
Kyohaku had been showing up at the border less and less in hopes he'd see his orange friend again. She was feisty and had a short temper while he was more relaxed and soft around the edges and maybe a little aggravatingly curious about her. But it had been months since he'd laid eyes on her and he was starting to believe his 'friend' was gone.
Little did Kyo realize was his friend had been a viking and may or may not have been trying to make a thrall out of the pridelander. Kyo was too sheltered to know a good outsider lion from a bad having lived exclusively with in the pridelands his entire life with in the comfort of his family.
Still, Kyo was very hopeful so he showed up once in a while to see if he'd get a glimpse of that familiar orange and black pelt and that she'd have some stories from him. Today he'd been lurking on just the edge of the border for hours.
Nothing. Not even an interesting grasshopper could be seen on the outskirts.
The defeat was settling in and maybe today would be the last he'd come to the border. Kyo couldn't understand who the mysterious black and orange lioness was or what she wanted only that she visited and she brought news of the outside and even tried to fight him once.
His ears folded back to his head now thinking maybe he'd done or said something to upset her. The pale lion lowered himself to the ground and sighed.