Harith was lost. Physically and mentally. All that he had known was gone. The dens, the lake, most of his family. All gone separate ways. But for once he didn't feel the need to follow behind his parents heels as he would have done if he were still considered a Pesar. He did love his parents and would like to end up in the same place as them by coincidence, but that was all it was. He was no longer a little cub. He was a grown lion with responsibilities. Responsibilities to his mate.
Mate. No longer a Banu, Seth would never be one of many lionesses in his den. He was now all hers just the same as his old pride's customs had made her his. And he wasn't finding the transition difficult at all. Harith had never really wanted a second one, had barely wanted his first. To throw a young male into the roguelands alone to find a mate still seemed silly to him. If new blood was needed, just sent out a few male parties to recruit new ones. A mixture of female and male would be better. A pair with no ties to the pride could provide a litter that need not have worries about who they were related to.
But this was pointless talk, as the pride was gone.
The lion stood a good few miles from the territory the U'W used to accompany, breathing in heavily the scents of the roguelands he had hoped to rarely smell, again. His ears bent back showed his displeasure at returning. It had been a while since he was last here, however no space between him and this place would be large enough to satisfy him.
Turning his blue eyes on his now monogamous and beautiful mate, he grinned teasingly, trying to lighten the mood of it. "You are now not required to share me." To the Jackal, he merely nodded, not sure what to say to her. "I have more extended family in another pride if neither of you mind checking it out first. I'd also like to visit someone now that I'm free of obligations."
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Poor Adol Harith can't stop flailing. "No, no, that's not why I was talking to you!"
Seth had sought the safety and security of a pride. She and Akida had grown weary of the uncertainty of rogue life and had stumbled upon a home and a strange, nervous little lion. A little lion who had grown into someone stronger. Braver. More sure of himself. It hadn't been long before Seth had found herself quite fond of the scared little lion in the rogue lands. His worry was endearing, his honesty refreshing. Though it was clear he was only out there because he had been forced to be by tradition, Seth considered herself to be a lucky lioness. That nervous adolescent she met in the rogue lands had stayed true to his word in every regard. It was different from what she was used to but our was also nice. Harith had been the right choice. 
Akida hopped along next to Seth with a bit of a smile. She was happy there were going out and exploring again but she would miss the warm safety of the den she had grown so accustomed to. Nevertheless, she was with Seth and that was what mattered.