Pluto,
Lion of Junior Member
Played by Taboo
Had he cared even a bit about Anatole's nigh flirtatious mannerisms, at least outside of when they ran the risk of causing trouble, Pluto would have rolled his eyes at his cousin.

He also refused to acknowledge the light 'thwap' of a spank that he received from the other's tail. The night coated lion's only sign that he'd even been aware was a brief narrowing of his eyes before the conversation picked up once more. Much to everyone's mercy.

"Family resemblance indeed, our bloodline is said to be star-touched," Pluto couldn't help but feel a thrum of pride in his chest at this Nat's observation. The Stellultima Clan founder had passed down the words that stars were the ultimate form of immortality. Long after their bodies had turned to dust, the stars would still be there every night.

As long as there were stars, there would be Stellultima.

"Funnily enough, I nearly mistook you for one of our own." Pluto wasn't too worried about her lack of information, if they were stumbling over inbound traffic into these lands then surely they would eventually run into someone who did know the area further in. The tidbit of information was sparse, but told him that paws were moving here.

The familiar voice of his twin broke the heartbeat of silence that had fallen, and Pluto turned his gaze away from the lioness, trusting Anatole to keep eyes on for any sudden movement, to look to his sibling.

"Fell out of the wrong side of the sky, brother?" He hummed, gently shouldering past the sharing of names just yet.

@Nykhia @Anatole @Ceres