Arabian Swindler

Dejen had to sigh and slightly relax while poking at his dinner. As soon as they were onboard, Bakari was fast to get his sister’s stone returned to her. And like that, it was like she had a new life in her. It was odd to now see the difference. When they were first with them, the twins showed to be weak, sure. But when he saw them regain their stones, and then lose them? Even that brief moment of having that power… it almost gave a new perspective of what it was like for the two.

Even now, with a now clean Bakari sitting along with his sister Bina, both Twins looked alive and chatted away as normal. Asha not too far from them and Tatsu keeping near as well. Rah-Rah was down in engineering, apparently trying to repair one of her mech’s arms. Mynu was off with Debt somewhere in the ship, both having taken to having their meals in some privacy while looking over their weapons.

As for the rest? Susumu had gone and hid in the medical bay, talking about making some much needed potions in case of devil-blood infections. As for Mercy, Windy, Gem and some of the changelings? They mostly relaxed in the same space of the mess hall. Really, he was just occupied with figuring out what to do. Port was flying the ship over the river between both the Hold and Equestria high in the sky. Until he knew what he should do, they were just on standby.

And there's a lot to do. We can’t hunt that third demon. We can’t remove Maltar soon without removing his cornerstones-- which means going to Arabia for Dejeen. We also can’t gain more recruits of changelings due to those damned gems. We also can’t go get the steel until I get the head of the third demon. then idly bit his food as he added. And to top it off all? I can’t relax knowing there's a time limit on my ass with an unknown consequence from that fox thing.

Letting out a low sigh, he wonders on what to do. They couldn’t stay in the Holds since finding that demon will be a pain. They couldn’t go in Arabia with the endless amount of bounties after his ass, they couldn't even go into Equestria with the Hunters. The only viable option was the Isle, that…

He hummed a bit in thought as he never really explore the Isles...plus there could be something fun there. Maybe a small vacation? Granted he couldn’t get info with it being limited...but it was a safe zone as he snapped his fingers and look around to ask. “Who up for some vacation time?”

Everyone within earshot stopped to look at him for that. It was Asha that first reacted with a smile and a, “so, you’re taking my idea into consideration now?” Then excitedly added, “Oh, where are you thinking of going?”

“Well, the only safe place I could think of is...the Isles.”

While that did make her smile falter, Asha seemed to trlight with, “Oh, oh that’s actually a great idea!” Then rose a bit, “I can see my folks and my family! It’s been over a year since I saw them, this would be a great time to visit them!” Then added, “and I know a few good places we could actually go!”

“Vacation? You mean we can actually go and relax?” asked Gem as Mercy told.

“I don’t care if it is that place, if we can go out and tan-- works for me.” Windy however held a doubtful look as she asked.

“Will there be a problem with me around?” to which Dejen thought...and admit.

“That...is sorta tricky to answer. Since you’re an Honor bound slave…”

Waving her paw, Asha told, “we can go to the Northern Cornerstone. I know a few friends that can get us a place to land and have some privacy.” Adding on, “plus, lions aren't so fast to glare at you for having a slave. They’re pretty self-controlled. So while you might be eye’d? As long as you don’t do something stupid, they’ll leave you be. She isn’t the traditional captured-and-tortured slave.”

Windy nodded with a smile as she moved closer to Dejen to nuzzle his side. The Striped chuckled as he moved away from his seat to the comms as he said. “Hey Port? Take us to the Northern Cornerstone. We’re on vacation mode.”

“Vacation? YES!” nearly shouted the earth mare of a word she never thought she would hear in her life working for the Stripe.

The trip to the Isles took nearly a week, mostly due to the distance itself. However, once they arrived within the borders of the Isles, did Port lower the altitude of the ship to reach the Northern Cornerstone. Landing in one of the docking areas, Asha was able to leave and find whoever she needed for them to have a place for themselves to relax in. As well as give them ample time to finish up whatever they might plan for ‘vacation shore leave’.

Bina and Bikari had been certainly up to something for the past week, having asked around for some wood to use. A fairly large amount. Followed by wants to have some wood whittling tools. Overall, they had been stowed away in Asha’s place doing some project. Supposedly for when they were here.

Rah-Rah wasn’t as overly keen on the ‘relaxing’ part, telling she was going to spend most of the time to give the ship a good look over before taking any breaks. As nice as they sounded. Tatsu voiced some curiosity over the place they would be and Mynu had a similar line of thought.

Granted everyone had plans to do something that didn’t involve the stress they had been to some extent. It was a given that Debt planned to spend a large amount of time watching Dejen-- Tatsu seemed to barter that they could take rotations. Something about how they both needed to relax the body while they could on this ‘extended break’, as she put it.

While Debt disagree, saying he should make sure nothing trouble Dejen, the Striped had to step in to ‘suggest’ to Debt they should take rotations. The gnoll relent when Dejen added in subtle about ‘letting the big guy relax with a certain greyhound’. Gem herself was curious on what she might find in the markets, or most importantly what sort of gems they cultivate on the Isles. She never really knew what sort of gems they used, especially if there are any to be mined at all.

Susumu consider on ‘exploring’ the place, as while he doubted he could find much, he knew he shouldn’t turn his nose away of any ‘healing teachings’ as he put it. Mercy and Windy both planned to spend as much time with their Striped, as well as exploring a bit if they felt like it.

As for Dejen himself? He would admit, it was annoying he wouldn’t be able to play any card games, even less poker here. But the bright side? He could enjoy the sun, the beach-- and maybe the sights if he was able to. Even more see what sort of trade he can gather with his coin?

After some hours or so, Asha seemed to come back. But when she did, she wasn’t alone. In fact, many of the ship had to look up when the white lioness came up the ramp, while half arguing with another lion. “--but still! Out of everyone, why Jal?” Going on to say, “I mean, sure he does his job, but it’s Jal.” Stressing the name as much as possible.

The other lion, looking fairly indifferent to Asha’s more… energetic responses, spoke in an even tone so dry, it might as well have been from arabia. “He did what you needed and your little group now has immediate access to a secluded space.” Then told in a tone that could of been patient, or conceding-- it was very hard to tell. “That is what you wanted, isn’t Asha? Childhood annoyances aside. Do try and be an adult about it.”

“He’s still a big jerk.” Shot back Asha with a slight irritation. Irritation that just evaporated into cheer when she called out to the ship, “Hiya! I found us a place to bunk!” The much darker lion tailing her almost like a shadow now. (end)

“Uh...whos that?” asked Dejen, trying to recall the darker lion as he felt...oddly familiar. (done)

Giggling, Asha stooped and moved a paw to half-hug and tug the male forwards to tell, “this is Dadisi, my cousin! You met him before, when I first came on the ship!”

Sighing, Dadisi said, “I am, to some unseen luck, her relative, yes.” And near delicately used his own paw to take his relative’s own off his shoulders. “I’m here to make sure you get to where you are, and be sure Asha was here.” Giving a sideways glance to add, “Sumira wanted to make sure her daughter made time to visit.”

Chuckling, Dejen joked with a small grin. “Well, good thing I thought of the Isles as a good place for us to recuperate, huh?”

“If you consider a den of Lions to be relaxing, well… who am I to judge?” Asked the blackmane while half-stalking forwards. Yellow eyes flicking about the inside of the ship. “Very unique, and not of common make.” Pausing to give Dejen a look, “custom model?”

