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Unknowingly to the lion before the tree it had been previously occupied by another. A lioness, in fact, who would probably go obscured by the male in any case by the native growing, long grass and the strategic idea of being downwind from any larger animals than she. Namely, a seldom agressive but nonetheless existant male lion, a pack of incredibly desperate hyenas, or even the sun for that case. Anyway, she seemed to be safe for the time being. She had only begun to doze off.

The female lioness, called by the shortened name of Najila, was unusual to look at, mainly because of her spots. Her face, hind quarters, and front paws were designed in a distinct grey with randomly placed darker grey spots. The rest of her was a stark white, somewhat dulled by the dirt that was only inevitable to accumulate anyway. She too also sported a girlish mane, not as large as a male's but interesting nonetheless, which fell over her right eye. Speaking of her eyes, they were a soft blue, almost opaque in color. It was not unusal for one to think she be blind as they were so translucent.

OoC; Sorry so short! XD

As you could expect, the lioness did not take his sentiments of being a calm being lightly. The greeting pierced through her as if a gunshot had fired in the distance, her eyes firing open to meet the gaze of the other. At this point she had moved from her laying position to scale the tree, though conceding to the lowest branch that could support her massive weight, an inherited trait of her species. Though she knew the lion could easily do the same, she resumed a defensive stance. Najila wasn't in any condition to fight now.

Her periwinkle eyes shot downward, her hair tousled and out of place as she was somewhat frightened. "And who are you?" she asked to counter his greeting, hoping that he would not simply go after her wishing to pursue a conversation. Most likely she'd bolt, hoping never to see the same lion again.

Though Najilia would not lightly take these words from any other lion, she could see the sincerity in his eyes. It was not enough, however, to persuade her from the chosen perch in the tree. Though any aggressive lion would probably follow her, this one didn't, making her immediately think different of the distinctly childish lion. She was half tempted to ask his age, but by all means it was obvious. He was fully grown indeed, but acted like a cub in most respects... The lioness doubted if he even knew his real age.

"Then lie down if you need rest. I am perfectly comfortable up here, Hasani Tau. I know the sun is scorching at this hour.. Most creatures look for shelter at this time," the lioness managed to say between breaths, still quite surprised of his sudden appearance and greeting. "My name is Najila'Kamaria, but you can call me Najila if it's easier for you."

The lioness almost smirked as she had unknowingly injured his hind leg, and almost apologized for it. What was she doing?

"Though your manners might as well be legendary, you have to learn not to apologize so much. Doing to so is a repetitive act that will only be met with more defiance, therefore making more trouble on your part," Najila muttered from her perch, somewhat bored with the conversation already. She was used to this feeling, however, though the feeling of actually speaking to someone was a relief. Most lions desired not to speak with her and if she pursued the idea of agressive force would be dealt, and lionesses dubbed her too odd or wise for her own good. Maybe that's why she wasn't in a pride. Had this lion too encountered the same problem, but for what reason? Was it because of his annoying problem with apologizing constantly, or some other reason she did not know?

Lost in her own thoughts and assumtions for a moment the spotted lioness looked to the horizon. Her eyes squinted as the contrast hurt her delicate eyes, though she payed little to no attention as this mild irritance struck her. Should she ask? It would be rather offensive to do so, not actually sure whether or not the inquiry would rub the addressed Hasani Tau the wrong way. She thought for another moment. She did have an escape route planned, so why not try?

"Excuse me," she spoke again, looking down at the dark lion before her, "I've travelled far and have seen only a few rouge lions. Most of them seemed driven out as they commited a crime that was forbidden. At least, that's what I've gathered since I've been out in the world. Enlighten me with a different reason?"

"Well, Hasani Tau, you don't have to have special markings to make yourself accepted. If one just looks for acceptance in life, no one would be anywhere. We'd all be wandering about, like you and me, though with all the same purpose. No one would be situated anywhere, nor would there be any order within the system. No prides, no new cubs, no nothing. Just blind animals looking to be accepted into something else that does not exist," the lioness explained, looking down sympathetically at the lion below her. "I don't expect you to know all of this, you are still a child at heart. But your story and my own heart persuades me that you look for nothing but acceptance, and that will be your one and only flaw."

Here Najila jumped from the branch, landing gracefully on her feet as she did so. "Your story is sad, yes, but no lion or lioness ever was sincerely happy once they were in a community of a pride. Everyone desires more, yes, but that is how our minds are manufactured. You wish to have a family, someone who truely loves you for who you are and not your markings or how you act... But how many people like that are in the world, Hasani Tau? Not many. It's give or take in this land. But if it's a friend that you desire so much, well..."

She looked towards him, a smirk gracing her grey face.

"Then I guess you should consider your longings to be no more, Hasani Tau. You're one of a kind when it comes to males, though there has been only a handful whom I have met personally. It was I who offered in the first place, lion, and unfortunately it seems it is only me who seems to understand your morals and high strivings," Najila yawned, idly scratching her ear with her hind leg.

"Besides, you're too childish to be out on your own and too strong to have gone this far without being killed. That alone is enough, my friend. And in fact I have not have enough friends in my lifetime at all... I am too scared, too skiddish to the fact that I might be hurt or mortally wounded by another lion or lioness for accidently striding into an agressive territory. But you witnessed that for yourself, did you not?"

"I'm a wanderer, Hasani Tau. I go where I please. You'd be surprised how large this world really is, once you realize that when you start you don't pass the same road twice. I never had a pride to be a part of. My mother was a rouge as well, but passed unfortunately during my adolecenthood. She tried to push me away for years, telling me that it would be extremely more safe for her and me if I get out on my own for a while as male lions enjoy to take their anger on young cubs. Constantly did she try to abandon me out of love alone, but my heart could not bear the idea of leaving her to die of starvation. There came a time where I had to hunt for her, but as such she was only a shell of once was. I remember her to be beautiful, white with unusual eyes like myself," Najila sighed, shaking her head slightly with doing so. "But that's not exactly important. That was a long time ago, and I have more things to worry about rather than to be wrapped up about my old mother's death."

Pausing to stretch her tensed muscles she spoke again, this time not about her past, but his comment about a sister. "If you have not found her now, it'd be unlikely that you ever would. Finding lost siblings is not as easy as one would make it sound to be. As I said, it's a large world. She might've already settled down with a family and have cubs of her own. But I ramble."