Azola noticed that there wasn't as much prey scent in her territory. She growled and stalked towards the pridelands. She caught sight of a zebra and went into a hunting crouch.
Abasi's eyes opened and he sniffed the air. He muttered as the musky scent of the outlands whipped up his nose. He stalked towards the scent. "Azola!" he growled, sending the zebra's running.
Azola looked up and sneered "Oh. It's you."