“Yeah, but I’m not the one who design the ship, that credit goes to the head engineer. She designed the ship with her pals.”

“I see.” It was hard for Dejen to figure out what the lin was thinking. So much of his expression was blank and flat. Farcry from Asha’s always expressive or bubbly one. “Well, if that is the case, that I would have to give them high marks so far.” Turning away to head for the front of the ship. “Asha and I will direct you to a new location to land your airship. Do try not to irritate the locals, lion tempers are notorious as a Gnoll’s annoyance.”

Thinking of Debts own annoyance at times, Dejen chuckle and assured. “I’ll try to be on my best behavior. Although I can’t speak for everyone-- especially on those Twins of Asha.”

Stopping, Dadisi gave a look to his cousin to repeat, “Twins?”

“Semi-adopted.” Waved off Asha. “they needed help and someone to be official guardian. I volunteered.” Then went on to joke, “they’re hardly my cubs, but I’m obligated as a mother in a sense.”

All the robed lion did was give a slight nod and a hum that sounded like a near disbelieving ‘uh-huh’, before once more starting to make his way for the main viewing window. Asha soon following with, chatting away about little things.

Chuckling a bit, he shook his head a bit as he began to head to the bridge. Mostly to see where they were going to land, even more get a good idea of how much he could explore if he felt like it. Although he couldn’t help but grin, seeing Port being unease at Dadisi, he couldn’t blame the pony since this was her second time meeting one…

But it was somewhat funny in a sense. Giving the mare a perspective of there being a different kind of Lion.

Port wasn’t sure how to take Dadisi when he addressed her with a level of confidence, if not drawl, as if he was in charge. “Portsmen, take us up and head for the west and 40 degrees south.” looking forwards to go on. “Keep to a minimised high altitude. The lower air-traffic can be taken up by speeding, risk venturing stripes.”

As Port did her best to remain calm, as well as follow directions did the mare slightly glance as she asked. “Does a lot of Stripes move around in this area? I thought they focus on...well...scraps filled places.” trying to not be offended of mentioned Striped in the room.

“They travel from city-to-city or towns.” Dadisi told indifferently. “This is more for our own safety as much as theirs. They take off so abruptly, they sometimes nearly skim the sides of other ships. So best to leave space for any sporadic actions they’ll take.”

Slowly nodding as she made the ship rise a bit more, she asked. “Are the Stripes the only thing we need to be wary of in terms of flight?”

Half smiling, Dadisi told, “unless you re in Gazel airspace where you can not go thirty yards without nearly bumping into another airship? Then no. You should be in mostly clear skies-- with the randomly speeding striped.”

“No offense boss, but your species is crazy.” said Port with a sigh. “I mean, don’t they understand the regulations of air safety for airships?”

To this, Dadisi said, “Air Safety, is a very relative and guideline term for them.” Giving a slight sideways glance to add on. “I’ve seen their dinghies and small ships. Some look to be held together by nothing more than rope and what ponies call ‘duck tape’ with a dash of pure will-power.”

Snickering, Dejen joked as he tried to hold back his laughter. “Y-Yep...you be surprised what duck tape could do for something with a little will power.”

“Again. Stripes are crazy.” repeated Port with a bewildered look.

“You have no idea.” Dadisi said in a tone that Dejen almost felt like it was said by Scar from the Lion King movie.

This time he was doing his best to clamp his jaw tight, refusing to let a breath of laughter out as he could just picture it in his mind. Must...not...laugh. So similar...to...SCAR!

It didn’t help when Dadisi went on with, “I will tell you, Spotted or Striped, hyenas are crude.” Then rolled his eyes, “the former, unspeakable plain.”

Bringing his hands to grip his muzzle, Dejen squeezed his eyes as he thought. Don’t laugh, don’t laugh, don’t laugh! Port could only glance back, wondering what made the Striped so...held back with Dadisi words. Even more forcing himself to not let out a bit of sound from his muzzle.

With a glance, the blackmane seemed also aware, and Asha perked to watch with interest. Regardless of this, Dadisi went on to tell, “thankfully, they have a glimmer of potential. Mostly when aligned with some blackmane vision and brain--”

That did it, as Dejen open his jaw as he dropped on the ground on his back. Cackling in hyena laughter as he kicks his legs in the air, laughing hard as he tried to stop-- but it was so damned funny to him! How could he not laugh when the blackmane use nearly every line from Scar? And sound like him to the boot!

While Asha began to smile and felt the need to laugh along, Dadisi flatly stared at Dejen before breathing in and focusing on the path before the ship. “Stripes. I sometimes wonder if they are born with some form of mental instability.”

“You’re telling me.” muttered Port, seeing Dejen clutching his stomach as he managed to stop his laughter. Taking heaves of breaths as tears of laughter escape from his eyes.

“Oh...oh man...I...I…” started Dejen as he laughed a bit more, this time having some control on his laughing as he took deep breaths. “Oh...oh..” spoke out the striped as he opened his eyes, clearing his throat to control his laughter. “Oh Dadisi...you have no idea on how funny that was. You...you oh wow.” trying his best to control his breathing as small fits of laugh escape from him.

Not looking back, Dadisi said, “apparently I had sparked some inside joke to cause that little outburst?” Keeping rather focused on their direction. Sitting almost nobility from his place near Port.

“Oh God yes! With how you sounded and said?” cracked Dejen in another fit of laughter, slowly getting up to sit in his chair. “Oh...it..reminded me of this one story of a Lion Blackmane talking to some...interesting groups of Hyenas. Your words were just...near damned perfect with what he said to them!”

Humming, Dadisi told, “perhaps if you recall it, you should tell it sometime.” Making Dejen half pause. “Cubs so do love a good story before being sent to slumber. Maybe it’s something they haven’t heard before, they’re hungry for new stories to hear.”

“Oooh~ Stories before the stars come out.” Asha giggled with excitement, “Sounds like fun!” Looking to Port to add, “you should join in too, maybe everyone! A good story around a fire is nice.”

“Eh...I’ll consider it.” said Port as she glance and asked to Dejen in slight surprise. “But I’m surprised you know a story from the Isles, boss. I thought you never been here in your life?”

“Well...that story was less of around here and more...when I was a pup.” admitted Dejen, half telling the truth as technically he watched it when he was a kid…

“What was it about?” asked Port as Dejen gave a hum.

“Uh...lets just say that the story is...something that should be told once,” evaded Dejen as he shrugged with a grin. “Wouldn’t be a good story if I gave spoilers to you all first before anyone else heard it, right?”

Humming, Asha agreed, “yeah, he’d kinda right. If it’s good, you don’t want to know what’s going to happen until it does!” Looking out the viewing side and giddily standing, “oh boy, almost there!” Bounding up to the window to gaze down. For Dejen and Port, it was mostly jungled like forests before slightly mellowing into a more open plain area. There was a fairly nice stretch of dry and rocky ground past it, and sparse trees all around.

Dadisi waved a paw with, “Head for the drylands just ahead. The ship should be fine there. Not many visit those areas, and it’s fairly flat as well.”

Giddily shaking, Asha turned and said, “Guess I should show you all my home when we land!” Looking very excited. “I should probably say, welcome to my birth home!” Pointing down and telling, “those are the Plains, they’re the place the Whitmane’s live!”

With half a glance to Dejen, Dadisi told, “Sumira felt that she should extend an invitation to you and your crew for babysitting her cub. You’re welcome to their little place of serenity, if you so choose.”

