The woman he called mom was hurt and he was curled up nearby her most of the time. Today he was out of the guru's den and moving a bit. He needed to stretch his legs and he knew Plexus was good at his job. So Zuriela would be fine. He would offer a soft smile at a few passing npcs before stopping at a puddle.

Lowering his head to lap at the water silently. The little lion cub lifts his head and looks back over his shoulder. Eyes seeking anyone that might offer company. He needed to get out more.

Yet, he was fighting the urge to run back to her side. To be with her until she was healed. He had to fight it down and thus settled in. Sitting and letting his eyes flick about.

Was he able to ignore his worries? Only time would tell.

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