The Sunspire I'm offended that you're so surprised

The lion was proud of himself. Perhaps more than he was entitled to. Catching a rabbit was not the most challenging thing in the world, but he was young and didn't know better than that food came from the peasants beneath him. He felt useful for a change. His lion head jerked up and his light pink eyes found a rather odd looking wolf(?). The other gave him a sign of respect, something he had been used to back at home but not here.

One paw smoothed down his mane, but as soon as that was done he took some steps towards the female that smelled of the Sunspire. He raised an eyebrow, placing his kill on the ground so he wouldn't sound dumb trying to talk to her. Owh - hello, good day miss. He greeted, his warm voice carrying a hint of surprise.