Curled up on her side, Meera was staring between the ground and the lands in front of her, sniffing from time to time at the scents coming from there. Hmm, evidently she'd managed to find another pride, but who it was, the cheeton wasn't actually sure. She was flopped out a few feet away from where their border markers were, but was still debating whether to enter.
Normally she was a jump-in-feet-first type of person, but some of the previous prides she'd run into had warned that she should probably be a little more careful about it. So that's what she was trying to do -- give this pride some space and see if she could spot anyone who might be willing to talk to her.
Kitsune Mistress Nyoko