[He doesn't quite know what to make of it. But then, it seems the only one tense here is him. So he closes the gap between them a little more as asked, stopping in front of the lion with a bit of apprehension and curiosity alike.]
I just wondered what you meant... I didn't know there were lions around.
[ Deep golden eyes rest on the young Cat, old in a way his bearing doesn't trespass. When he speaks, his voice thrums with an undercurrent that is, inexplicably, like sunshine parting clouds; it's loving and kind and good, rising up from somewhere inside. The simple look lasts moments. Aslan's voice is lower, afterward. ]
You may know me by a different name in your world.
[ And if Konoe doesn't, his senses ought to be picking up on something positive despite a hair not being out of place. ]
[And amber eyes fall, while Konoe gives it some thought. What does he know that really belongs to everyone?
He's trapped in the physical things, distracted by thoughts like "territory" and he looks up again with a tilt of his head, in hope he'll at least get a hint...but he can feel it, if he's ever felt anything so not harmful in his life.]
Maybe....
[Maybe it's one of those nameless feelings. For a cat like him, from a world where "love" exists as only a memory more often than not, maybe it's one he simply doesn't know how to name. It's not the first time he's had such difficulty.]
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I just wondered what you meant... I didn't know there were lions around.
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Now you know, does it lift your heart?
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It does... I've only seen small Cats like me before.
[And only after being pulled from home.]
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[ Lions don't purr ordinarily, but the chuckle he holds passes off for one with a warm huff of his breath. ]
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[No way...!]
We've only just met!
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You may know me by a different name in your world.
[ And if Konoe doesn't, his senses ought to be picking up on something positive despite a hair not being out of place. ]
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He's trapped in the physical things, distracted by thoughts like "territory" and he looks up again with a tilt of his head, in hope he'll at least get a hint...but he can feel it, if he's ever felt anything so not harmful in his life.]
Maybe....
[Maybe it's one of those nameless feelings. For a cat like him, from a world where "love" exists as only a memory more often than not, maybe it's one he simply doesn't know how to name. It's not the first time he's had such difficulty.]
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[ Pacing over on big silent paws, he breathes over him; it's the heat of Home, safe and tangible as it pricks at goosebumps. ]
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That's....
[Something wholly good, and warm, bringing peace to his heart that he hasn't felt in so long... this Cat is different.
And he considers it - ]
We say... "It is just forest, water, soil, the sky, and cat." Are you...?
[One of those? All? Or something greater...?]
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[ Which isn't a yes or a no. His tail flicks side to side playfully. ]