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The kirin lion was pretty annoyed having been called weak by 'Ska' and wasn't dealing with his emotions in a mature way. He was sulky even if he wouldn't outright admit to being sulky. The feeling of these uncomfortable thoughts was enough to have him avoid the family dens in favor of storming the prides borders. Going on a viking to clear his head was tempting but he didn't want to after the conversation he'd had with Ska.
Instead Bast'ion glared out over the border on the look out for any foolish lion that might be seeking the pride out for a challenge. A challenge was something he'd gladly answer and he'd gladly take his anger out on.
Claws twitched in and out of his front paws from time to time as he padded from side to side impatiently and angrily. Not that Bast'ion would use his claws if he did find him self in a scrap but it was a nice feeling and released a lot of tension he was feeling.
"Weak.... I'll show you." He growled.
This wasn't healthy but Bast'ion didn't care.