Being a bit of a surprise, Dejen said. “Uh...thanks...I’ll...consider visiting.” Port blink a bit too, not expecting an invitation like that as she glance to look outside.

Port curiously spoke up with, “Are we going to encounter anything, or meet any traders?”

Dejen hum and said. “I...don’t think so,” looking to Asha as he admitted. “If I recall, the Whitemanes live in solitude from the outside world. So I doubt we’ll encounter anything besides other Whitemanes.”

Nodding, Asha seemed to help clarify, “the Whitemanes mostly cut themselves off from the rest of the world. We’re a lot more secluded because we live in very basic conditions. We don’t have the same need for big towns or cities. Most of us like the much more simple Pride life we have. We only choose to go to towns or cities for little things, really.”

Dadisi agreed to that as well. “Part of the reason we are setting the ship down in the Dry Lands. The Whitemanes wish to keep a level of separation form outside world things. While you have invitations, the ship, they feel, is something that should be excluded from the pride.” Then added, “they also wish to not scare away the prey in the area.”

“Fair enough, I can certainly understand that.” agreed Dejen with a nod, as he asked with his own curiosity. “So I’m guessing Stripes don’t bother coming over here? Not much for them to scavenge for anything besides food after all.”

“That is correct.” Nodded the blackmane. “Besides scavenging the towns and cities, or pulling the occasional prank on unwary guardsmen lions? They have little reason to nag at the Whitemanes. If anything, any that do happen come in are simply invited by one of the many Pride members for a small meal or chat.”

Blinking, Port asked. “Don’t mean to be a bit prejudice, but...I thought Stripes distrust anyone who isn’t a Stripe or someone they like?”

“They do.” Asha agreed. “That’s why Dadisi said those that do come-- because most just don’t come over. It’s actually a bit rare.” Placing a paw on her chest to go on, “I’ve only heard of Strips when I was a cub at one point. So I really didn’t meet one until I was older and could leave the Pride’s homespace to see one or even have a chance to chat with one.”

“And did you?” asked Dejen with a raised brow.

Shaking her head some, Asha half smiled while Dadisi told, “she half-scared the first Striped she met from her excitement.” Seeming to hold back a smile himself. “Had to keep a hold on her tail to keep her from giving the poor thing a heart attack.”

“I wasn’t that bad!” Asha soon pouted.

“Are you sure?” The lion asked while giving a half-lidded glance. “I was certain he thought you were going to eat him with how close you got to his face.”

While Port giggle a bit from the image, Dejen grin wide to Asha as he teases. “You must of been an excited ball of terror to them all with how cub like you were.”

Asha went to say something, but Dadisi was fast to respond first. “Whitemane Lioness’s are a bit more exuberant than their counterparts of other manes. Normally Lioness’s are calmer and even-minded. But whitemanes are much more… rowdy, more so in their youth.”

Giving a half galre, Asha smirked and asked, “and black mane lioness’s are any different?” Going on to tease, “if I remember right, lioness’s of the blackmanes are just as energetic-- if not more mischievous in what they do.” Adding in with a teasing, “Like ya sis’ta~”

“Oh, do not bring up her.” Dadisi said while using a paw to massage his muzzle-brim. “I have had to be the adult of one too many lioness’s, you included. She’s still a work in progress.” And added to the side dryly, “and yet she is older than I am.”

As amusing as the conversation was, it left both a little lost of what the two lions were talking about. Though from what they gathered, the Black and Whitemanes had a slight polar difference with the other manes of Red, Gold and Brown-- being that their Lioness’s were more energetic and lively than their more reserved relatives. Though it still posed a few questions in either Pony and non-local-Stripe’s minds.

“Okay, stupid question. How come the Black and White manes are so...different from the other Manes? Is it because of cultural, magical-- or a mixture of both?” asked Dejen as while it could be a cultural thing...something tells him there's a lot more to this. Even more with the coloring of their manes.

Giving a glance and seeing he could explain this, Dadisi said, “it has a little to do with where we simply lives and how we are.” Seeming to nod at Asha as a partial example. “As a little tidbit, Lions are unique as our magic centers more around our throats. Allowing for a magic we know, as Roars. And how each Mane used their roars, later resulted in each kind, you might say.”

“The Brown, Red and Gold manes used a more passive form of the Roar.” Asha pitched in herself. “Some can be more active, if used, but most of their traditions and training involved the passive use. Unlike the Black and white manes, where we use not just passive, but more excursion with our magic.”

“It also comes to living spaces.” Dadisi seemed to add in. “Whitemanes live in the plains and only the plains. They are bathed in light and with their traditions of attunement? They have gained many ways of life, growth and light. While in opposition, the Blackmanes live in the Shadow Grooves, a slightly darker place and since attuned to more darker and in some ways, shadowed arts that are opposed to our relatives.”

“As to the actions…” Began Dadisi, “well, it is mostly tradition and raising, with a little bit of nature. Young males of white and black learn to control and be reserved, simply to properly control our magic. A lioness has more leeway, as unlike the males, they are not expected to lead as much. They are also more emotionally free, in some cases. Mostly due to a strong connection with magic unlike the others.”

“So, basically Lions of the other group have a passive form of Roar, while White and Black use more external form of Roar due to their teaching?” said Dejen in a thoughtful tone as he went on. “And it’s just how you all live and are taught with you're magic…” thinking a bit as Port remarked.

“Thats...wow, that's really different from how magic is from what I know.”

Looking to the pony, Dadisi said, “our magics are very steeped in tradition. A Lion’s nature, be they male or female, is much more aggressive than others. Most races are fairly passive and herbivores like in nature. Lions are among the few more predatory races, and as such, have a nature more primal in some areas.”

Asha pitched in to this as well. “Our roars are capable of things others don’t have access to. And since it’s connected to our ability to speak? Most can use it passively.” Seeming to teach on. “A Goldmane is so good at selling trade, because they passively use their roar to seem more appealing, charming and even more receptive to be around.” Tilting her head to go on. “Redmanes are really good at leading, because their roar allows for strong rock-like strength. They can get others to listen to them, because you get this compulsion to listen. And the same goes for Brownmanes, using a more external version to intimidate others, or bolster their power.”

“And before you ask.” Dadisi added in, “crossbreeding rarely effects this. As it ultimately comes down to teaching. But, there are a rare few ‘Copper’ manes from Red and Gold parents. Or ‘Bronze’ Manes from Brown and Gold, or perhaps even ‘Blood’ manes from Brown and Red. Those rare few are sometimes given a tradition held honor of learning two traditions from either side, depending on parents.”

The two blinked, as Port could only say. “Wow.” Mostly since she didn’t know what to say, as this is the first time she heard anything like this. Then again, she never came to the Isles, so that was to be expected.

Dejen hum a bit as he remarked. “If that’s how things are for Lions...I wonder how you all could manage it, especially with crossbreeding.”

“We have a system.” Dadisi told. “We have a single ‘king’, in your terms, that oversees the North cornerstone. As well as representative head Prides from each of the different Manes.” He seemed amused to tell, “Our current leader happens to be a Bloodmane. A very rare occasion to be sure. But, he has been doing his task well, after winning it over from the previous one of course.”

“Wow, impressive.” whistle Dejen as when Port landed the ship as best she could, did Dejen with a raised brow. “You guys got everything set for so many Prides,” giving a thoughtful hum as he remarked. “Wonder how the other species here handle their own isles?”

