A Light Coat Hides A Darker Side....

[Dobby]

Maia padded along the worn path, searching for shelter from the hot, midday sun, but she had no luck. The young fea layed down panting in the heat. Starved, dry and boiling, she felt close to death. Though she didn't show it. Shy as she seemed, her courage and determination was hidden from the others that would surround her. She rested her large head on her paws and waited...

[Flamewolf]

The lion's paws were light as they touched the ground. His large frame was visible only close up. His mane being carressed by the wind, his eyes gazed around him. They finally landed 'pon a figure not far from him. He approached the figure. He realized it was a lioness when he was close enough. Sitting down on his haunches, he looked down at her, a few feet away from the young lioness. Elessar opened his maw. Hello, there. What are you doing here? he said, his voice light but confident. He was very powerful, but gentle around cubs and lionesses.

[Dobby]

Maia looked up nervously. "Waiting." she said quietly, diverting her eyes from the lion. She rested her head on her paws once again and looked in the opposite direction. She had lived her whole lived so far surrounded by males and was little afraid of them.

[Flamewolf]

Elessar watched the lioness for a moment before calmly sliding down to lay on his stomach. He didn't want her to be afraid of him; he wasn't like that. He wondered why she was, but maybe she was uncomfortable around all males. Was it part of her history?

He could keep on asking himself these questions but it would get him nowhere. He decided to try to gain the lioness's trust. His eyes followed her gaze but saw nothing there. Waiting for who? he purred, friendly and gentle, hoping that she'd reply to him.