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Black eyes blinked several times, a yawn rolling rather loudly out of his mouth- It was midday already- did the time really fly by that quickly? Yawning again, teardrops formed in the corner of his eyes as he stretched his large, muscular body out. Large claws unsheathed only to quickly sheath again, like the offering of a threat to the world only to retract it.
Picking himself up off the ground now, Midas rolled his shoulders and finally for the first time that day took a good look at the land around him. Tall grass, a couple trees, several birds… Turning around to look behind him he was still given a rather boring view. Boulder, tall grass, tree, movement by boulder…
His eyes darted back suddenly, it seemed there was indeed something larger near the boulder in front of him. Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t just smell what was coming, but Midas wasn’t one for allowing silly unknowns to keep him from pressing forward.
“Hello?!” He called, body rather calm in the midst of possible danger. Then again, he had always been like that, in his opinion tensing up made the outcome worse. He’d just have to wait and see what happened, like always.
Picking himself up off the ground now, Midas rolled his shoulders and finally for the first time that day took a good look at the land around him. Tall grass, a couple trees, several birds… Turning around to look behind him he was still given a rather boring view. Boulder, tall grass, tree, movement by boulder…
His eyes darted back suddenly, it seemed there was indeed something larger near the boulder in front of him. Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t just smell what was coming, but Midas wasn’t one for allowing silly unknowns to keep him from pressing forward.
“Hello?!” He called, body rather calm in the midst of possible danger. Then again, he had always been like that, in his opinion tensing up made the outcome worse. He’d just have to wait and see what happened, like always.
Bast'ion felt like he was taking the brunt of the leadership between the two males. Zerrin was acting like he was the one who got attacked.
Bast'ion chewed on the side of his check while he tried his best not to be annoyed. There was no reason to take frustrations he had for some one else out on Zerrin. Besides, he believed Zerrin would snap back in to the grand regal lion he chose to be ruler. There was a reason Bast'ion felt so strongly about Zerrin and it was stupid and frustrating that Zerring couldn't see that him self.
Boulder. Clunk.
The golden maned lion looked at the boulder before him. Where the hell had that come from?
Mean while there was a tap to his rear. Zerrin had bumped right in to him. Neither lions had been paying close attention to where they'd been going.
Bast'ion cracked a smile but Zerrin wasn't even looking. He seemed distant.
This was stupid and frustrating.
A noise that neither lion had made had both alert and looking around. Zerrin was the one to answer back.
"Hello." His voice was flat.
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Midas’s ears pricked up at the rather flat hello he had been returned with – Pulling a confused and disappointed face, Midas rolled his eyes and started moving towards the party, still unsure of what was lurking. His heart beat was starting to speed as he neared the corner, but a deep breath allowed it to slow and another deep breath gave him that extra push to move forward.
…Almost directly into the golden lion whom had returned his greeting. Black eyes widened and Midas all but frozen in place to keep his body from touching the other lions. Yes, the golden-maned lion was rather open and direct, but he’d still kept distance from strangers.
Face twitching with discomfort, the lion quickly took two steps backward before finally reexamining his situation. Not one, but two lions. Neither seemed hostile as of yet so perhaps he’d be okay?
“Why such a glum, unenthusiastic greeting?”
Black eyes were examining Zerrin, just by his overall appearance the golden-maned lion could almost guarantee that he had been the one to call back.
“…Is your company that bad?”
Zerrin hadn't realized he'd worn his heart on his sleeve in his greeting.
"Huh?" Zerrin was now out of la la land and back in his body fully paying attention now. At worst, he'd thought he come off as passively polite. Before he could open his maw, Bast'ion opened his.
"What do you mean by that?" There was a slight growl that curved the end of that question. "I'm plenty good company."
Zerrin was quick to stand between the two lions and even managed a practiced grin that may have come off as a bit unnatural to his features.
"What my friend means is that .. Well.. We're not exactly on a social stroll." Diplomatic tactics may have been something he could have done a bit easier if he hadn't felt like complete s**t. His delivery was weak, Bast'ion groaned loudly from behind.
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A brow was quickly raised at Bast’ion’s reaction and a small chuckled took flight from his maw, so the disappointed looking lion was some form of babysitter. Rolling his black eyes, he shook his head softly.
“I am certain you a perfect company for someone in need of a brawl…” Looking Zerrin directly in the eyes, he gave him a pitied look. Midas, although foolish in how upfront he was, didn’t lack in intellect in any way, shape or form. Rather, he was quite quick-witted.
“I am sure a social stroll would be tiring as any with a storm behind me as well. Perhaps reacting in a less…” Midas looked Zerrin up and down before frowning, “…Lackluster way would keep the storm behind you happy.”
“I am certain you a perfect company for someone in need of a brawl…” Looking Zerrin directly in the eyes, he gave him a pitied look. Midas, although foolish in how upfront he was, didn’t lack in intellect in any way, shape or form. Rather, he was quite quick-witted.
“I am sure a social stroll would be tiring as any with a storm behind me as well. Perhaps reacting in a less…” Midas looked Zerrin up and down before frowning, “…Lackluster way would keep the storm behind you happy.”
