[PRP] The Perils of Leadership (Jendayi'maat + Rahmara)

[TheWishling]

There was something to be said for the Pride that was beginning to blossom under her paws. For the lions that were coming together from all walks of life, for the Pharaoh she'd pledged her life to. Something about him was just...It was pleasant. In her mind, she could spend the rest of eternity hear and never mind. Her paws carried her across the sands as she looked up at the night sky, taking pleasure in the cool of night and a hunt. With a solstice having just finished, she was still in good cheer, eyes sparkling in delight. Perhaps something fascinating would happen!

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[Khit Khat]

Rahmara made his was along, the sun had seemed to chase after him all day as it has now disappeared and was taken over by a dark starry night sky. The breeze was coll and refreshing after a long hot day, he had been traveling for a while and would soon need to stop to refresh with water and hunt some prey.

The sand felt interesting under his paws, he was new to this land but he felt comfort in it. As though he had been here before or perhaps had never left. Each step sunk in and he could feel the grains against his claws as her ran on. His pace was slow but steady and consistent. He could feel the air through his mane and the sounds of the night in his ears. He kept his green gaze steady and aware as he carried on into the night.  

[TheWishling]

Khit Khat

A smile curved the lioness' maw as she saw another figure wandering through the lands of the Canjawa'Yashi. Trotting towards the large male, those pale blue eyes gazed over him ,curious. What was he doing here? The shifting sands could be dangerous if you did not know where you were going, "Good evening." Her ears were flat against her skull, not out of animosity, but from the fact that they were useless to her anyways, "What brings you to the sands?"