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Having left the ruins for a while she breathed a sigh of releif. Ever since Camelia had a guy staying over, Givenna had been slightly jealous. "Who cares..." She thought as she padded away from her home. She was off on her own for a while, maybe she could find her own man, Someone to call her own. Hell, screw that idea. She chose to be single and it was something she loved, but maybe she could at least find a friend. With another sigh, she settled herself under the shade of a tree, too tired from the morning's heat.
Enjoying the mornings rays of sunlight, Count continued on his stroll at his own lazy pace. Who was there to impress these days? Psh surely no one of his stature he mused with a flick of his single tail feather, shifting leathery wings at his sides he continued on his stroll for his pleasure no one elses.
Having just settled, Givenna sighed. It was after she had settled her head on her paws that she heard to footsteps of another. Wonder who was about she raised her head. She heard them coming closer and soon she saw them draw closer. At least it was a male, rising she smirked, she could have some fun now. She made sure she got into his line of sight and flicked the end of her tail. Keeping her gaze locked on his she watched, and waited.
She caught his attention instantly, what had been a solitary walk had been revoked by anothers presence. His eyes scanned over her, admiring the female form you could say, with a faint smirk he nodded his head in greeting before coming to a stand still and watching her. Curious of the lass out in the middle of no where..
Smirking Givenna kept her strong gaze. When the lion got close enough she switched from a smirk to a smile. "Good day..." she started as her eyes scanned over him. "What brings a lion such as yourself out and about all by your lonesome?" It was somewhat of an interesting question as she was alone herself. Still she kept her smile and her direct eye contact. It was nice to at least be talking to someone who wasn't gaga over someone else.
"Apprécier les fruits du soleil, mon plus cher.." He replied, thick accent weighing heavily on his tone as he swept to a low bow with a grin. "Je suis le compte. Son un plaisir de vous rencontrer..." He introduced himself.
Givenna was flattered even though she had no idea what he had just said. "Is that french? Why M'Lord I love french..." She said with a soft smile and she rose to give him a bow. "A lion that knows a foreign language sticks out to me," she continued as she looked him over. "There are few lions that know english besides their own slang terms for english." Her voice was thick with admiration as were her eyes, her tail flicking back and forth.
"Pourquoi oui il est.." He sent her a grin, shifting his wings he lowered himself into a sitting stance. He didnt know english, but he could understand it. Puffing out the cuff on his coat, he mused over the young lass once again. "Son une vraie honte quand ceux de la terre, ne peuvent pas parler la langue de la terre.."
In a broken reply she was able to say, "Mon nom est Givenna... Je suis heureux de vous rencontrer." She knew little in French but she thought she gave him a fairly decent reply. She wasn't fluent really in any language but she had been able to pick up bits and pieces of languages. "I am sorry, I don't know much." She responded in English. Although she could understand the french, she couldn't speak it very well. Watching him she hoped she hadn't offended him.
He perked up, and grinned happily at the sound of her french. "Oh très bon. Pas au mauvais, votre Français est un plaisir à entendre. J'essayerais l'anglais mais son un bruit que ma langue ne peut pas tordre dans la fabrication." He flicked his tail and chuffed happily, oh what a delight this lioness was.
She smiled as she knew she had done so well. "Please, join me monsieur. I know little but I wish I knew more. The language is how you say... beau?" The tip of her tail flicked as a genuine smile came across her face. "What brings you around this secteur?" She was trying to use as much french as she knew to make it easier on him but it was truely a difficult task. Where did he come from and how had he grown to know such a beautiful language? If only she knew how to ask in his language and be fluent in it. That was her wish, he one and only wish right now.

Givenna found herself staring at him, how the language could hold her in its grasp. It took her a moment to respond but she finally came to her senses. "Bruits comme une affaire juste..." She said with a smirk. Her tail curled around her as she watched him. "But where do we start?" That was the hardest thing to figure out. From there she could move on and he could tell her the same thing in french.