Standing, Dadisi said, “a subject for another time.” Looking to each to say, “I shall meet you down deck and to the ramp. Asha and I will be leading you to the Whitemane’s place of living first. And do expect a few escorts now and then. While your stay is temporary? We rather you have at least a guide if any of you decide to tour the Northern Cornerstone.”

Rolling his eyes, he added, “or, at the very least, have someone fairy you around. Towns and cities are not close to the other, and I don’t think a large battleship class airship would be best for a simple ride over to each place.”

Humming, Dejen could agree to that as he asked. “Do we need to pay a fair for someone to guide us to either town and cities? Or even on the way back?” already thinking of the amount they had, and how much might need to be spent for traveling back and forth from place to place. Even more for how people could come along.

“Depends.” Told Dadisi, “mostly on who’s giving you the transportation.” Which was no real help, but really they had little to argue about that. They were here visiting. “Besides, at most we’ll give you a guide and let you walk to each place. There’s a town not too far off. And I’m sure a hike to the beach near it will make the trip worthwhile.”

“Eh it would.” said the Striped as he got off his chair, stretching a bit as he asked to Asha. “Any chance we’re going to visit the other islands? Never really had a chance to visit them last time.” starting to walk with the two Lions as he motioned Port to finish up with the bridge.

Thinking of that, Asha did admit, “you might be better off either staying around here, or the Southern Cornerstone.” Shaking her head to say, “The Gazell’s are nice, but… well, they’re also a pretty busy place. Much more hustle-and-bustle than around here.”

“And the Hyena’s own land is a bit more rugher of places.” Dadisi added in. “I would suggest not going there. If anything, to keep a distance from the Spotted. They still hold a grudge over the war and how the Striped did not keep joined with them.”

“Wait...if the island of the Hyenas got Spotted grudging against Stripes...does the Stripes lived in their own little areas around the Isles instead their own island?”

Giving a look, Asha said, “you might not remember, but I did talk about this.” Then thought on to add, “or you weren't there.” But eventually said, “but yeah. Most Stripes live around the four islands. Half because of protection, and the other because it’s more easier to manage their scavenging trade being more spread out.”

Humming a bit, Dejen nodded as he glanced to his Arabian robes as he remarked. “Wonder if I need to find new threads,” pulling a bit of cloth as he went on. “Because I’m pretty sure I don’t need my robes with how cooler the area is around here.”

With a half snort, Asha asked, “cooler?” Giving the striped a look and told, “it’s warmer here, Dejen. You were in the southern cornerstone last time, but it’s warmer up here. Most seasons are warm or tropical.” Then went on to say, “why, we don’t even get snow, ice or even a hint of a flurry. Rainy Seasons are on their way, but that only means it’s going to be fairly warm for a bit.”

“..I prefer rain over snow any day.” said Dejen as he shiver from the memories of the winters from the Hold. “definitely prefer rain than snow.” Making their way down the ramp, Dejen asked. “Any specific rules or things I need to know about in the Northern Cornerstone?”

“Don’t anger lions because you think you can get away with it.” Asha told quickly. “I know it was funny to know strip’s could prank them, but there’s still rules on that and with mainly the military. Actually bothering a lion, even more if you don’t back down after a growl?” She tried to think of a way to say it.

“Mauling isn’t uncommon.” Dadisi said. “There are rules and regulations, but most of them are basic. Other’s are more traditionally steeped. Most will realize you’re not from around the Northern parts, so might give you a warning.” Raising a paw soon enough to tell. “Most importantly, would be our Ancestral Beads and not to take or tamper with those.”

“Yeah, that I recall a bit from Mercy.” said Dejen as he recall about the Ancestral Beads. He was admitedly glad he was given a heads up, mostly because he rather not push his luck around Lions. Especially more on their turf, thinking more as he soon asked. “Anything else I should know that might be important?”

They seemed to think it over, but Asha said, “well, it’s part of the reason we’re here. Mostly so you don’t have to get in the same line of sight as most lions. My Pride will be fine with you all, but most other Lions have their own rules and traditions. The town’s also a bit of a trade village, so the lions there are a bit more forgiving with rules with some travelers.”

“Mostly griffin and the rare Diamond dog.” Agreed Dadisi. “Though, most of the latter tend to avoid lions. They learnt the hard way we do not scare as easily as a common cat, and have much more nasty tempers when truly angered.”

Snickering, he gave a nod. “Oh I’m sure they learn quick.” then as they were coming out of the ship, Dejen gave a glance and asked to Asha in curiosity. “So, who is ‘Jal’?”

Dadisi rolled his eyes while the lioness beside them screwed up her face. “A lion I don’t really like. He’s a redmane that was a real jerk when we were cubs. Still is now.”

With a shake of his head, Dadisi clarified, “Jal was a fairly hardy lion. Very pushy and liked to get his way. To say, when she was younger, Asha was bothered by him more than not. They didn’t get along well, to say the least. He’d tease her, she’d respond with enough force to humiliate him.”

“He had it coming.” Asha seemed to tell with a raised head while miming out in a mocking tone. “How do shamans hunt? Oh no, they can’t, you get your coats all bloody, ew, icky blood~” than gagged telling in an annoyed way. “He really liked pushing my buttons. Showed him how ‘delicate’ I was.” Huffing as she did.

Whistling, Dejen remarked, “Never thought I see the day where you actually dislike someone.” giving a look as he joked with a grin. “Out of everyone you met, I thought I would be the one you dislike to an extent.”

To that, Asha told, “you never demeaned one of my sisters just after hitting on her.”

Staring at her as he stopped his walking, he could only stare with a dumbfounded expression. “That’s…” taking a moment to go through what Asha said. Then shook his head as he let out a breath. “Wow...trying to flirt, then insult? Even I know better than to incur a female scorn.”

“Jal isn’t the brightest when it comes to the female side of any species.” Dadisi told while looking to Asha. “As a cub he was a bit of a… narrow minded sort. Felt that whitemane females were more ‘delicate’ and ‘high up’ to worry themselves with baser needs like hunting or fighting. Mostly thinks it’s only something the other manes can do better at.”

Refocusing ahead, the blackmane went on, “he is much better with politics as it were. Thankfully his job is to keep things in order-- and not talk to any prides and it’s lionesses. I have a good feeling he’d get himself humiliated from the more huntress able sort he’d insult.”

Giving a nod, Dejen however asked. “So remind me...why was Asha arguing with you about this guy earlier? From what I gathered, he was the reason we were able to be allowed here...but something tells me that aid had a price attached to it, right?”

“She simply doesn't want him snooping around.” Told Dadisi rather simply. “Mostly because she doesn't want to see or deal with him. But I can easily arrange that sort of problem to be null.” Seeming fairly sure on that. “Really, it simply comes down to her not wanting to see Jal or seeing him around her Pride. He has a… reputation.”

“For being a jerk.” Afferned Asha.

Sighing in a bit of relief, he nodded his head as he admits. “No offense, but for a brief moment, I thought Jal would want something a bit more, like access to the ship, or trying to wrap us into a political trap. Or something politicians like to do to hold the best cards in their little political games.”

With an amused snort, Dadisi seemed to find that funny. “While he’s good with politics, it’s that he handles them well. I doubt he has the… well, mental facilities to properly orchestrate something that brilliant.”

“Maybe, but whenever I encounter most politicians, that tend to be a possible chance.” said the Stripe, as he then changed the subject as he asked. “So, you two mention something about housing in this area?”

