A picnic. Aurum couldn't actually remember the last time he had been a part of a picnic, if ever. Perhaps back when he and Poetking were cubs, and they would go out far exploring in the pride's territory before they ate far away? He wasn't really sure if that counted, and he knew that those little encounters were far from the beautiful and delicate event Moth had set up here. The lion felt a calm smile on his muzzle as he moved over, sitting at the edge of the blanket before he spoke gruffly, "A picnic, huh...? Wow Moth, you did good. This is really cute."

Aurum's eyes swept slowly over the picnic scene before him, faintly registering everything that Moth was saying in the back of his mind. The lion was unused to eating anything but straight up prey, even after all of his time spent in Tanglewood. It wasn't that people around here didn't cook some good stuff – with the exception of Leroy, perhaps – but he just preferred to eat whatever he was able to catch on his own. It was easier, and usually faster, since he didn't need to go through the process of cooking or gathering anything except for the prey beneath his claws. Still, the set up that Moth had laid out here was pretty damn good, so he didn't mind figuring out what he would enjoy. Leaning forward a little bit, he sniffed at a few of the different sandwiches, trying his best to figure out what they were just from the scent and appearance. He eventually snatched up a turkey and cheese sandwich in his jaws, leaning back into his usual sitting position. He took a firm bite from it, nearly slamming his teeth together thanks to how easily the bread and meat gave way to his fangs. He was so used to tearing through muscle and bone that it was disorienting to not have to. He found himself smiling anyways, mumbling after he finished his bite, "Mm... this is pretty good. You did a good job setting this all up too. It reminds me of the cute little pictures of families having pictures I'd see in my old storybooks."