Aristote perked at the whispers of his comrade. Elspet had been interesting but the young lion was feeling a kinship with the young colt. They were both young blooded creatures, easily excitable and ever so easily cheered.A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, however he only allowed one side of his face to rise in a strange look. He was trying to keep his teeth from showing. Even to him when he looked at his reflection he was intimidated by his own teeth, so he was sure they would frighten the poor boy as well.
Thanks.. The grateful response from the young lion. He really probably did spend a bit more time in the mornings than he should on just grooming his mane alone. He really didn’t wanna anyone to know just how prim he really was when it came to his looks. But he couldn’t help it, he was handsome and he knew for a fact that as he got older he’d be one handsome creature by the end.
Finally as they both pranced, Aristotle couldn’t contain the grin that pulled at the corners of his mouth revealing his large teeth. He couldn’t help he had made a connection with someone his own age, what wasn’t there to be happy about? Well other than being on opposite sides of the food chain. But then I wont tell if you don’t.
The smile on his face spread further finally reaching his eyes as they glittered with pure excitement. He could meet more creatures! James would take him to meet others! He wasn’t going to be alone anymore. Not that being alone bothered him, it was mostly he was curious how many species of creatures were living in this strange world he had been thrust into.
Aristotle watched James for a moment as he ran down the path. James looked back at him, this time he got the hint. Leaping to his paws the young lion raced after the colt. They were nowhere near equal in speed, a thoroughbred at full trot could easily out pace a young male lion. But then James wasn’t trying to get away anymore, so instead Aristotle ran beside his new friend’s side.
I can’t wait to meet your friends James, I just hope they like me. He really was worried that being what he was they wouldn’t like him and would quite possibly run from him, or worse attack him.
@James