The rogue lands were not necessarily kind to those who were not used to their rough ways. It had been some time since Giruvegan's homeland had fallen, but he had always hoped for another life in another pride with his sister. Having been caught up in the merchant life in his old pride, he had never realized just how much he cared about his sister's safety until they were so exposed in the wild rogue lands.
So a home where she would be safe had always been his priority, even if he didn't tell her that.
Somehow, they had come to learn of this place. It would never become a permanent home for the male lion, but he was curious to see if he could challenge his way in; get a first hand look at its way of life. See if it was a good place for his sister, if she cared to come with him. He only hoped she would.
And so he stood at the border, positioning himself up to challenge his way into their ranks.
