[Simba just can't seem to concentrate on anything. He tried to practice his reading, but that hasn't really worked out. He tried to find something to play with, but got bored of it very quickly. No matter how hard he tries, he can't concentrate on anything. So he decided to get something to eat. He can currently be found in Sergei's nomming a plate
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Ben freezes when he sees it. It smells like a lion. It looks like a lion. What gives? If he were in wolf form, it wouldn't be a problem. But he's human, presently, and hungry. And looking at a lion.
And there is no convenient car to get the fuck into.
What gives?
He edges around the thing, one eye on it. Maybe it's tame? Or maybe it's another bloody shifter.]
Hey, mate. You understand what I'm saying?
[If not, he is prepared to throw a table at its head. He can do that, you know. Throw tables.]
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Yeah I understand you.
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... So you're a lion.
[WAY TO STATE THE OBVIOUS.]
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Uh...thanks for telling me? I'm Simba.
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What she didn't expect was to see a lion in the restaurant. The husky stops and stares from the doorway, tail down. God only knows if it's friendly like the tiger, or if its a shifter of some sort, and Sarea can't talk in this form. Great.
She's just gonna stand here and hope to go it either doesn't notice her or is friendly...]
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His claws don't extend, but Simba does make sure that Sarea sees his sharp teeth.]
What?
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Sarea's ears flatten against her head, bowing a bit in an attempt to appear anything but threatening. She moves slowly into the room, making sure its obvious shes just heading there for food and isn't interested in getting into a fight with him.
She's not usually submissive, but the lion's a helluva lot bigger then she is and getting into a scuffle in husky mode wouldn't be a good idea.]
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