[Log] Waiting (Celia and Itri)

[Midnightglow18]

Itri had enjoyed his talk with Bembe even though she was a little bit jumpy it hadn't been annoying, it had been sweet and endearing. He liked her a great deal and wanted to get to know her better if he was accepted into the pride. He had since found a watering hole so he could wash the dust and dirt from his pelt. He was now laying on the border once again watching the border as the day past rather uneventful. Bembe couldn't stay with him forever as he waited to hear if he had been accepted after all.

Itri stretched out his body and yawned widely than he flipped to his side and closed his eyes. He really would have rather been doing something, he still hoped to move past his cub name someday somehow. He felt like he needed something to give him that last piece that he couldn't get since his pride had disbanded. Then again if he had been home where he should have been perhaps things would have been different. There was no way for him to change the past so he was looking towards a future perhaps with Bembe instead if she liked him.  

[Midnightglow18]

Clelia was in a mood. That was nothing new, she was always in a mood. The weather didn’t help, as it was drizzling on and off and making her even more irritable that she usually was. She’d lost her temper. Again. And she’d decided that a walk would help to clear her mood. Rather than heading for her usual spots on the cliffs, Cle had chosen to walk along the border.
Her temper had begun to cool, but it had left her feeling dreary and depressed. She needed to find purpose, but she didn’t feel the urge to go viking along with the rest. It was a conundrum and it thoroughly preoccupied her point that she didn’t see the male lion lying prone on the ground until she nearly stepped on him.
Snarling in surprise, she kept from swiping at him by sheer will alone. Instead, she stopped in her tracks and just stared at him.
“Who are you and what are you doing here?” she growled, demanding an answer.  

[Midnightglow18]

Itri looked at the angry lioness here we go again, he was going to be in a mood himself if he was driven away by an angry lioness before he got a chance to spend more time with Bembe. "I am waiting, what are you doing here?" Itri asked looking her over, she didn't look like Bembe, so he didn't think she was a natural born pride lander anymore then he was. So she didn't have the right to be yelling at him as far as he was concerned. He stood firm and didn't stand down against the grumpy lioness. He was looking forward to his time with Bembe and he was willing to fight for his fair chance to plead his case to the king of the pride lands. He was not willing to run away. Perhaps standing up as a grown male was part of what he needed to feel grown up even if he still had the name of a cub. He looked at her sternly he was normally very laid back but her grump had brought out a level of the grump in Itri and he wasn't planning to back down from this battle of wills.