Giggling, Asha admitted, “well, it’s less of housing, and more of…. Caving.” Which was enough to make Dejen half blink. But he didn’t need to ask, Asha was more than happy to keep talking. “Like I said, Whitemanes are pretty simple in lifestyle. We’re used to using the caves around the area for shelter. At the very least, we have mat for bedding. So, unless you don’t mind camping? It’s all pretty basic.”

“Most lion homes are.” Dadisi pitched in.

Thinking on it, Dejen consider the pros and cons of sleeping back in the ship, or in the outdoors. Sleep in a comfy ship? Or sleep in the outdoors and see new things? Ship or outdoors, ship, outdoors? as Dejen gave a glance to Dadisi, seeing the Blackmane giving a look of exasperation of the Striped long process of thinking. Dejen finally consider the later option might be beneficial, mostly since he might get a ‘peaceful’ camping trip again.

Giving a low grin, Dejen jokes. “Never really did much camping that didn’t had life-threatening dangers around me before. Might be a nice change of pace.”

With a blink, Dadisi said, “well, do suite yourself then.” Nodding to Asha before moving ahead to no doubt meet them outside.

Smiling, Asha told, “I’m going to find the twins. Maybe you should tell everyone we’re here and who wants to come, should.”

Giving a nod, he move by the comms to activate and said. “Hey everyone? We’re here. Who wants to come with me to check outside?”

“I’ll stay inside, I might need to help with the ship.” told Port, as Gem gave a snort.

“Sorry boss, but Rah-RAh might need my help with repair work too. But I’ll try to visit later.”

“We’re coming down Dejen.” told Mercy as she and Windy were probably finishing packing small travel gear.

Dejen rolled his eyes in slight amusement, even more as he heard Debt speak. “I’ll be meeting you down, Sir.”

“Will come as well.” added Susumu.

It was probably unsaid that Tatsu would be coming, or Mynu. Really, the only ones staying were Port, Gem and Rah-Rah from the sounds of it. And it was a given that the Twins, and their surrogate clan sister would come along. So, Dejen moved to meed Dadisi outside and simply wait.

The place they had landed was rather dusty and more dirt than anything. Really, the closest grass looked to be a good distance away, and even tall. Though as they waited, Dadisi said, “I take it that a good deal has happened since your little group was here last?”

“Oh...well...yeah.” said Dejen as he told. “We had to let our former doctor and his mate live in a place I helped...And we got a lot of new faces...As well as finding out things have gotten a lot more complicated in the last year.” crossing his arms as he added with a sigh. “Like...to the point things are going to be problematic as time goes on.”

“Do tell.” spoke the lion slightly turning his head. “I’d want to know what trouble my cousin had gotten herself, or all of you, into this time.”

Thinking the best way to describe the trouble, Dejen raised up a hand as he counted off with each finger. “We’re fighting demons, slavers, Changeling Hunters, a ruler, and time.”

Humming, Dadisi remarked, “well, at least nothing sounds dull with that lineup.”

Giving a look, Dejen added. “Did I also mention I have to get Maltar killed in a year's time before I’m doomed?”

“No, but it fits into everything you already said, doesn't it?” Glanced Dadisi with that ever so blank gaze. “I simply am making sure my cousin hasn’t caused any big issues during her time out. But, even if you said otherwise? I would still ask. I do try keeping her safety as a priority.”

Snorting in slight amusement. “Thankfully she lead us out of big issues.” looking at the ship as he went on. “Everything else however, is my problem to deal with as a ‘Clan-Head’ apparently.”

“You, a clan head?” asked Dadisi. “I’m not sure if that sort of claim would hold much water. Normally, a Clan Head has the respect of his clan and their loyalty to the fullest.” Then amended to himself, “well, at least for a normal Stripe. But you seem devent with the average Striped.”

Laughing, Dejen agreed. “I know, right?” shaking his head as he went on. “But apparently, it's the closest thing some of the other's lump me as. That or Captain and boss.” giving a humming sound as he asked. “Stupid question, Dadisi. What do you see in me? I know Asha saw something in me that's decent...but what do you see in me?”

“I am not a whitemane, Dejen. I can’t see into someone’s spirit and know the truth.” Told the blackmane. It was hard to tell if he was being honest, being so bland and board over the subject, but it did catch Dejen a little off guard. “No, I simply know what you are already, because I hunt and kill people just like you.”

It was said with such an indifferent manner, that when dejen really looked at Dadisi, he could almost see a cold void in the center of those sharp yellow eyes. “Whitemane's are respected, of life and light. What do you think a Blackmane is?” As if to bluntly state what he was. “Asha might have blessing to know the truth, but I have to be simply keen to know what really is going on.”

They were silent for a moment, there was an obvious tension. Dadisi broke it with, “You, Dejen, are only here by Asha’s grace and Seer Sumari’s own consent. I know what you are and what you can do. I am simply acting as a warning that you need to hear. I do not hesitate, no lion truly does. So do keep on good behaviour.” Then rolled his eyes. “I would hate to upset my cousin. She does seem found of your little club.”

Looking at the Blackmane, he let out a small hum as the Stripe soon let out a small chuckle. “I’ll be on my best behavior.” then raise a brow as he asked in a calm tone. “But out of curiosity...how long you think I’ll live for? Considering people like me...tend to die fast one way or another.”

“Depends on what actions you take and how much trouble you cause.” Simply told Dadisi, turning his gaze to the expansive lands. “I have hunted and killed many like you, Dejen. If this were our first meeting? I may have been tempted to advise leaving this place out of distrust. You have the luck of having the option to leave. Most those like you that come, intend to stay and think they can simply get by with their tricks.” Then grinned in a way that looked too much like scar’s own confident gleaming face. “They don’t know about me or the Pride I come from.”

Making a sound of a laugh that was forced down as Dejen apologized. “Sorry, sorry...I know what you said is beyond serious and a guentreed promise…” trying to calm himself while forcing any laugh to the side. “I’m taking this seriously, believe me…” trying his best to not grin as he said. “But give me an estimate guess on my death...especially when the luck runs out.”

“Hrm, now where would the fun be in knowing that?” Asked Dadisi. “I find it more invigorating for the surprise to eventually show itself.” Pratting on with, “why, if you knew when your luck would run out, then you would never bet a hand. So why should I hint at it? That would just ruin the surprise.”

Snorting in a bit of amusement, Dejen remarked. “You Lions. Always the spoilsports.” then managing to control his laughter as he went on with a sigh. “Only reason I asked...was well, I know sooner or later my luck will run out. Even if Asha mom say I got the fate of luck on me? I know better. Even more when the devil come collecting his due from me.”

Seeming to return to his bland and less scar-plotting poise, Dadisi said, “I will not pretend to know what Sumari knows or what she sees in you. I am simply feeling an obligation to give you a warning that here? Right now and in the spaces of the United Islands, I can and will kill you if I see fit that it must be done.”

“That being said, you are guests and I have little reason to rid the world of you just yet.” The dark grey lion rolling his eyes with, “far be it from me to babysit another body that’s just as childish. Simply put, Dejen, I am just doing my job. Behave, and you have little to worry over. Just keep in mind to keep that rowdy lot you call a clan, or crew, in line as well.”

