pecking until her point got through.

The little bird chirped happily at the idea of many cubs and chicks around the hammock and nest. Pikelis would be very happy if that happened for the two couples. Cubs were fun to play with, and chicks would be amusing to sick Sipho on. She had a feeling his snark was going to take a very different tone when chicks did hatch. He was always playing tough, but she knew he had a very big soft spot. "I am working on getting him motivated. You could help... poke at his ego for me." It was a sure fire way to get the male determined to do something.

"Perhaps I will when I want to, Saagar'Tarang." Pikelis chirped happily and looked very smug as she gazed up at the lion. She enjoyed making nicknames for the male lion, though she always called Clerm by her name. At least the nicknames the female bird came up with were nicer than those her mate was prone to. There were times that she wondered why the lions put up with Sipho. SHE found him amusing to tease and had other uses for him. But what the lions saw in him, was a different story altogether.

"I am sure when you ask him that, he will redouble his efforts." Pikelis chuckled and flapped her wings enough to hit Sata in the nose before she took off. The bird landed on a tree branch above his head. "You need to get up, Sata. You have been a lazy mope long enough." The little bird would resort to getting Clerm if she had to, but she wanted to force the lion up on her own if she could. "Go talk to your aunt, or your mate, or something that is not laying around in your hammock."