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[maned]

There are far more lions and lionesses here since last we spoke, dear one. 

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[madcuriosity]

Yes, but none quite as mighty as you, Aslan.

[maned]

Might comes in many forms. In some ways, I think them braver even than I am.

[madcuriosity]

Braver than you? How so, sir?

[maned]

It would be a disservice to name how, precisely. But I am proud of the good in them, that has not changed.

[madcuriosity]

There's far more good than bad, sir!

[calledmegentle]

But not are quite like you, Aslan.

[Nothing and no one is, really.]

[maned]

Indeed, there is. And how do you fare, little lady?

[maned]

[ A low chuckle rumbles. ]

Nor any like unto you, Susan.

[heartandkey]

I hope most of them are friendly.

[maned]

For the most part, I would hope the same.

[heartandkey]

For the most part? You seem friendly to me.

[maned]

I wouldn't want to frighten you.

[heartandkey]

Only a kind lion would think about that. (A pause.) Thank you. My name is Kairi.

[maned]

You may call me Aslan. [ If lions could smile, this one near does. Then there's the fact his voice is a low rumbling purr. ] Are you usually wary around lions?

[tailcrook]

More?

[He isn't sure if he's seen any before... so he can't help being a little awed now.]

[maned]

In a way. [ His large head lowers, dark eyes resting on Konoe patiently. ] Come closer, little brother, and do not be afraid.

[tailcrook]

I'm not... [Afraid, though on approach he can't keep his tail from hanging between his legs. A real live Cat is awesome enough, but one like this?]

[maned]

[ Aslan stays where he is, patient and waiting. ]

[tailcrook]

[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.

[maned]

[ If anything resonates an aura of peace, it's the unnaturally large lion. ]

Now you know, does it lift your heart?

[tailcrook]

[When Cats are like mirrors to all ancient and holy? Yes - ]

It does... I've only seen small Cats like me before.

[And only after being pulled from home.]

[maned]

There are many homes with many different people. I belong to all of them, and to you.

[ Lions don't purr ordinarily, but the chuckle he holds passes off for one with a warm huff of his breath. ]

[tailcrook]

To all - [Wait.] To me?

[No way...!]

We've only just met!

[maned]

[ 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. ]

[tailcrook]

[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.]