[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Fleetfoot was indeed being watched.  The silver maned lion was a fair distance away at the edge of the desert settlement, his enhanced senses catching sight and sound of the stranger at the border.  Ears lifted among his quicksilver locks, and the Pharaoh began to make his way over to the newcomer.  Sephiroth made quite the sight, all muscular frame and silken mane and luminous eyes.  He studied Fleetfoot quietly as he approached, up and down scanning before he spoke.

"Do you have business here?"  The lion would rumble, coming to a stop before the smaller animal, looking down with a mildly tired gaze wit ha twitch of his whiskers.  Other then that, he remained rather still, like a pale silvery statue keeping watch over the territory.

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]The beast's brow would lift an invisible brow at the simple phrasing before he dipped his head, waves of silver mane shifting slightly as he did so.  "Welcome to the Rosebloods."  He would murmur, his slightly glowing eyes finally settling steadily on the newest member of the Rosebloods.  He would flick a tufted tipped tail slightly, glancing to the side slightly.  "You are free to make home in the territory wherever you wish, in one of the buildings or on the outskirts."

The grand beast's eyes would return to Fleetfoot, his head lifted slightly before he spoke again.  "What's your name?"