[versailles]

Originally Posted by Spikey Bean

Abioye turned with an aggressive growl at the other lion. “Leave me be,” He practically roared at him. He instinctively stepped in front of the lioness, shielding her from Deirdre. “Go away,” he commanded in a low growl.

"Oh, don't be so aggressive, I'm here to talk." The dark lion said rolling his amber eyes. Deirdre looked back at Abioye. "I think you should think of the good side of being the future king." He said, the black maned lion glancing around to see the multiple carvings.