Giving a groan, Dejen shake his head as he told. “I’ll try, Dadisi. Believe me I’ll try.” then gave a glance to Dadisi in a thoughtful hum. Wonder if I can corcer him to play ‘Scar’ if I do the whole story telling thing? Naw...I doubt it could be done, even less since he would have other things to do. but he did have one more thing to ask.

“So out of curiosity...am I as the same of the threats you put down...or a lot more dangerous?”

“The lesser end.” answered Dadisi with very little concern. “It’s why I bothered to warn you. You’re only just low enough that I can give a warning. If you were higher… well, I don't think I need to explain what would happen if you were a real threat.”

Humming, he nodded and said. “Fair enough...Although that does bring up another question. What did happen when that arabia city stole from a Stripe clan and the whole Isles try to barter them? Razul mention something about that and it made me wonder about Stripes as a whole.”

“Razul?” Questioned the blackmane. “I’ll assume some tradesmen you met?” Then seemed to go on. “Well, to make a long story short, the Zebra had to move in and stop a clan of Strip from taking a few ships and bombing the entire city. I think they almost roped in a neighboring Spotted clan too, simply because those same Arabians took a couple of their clan members. And Spotted are much more ill-tempered and blood-lusting than a striped.”

Humming, Dejen said. “Really? Well, that answer my question. I never really understood why it was bad to piss off a Stripe Clan around here...But I think I’m starting to get an idea.”

“Since you were not raised among the Striped, it is understandable.” Dadasi said with a nod. “You might not be aware, but even if the issue was ‘resolved’, those same Striped and Spotted are just waiting for an excuse to attack that city. Hyena grudges run deep, Dejen. So deep, they will last for many generations. To the point they may not recall why they hate someone with a passion, only that they wronged them in some way.”

Whistling some in surprise, Dejen remarked. “Damned.” shaking his head some as he went on. “And I thought I was bad with grudges…” thinking some as he asked. “Did you meet any Stripes?” then jokes with a grin. “Well, beside the one who was scared from Asha.”

“Blackmanes and Stripes have close ties.” Dadasi told while flicking his tale. “You could say that we’re the only ‘honorary’ race they trust with even a smidge of their ways. Simply put, we understand the other. Much like how the Zebra and the Whitemanes have a mutual respect for the other.” Adding with a sideways glance, “or how thieves will always trust their partner thief with only certain things.”

A low snort of amusement escape from Dejen, but knew what Dadasi was implying as the Striped understood the message quite clear. Thinking a bit, Dejen soon asked a different topic. “How much do you know what the Hunters have been progressing in their ‘research’?”

“I can’t say I know what you’re talking about.” Admitted Dadisi blandly. “So really, I doubt I can tell you much of anything. They do avoid the Isle much like a pony would avoid meat. Only the most boldest, or foolish, would dare get close to this place.”

Nodding a bit, Dejen took out his deck to shuffle a bit, thinking for a brief moment as he told. “This is a freebie. But the Hunters got nifty gems, gems that can act like a signal of a dying changeling...or discover where a Queen might be. I don’t know how many they have, but most of them are with high authority figures.” then adding. “I have a theory that they might acquire their supplies with, ill-gained resources in Arabia. How much I don’t know...but I figure I should let you know now just in case.”

Not taking his eyes off the savanna plains, Dadisi asked, “no compassion to those crusaders then?”

“I might be merciful with someone who’s willing to listen, but no. To me? They’re no crusaders at all. They’re people who either want to see the world burn...or are from the same piece of cloth like me. The same kind you would end without hesitation.”

“Some would say you have a slight redeemable quality then.” spoke the lion with a hint of amusement. Any responses Dejen wanted to make were cut off when there were many footsteps from behind.

One look back and he could see those coming along. Tatsu with the Twins, Asha keeping close to them. Debt trailing along with his halberd over his shoulder, Mynu also keeping close with her bow and arrows. Susumu was there as well, keeping pace with the group and Tatsu not too far off. Mercy mostly in the lead, Windy by her side.

Eyes going over the diverse group, Dadisi said, “so, are these the ‘cubs’ you taken as your own, Asha?” And like a dime, Dejen watched both of the twins go from relaxed, to completely guarded. Almost exactly like how they became guarded around him. Apparently, they were either semi-aware of what Dadisi was… or they felt the need to be defensive.

“They sure are!” Asha called out, “Oh, Mercy, you remember Dadisi, right?” And went on, “you don’t need your disguess too. We’re deep in Plain territory. You’re fine to be yourself!”

Rolling her eyes, the Queen remove her disguise and said. “Its an old habit I gained Asha. It won’t be going away anytime soon.” looking to Dejen as she felt his tangled emotions and his hands shuffling his deck as she asked with a raised brow. “Been thinking again?”

Dejen grin as he put the deck into his pocket within the robe. “What else to do but talk with an overly bland lion?”

Mercy giggle, as Windy joined her. The two coming by the Stripe as Debt asked to Asha.

“Shall we leave this place we shall be staying, Asha?”

Smiling, Asha half bound ahead and told, “follow me, everyone!” Seeming more than giddy to show them her home. It made a few laughs as they followed, the Twins seeming to put in a run to catch up. Dadisi seemed so much less enthusiastic and just padded along at his own pace. Nearly lagging as he did.

The trip there was a big walk. They went from dirt, grass and even mixed patches of the two. Wildlife could be seen all around, but mostly seemed to ignore them for the most part. The place was warm, though not blistering like arabia, but still pretty warm. It was enough to make Mynu half adjust her clothes to let her cool down a bit.

A near hour of trekking, and they eventually came to what seemed to be the village to the Whitemane's. And to say there were a good plenty of them. Many of which lounged about wherever they pleased. Rocks and trees being places they spent most of their time near. Some seeming to have ‘homes’ of small coves from the many stones or rocky slabs on the other.

While Lionesses were common enough, there were a bit less of their male counterparts. And while it was mainly whitemane, there were signs of a blackmame here or there. Once more, lionesses. Cubs for the most part, were in near abundance and wandering all over, most playfully roughing around the other or near their mothers.

Windy coo at some of the cubs, as Mercy looked interest of seeing actual cubs. Dejen glance around as he couldn’t help but smile. He almost felt he was in Lion King for a brief moment with the surrounding around him.

Debt glance around as it felt odd for him to be in a ‘village’ and not see a single guard. He however reminded himself that the Lions were the guards if anything happened. But he would admit, it felt comforting and unsettling to be in a plain lands, even more with near to no conflict around.

Susumu gave a low hum, looking around through subtle means as he consider on what healing could be taught...and what information he might learn that could be given willingly and freely?

It wasn’t immediately, but from one of the cavernous areas where the group could spot a few things like hanging beads or colorful mats, a young lion called, “Asha’s back!” And like a wave, those that were interested came out. And while many of the younger one’s ran and pounced, Asha returned with her own bounding excitement.

Like a slight crashing of bodies that looked almost harmful, the bodies of Asha and the cubs got into the other’s space. Pawing, nipping, rubbing and on a few times having moaning roars. Tatsu wasn’t sure how to take the exchange. Though it seemed like a joyas one with Asha’s enthuseasum. “Oh look at you all, you’ve grown! Natani, is that you? You’re almost as tall as Kiva!” All laughing and giggling as they did.

“Asha, Asha, Asha!” One cub spoke, seeming to be in her teens. “Where’ve you been? What did you see? What is the outside world like?” This and more being voiced out.

With a blink, Mynu said, “Asha looks popular.”

