These Days of Solitude [Raumr]

He chuckles, nodding in understanding. While lions were felines that preferred to live in groups, he understood that most other felines were not such the same. Preferring the solitude and safety of smaller numbers, out of the way of other predators. Yet, that is what he wished to change. If he tried hard enough, sought out all of them, they could create a pride large enough to make the wolves second guess the next time they messed with a cat.

"Birna," Raumr speaks softly, testing her name on his tongue. "Fitting, and no I have not. I arrived recently," he admits, his smile unwavering. He felt no shame in this truth. Everyone must start from somewhere.

Raumr's gaze flicks to the beavers that make home along the water's edge. His belly responds in kind. "It appears that I am hungrier than I thought," he mused humorously. "If you do not mind, we can share a meal over some conversation?" Seeing how she hunted wouldn't be a bad thing either.

Raumr Regalus, the Third