“This is her home.” reminded Debt. “She also been known to enjoy being around young. Probably watched many cubs before she came with us.”

While they waited for the group to settle, they heard a loud roar. A few of the crew actually jumped from the sound, and the single lion roar seemed to be enough to settle the cubs and make a mound of lions to separate out. Those of the Pride seemed to pay attention now, and some moved while a new lion came into the picture. That being of a male who’s mane looked almost silverish in sheen.

While he moved in, they heard Asha call out, “Daddy!” and as if she were a cub, bounded up to nuzzle at him. The lion flanked by two lionesses, one coming around to soon join the nuzzling.

It was Dadisi that said, “That is Reth. A rare Silvermane and current Pride Lead here.” Seeming to place to point, that some respect was called for. “And as you now know, Asha’s father."

While Susumu was examining the lion in curiosity, Debt glance to the Lion as he could tell that despite the age of Reth? He could handle himself. Mercy and Windy look, with Mercy adding in a low tone to her Stripe.

“Be respectful as best you can.”

“No promise but trying.” replied Dejen as low as he could go to her.

With a look, Bina told, “you too Bakari.” He went to argue, but she elbowed him as if to add incentive to keep his trap shut. Which was possibly for the best.

Dadisi seemed to slightly back away from the group when Asha lead her father to them. And while he seemed reserved, there was a good-natured mirth to the silvery maned lions eyes. He had a slight smile, and Reth spoke, “so you are the strangers my daughter sought to travel with.” And gave a glance to the side. “You didn’t say they were of a diverse group, Sumari.”

Smiling in a teasing manner, the blood-mother and seer of the Pride told, “Well, you wouldn’t have gotten a nice surprise otherwise.” Turning to them and nodding, “I see you got my tell, young Stripe.”

A light chuckle escaped from Dejen lips as he jokes with a smile. “I tend to pay attention if a well respected Seer gives me a warning.”

In a knowing tone, Sumari said, “my nose tells me you rather say something other than ‘well respected’, cub.” Chuckling to herself and telling, “save the respect for Reth. He has a reputation. I’m just the honest Seer.”

With a look to his mate, Reth eventually rolled his eyes and said, “I welcome you, outsiders. I would ask you don’t stir up too much trouble in my Pride and not put any ill ideas in their heads. But you are welcome to rest here and spend your time around.”

He glanced over each, considering them from the other while adding, “I should warn you, we mostly have meat around here. Sumari might have gotten something ready for some of you, but if you want something you can eat? Then consider asking the huntresses to help you forage. They know the land and what is edible.”

“We will be sure to ask when we need to gather food and be on our best behavior,” said Dejen as he went on. “And I thank you for allowing us to stay in the lands of the Whitemanes and among your Pride. Even more letting us spending time here in peace.”

Nodding, Reth asked, “Sumari, you can show our guests their place of stay.” and turned to add, “daughter, if you would? I wish to have a word with you.” Turning and padding off, Asha tailing him while Suamri took her place.

The elderly lioness looked at them all and said, “please, this way.” Leading them the other way while adding, “I have to say, it’s nice to have guests. But I should warn you, if you feel something pouncing or pricking you in the morning, pay no mind or call of a lioness. It’s probably one of the curious cubs wanting to visit.”

“Curious cubs, hrm?” said Mercy in amusement, as she teased to the others. “Wonder who they’ll be curious the most?”

“Probably Debt.” joked Dejen, then amended. “Or maybe the Twins.”

“I just hope they don’t accidently touch my wings.” said Windy, glancing to said wings and it’s feathers.

Chuckling, Sumari told, “if they’re bothering you, call for a lioness. They’ll make sure to pick them up and put them to the side.” Giving a glance to the twins and saying, “speaking of cubs, you’re Asha’s ‘adopted’ ones?”

Screwing his face up, Bakari said, “only on paper. We ain’t really her cubs.” Getting a slight shove from his sister as he responded, “hey, she said we don’t gotta be respectful!”

“She’s still sort-of the second head around here, Bakari, at least try.” Bina responded before saying, “and we are, Sumari. Sorry about Bakari--”

“It’s fine, cub.” Laughed the Seer. “He’s just annoyed that he’s seen as a mere child that doesn't know better. Your aggravations of it all I understand.” Seeming amused by their surprised looks. “Do not be surprised. I am a mother of five rowdy cubs, one of which you know of and seen. And also more rambunctious than her four siblings.”

Shaking his head in amusement, Dejen jokes. “Nothing gets by mother intuition, doesn’t it?” To which Mercy agreed with an amused look.

“Nothing ever does, Dejen.”

Laughing, Sumari lead on through the Pride, the village not being that big or flashy. Only the rare mats, some baskets of things and a few beaded ‘doors’ could be seen around the place. When they reached one cave, Sumari told, “you may all rest here for the nights. Or use it for privacy.” motioning them to go on it. “It’s nothing like the comforts you might have, but it’s enough to rest and slumber.”

With a bow, Tatsu said, “we thank you for this shelter, honored Seer.”

That seemed to amuse the lioness, who laughed out, “such a well mannered youth you are.” Then waved a paw. “I will be going soon. Explore the village as you please. Though if you leave it? Please tell a huntress. You can defend yourselves, I know so. But there are other dangers that aren't living.”

“Of course Sumari, we’ll be sure to inform a huntress if we wish to explore more.” said Dejen, although inwardly he still felt a slight annoyance he couldn’t play any games with his cards. Even less the gambling type. *sigh* the price I pay for peace of mind for everyone else. A shame, but it is needed for this vacation. thought Dejen as he knew that it might be the best, no reason to be kick out from his needs as a gambler, right?

Each nodded or gave their thanks as they entered through the beaded door. Though Sumari scanned her eyes over and said, “a moment, healer?” Making Susumu just stop. “Can I have a word with you for a moment?”

Smiling, he nods. “But of course.” the Kitsune however knew that like Asha-- the Seer probably saw within him and would either give him a ‘warning’, or a promise if he acts out of hand. Especially more with other Whitemanes that were as strong, or powerful to sense his spirit so easily. He slightly consider on what plans he need to make if he was...forced out of the group.

She only smiled and waited for the others to cross the beads, before saying, “you’re a traveling healer, correct?” Standing and seeming intent on walking while talking.

“This, Susumu is.” agreed the doctor, walking with the Lioness as he went on. “Wish to expand knowledge of healing. Never went out of Holds before. Various ways of healing must be considered.”

She hummed and nod, “yes, there is a lot to learn.” Taking a detour around the village. “But, there are other things to learn, isn’t there?” Giving a look to the fox. “And while there’s a lot to learn, I think younglings like you should know when to keep their noses out of things. These are not your lands, and while you are confident? IT will be your undoing.”

“So do this old mother a favor, and behave?” She told it in such an honest and sincere tone, it didn’t seem like a threat. “You might find my worry silly, but I thought to say something. You might not know it, but there’s been people like you before that came looking for something. Maybe something more.” She stared at him with a kindness and said. “Don’t be like them. There are consequences.”

...Less of a threat and not a promise...but a warning of sincerity? Hrm...I may not know much of these Lions...but if a Seer is warning me to behave...bad tidings for me. Especially if she knows what I am so easily. thinking internally that...perhaps it might be wise to learn only healing. Otherwise he would be...in a position that will cost him his life. He didn’t know how theses Lions work, even less on the Blackmanes.

So perhaps...perhaps it would be wise enough to keep his nose and hands away from things but healing knowledge.

“Will...take in advice, wise mother.” spoke Susumu as he look to her and asked with a quizzing tone. “But must ask. Know what Dejen-san is, know he is like other's you saw. Know he is dangerous...yet not take action against him. Must wonder why.”

Smiling, the older lioness said, “know den of lions dangerous. So why take action to come near?” Laughing at his slow blink before saying, “life's a danger, young one. It’s the risks that makes it interesting.” Turning away to wander off before adding, “watch your back~”

For a moment he was confused by that and did indeed looked behind. It was disconcerting, turning around to look between some tightly packed rocks and see the dark corner they cast. And yet there was Dadisi, sitting in place and eyes piercing the shadows. What made it al the more disconcerting, was there mere fact that he couldn’t sense the lion. It was like he wasn’t there-- but his eyes could see him there. If not barily as a shadowy smoked figure.

Keeping his expression neutral and making his body calm, Susumu moved as camly he could back to the cave the others were at. Internally thankful he was wise enough to heed the warning. Even more now realizing that the one known as Dadisi? Would have no problem removing the doctor. Even less if the Kitsune couldn’t sense him to begin with. Am glad I decided to heed warning. Would be bad for my Clan to not hear of death.

Moving as fast without looking like he was rushing to the cave, Susumu enter through the beads as he internally took calming breaths. Learn that Blackmanes are like Kitsune. But unlike our style of Clan techniques, Blackmanes can blend within the shadows...be hidden to the point they weren’t even there.

Tatsu seemed to glance at him for a moment, but otherwise went back to a meditation on one of the mats provided. Looking around, Susumu could see there were enough mats for everyone, and then a few others. There were a few empty baskets too, no doubt for their personal use.

While he moved in, Mercy was possibly the only one to feel his slightly jard discomfort. She wondered what had happened between him and Sumari, but the lioness didn’t feel like anything threatening. If anything, she was like a more well-aged version of Asha… if not calmer.

Wonder if she saw something in him and ‘discuss’ it with him, like with Asha did to Dejen? thought the Queen as she glanced to mention Stripe, already helping Windy in unpacking a few things they had, mostly basic equipment or tools for camping, or sleeping in a cave. She however soon asked. “So, what are you planning on doing when we’re done, Dejen?”

Getting the Stripe to think, and admit. “Maybe just relax in the sun...or just relax on the bedding.”

“Thought Sir would want to head to the closest town or city to learn of things?” asked Debt, to which Dejen told with a ‘pfft’.

“It might take miles on foot, plus this is our first day here. I rather do that later on in our free time. Plus I’m limited with my work since Blackmanes and Stripes got the whole info gathering thing going.”

Bikari and Bina looked up to that while they paused their talking. With a look to the other, Bina soon said, “well, we’re thinking of staying with Asha here for a bit.” Smiling eventually to tell, “she said that in a few days, we can get a ride to the beach.”

Grinning, Bikari added, “we plan to be surfing it out once we get there.” Then puffed up with pride, “when the vacation was brought up and Asha talked about a beach, we got that wood all made up to be two surfboards!”

Peeking an eye open, tatsu repeated, “surf-boards?”

Nodding, Bina explained, “when there’s a good tide, you can go out on the water and ride them using boards made for it. Bikari and I happen to know how to make some, and made two of our own. Took about a week of our trip to do it, but we’re done and can’t wait to try it.”

“Surviving on debris on a rushing rivers fun.” Added in Bakari, “but it’s not like the real thing, ya know?”

“Try not to get hit by Stripes with their dinghes.” said Dejen as he soon laid down on the bedding with Windy coming by to rest her chin on his chest for a head scratch. “Apparently they’re known for risky maneuvers.”

“Does surfing require some sort of balancing while ‘riding’ the tides?” asked Debt in a curious manner, already kneeling in his spot with his helmet off to the side as he relaxes on his own bedding.

“Yup.” Nodded Bakari. “Lose your balance and you get dunked in the water. Maybe wiped out on a wave if you don’t ride it right.” And grinned and told on, “so, you better know how to swim when doing it.”

Thinking a bit, Debt held a frown as he said. “A shame I am a poor swimmer. Might be fun trying to ride on a piece of wood while on water.”

Smiling, Bina said, “hey, you can still try.” Upping her legs up to herself to add on from her own mat. “Bakari and I are going to be out there and we can swim. If you need to, we can pull you out. And we can show you how to surf, just takes a bit of practice at first.”

Giving a hum, he nodded and said. “I would appreciate it.” then look to Mynu as he asked. “Will you stay by the sand, Mynu or join in this surfing with me?”

Humming, she told while relaxing and lacing her bow and arrows to the side. “Maybe. But I might just also take a rest too. Sand at beaches are known to be warm, and it is soft. So maybe a nap on the beach and some of this ‘surfing’ ight be nice.”

While Debt nod to this, Mercy could feel the warm positive emotions between the two as she moves to relax by her male, as she glanced to Susumu who move his spot as she asked. “What are you planning to do Susumu?”

Giving a glance, the medic-nin spoke in a calm manner. “Will discuss healers when able to, learn of healing. Maybe visit with guide to city for herbs.”

“What, no beach time, Susumu?” asked Dejen with a head raise up as the doctor replied with a shake of his head.

“Limited time to learn of healing. Can relax in own time with tea. Enjoy the sun without sand to stick in coat.”

Tatsu raised a brow, but eventually told, “I may join you at the beach. But I do wish to speak to some of the Lions here. I am curious of their customs some.” Then slipped back to meditation. “It is odd… being surrounded by people that look like Herno, but so vastly different. Some might look and see them dressed or live savagely. It is most different.”

“If you think that's odd, just wait till you come across a city.” said Dejen, resting his head back on the bedding as he went on. “But I’ll probably head to the beach when you guys go, just to enjoy the sun and the sand.”

“And the two mares by your side?” tease Mercy, to which Dejen chuckled.

“That too.” then hummed and asked. “So...how long till Asha comes back? at least an hour?”

“Hard to say.” Mynu replied in thought while laying down. It almost felt a bit like home, being in a cavernous area surrounded by rock. “Her dad wanted a word with her. Maybe it’s to know where she’s been and had seen.” She could see her own folks doing the same. It could have been as simple as a family thing.

The stripe nodded his head, as Mercy hum and asked. “Speaking of family…” raising her head up to Dejen as she asked. “Have you ever thought of meeting your folks again?” Getting Dejen surprise as he glanced down to Mercy. “It’s been, what years since you last saw them? I never seen you send an actual letter, or at least wrote one to them. They would worry about you with what they heard.”

While Debt didn’t felt interested, mostly since Dejen family matters were his own thing, Susumu sublty perked an ear. Mostly to learn of Dejen ‘family’ as he was partially curious himself.

Humming a bit, Dejen said as he did his best to control his emotions inwardly. “Well...my folks are...moving kind. They rarely stay in one place and...well, I doubt I’ll be able to send them a letter, much less on where they might go.”

“Did they ever mention their favorite spots?” asked Mercy, noticing the slight pause in his word.

“Not really, they’re sporadic like that.” shrugged Dejen as he went on to add. “Plus, why worry about them? Pretty sure they’ll be fine.”

They looked on to that, but accepted it apparently and went quite. Mostly just sitting to themselves in thought and on their own times, going down to get some rest. Tomorrow was going to be an experience to be sure.