Qeelak

It had been a while since he had wandered closer to the lake. Generally when the cold seasons came to pass, the cheetah opted to stay away from larger bodies of waters he knew about. It was way to easy to cross into snow covered ice, only to have it crack unexpectedly and-- woops! There goes whatever few years you could of lived for. No, it was better to play it safe along the rivers and woods. Moving water didn't freeze nearly as bad and the canopy always helped with the snow.

But it was getting warmer with each day and so the loner had wanted to go out and explore a little bit. What better place to start his trek out of the Sonnet Forest but towards the larger body of water that was most likely warmed by now. Maybe he could try fishing? He was never the best at it but his muscles were aching from the cold. Pulling off a full sprint on a rabbit didn't sound like the most pleasant use of his energy. Walking along the river bed just north of where it opened to the lake, Qeelak the king cheetah watched the flowing water for any large schools of the famous fish of the lake.

Zeyvon

Zeyvon was patrolling the lake when he saw the cheetah. Sure his cubs were just over a year old now but he was still fiercly protective so he now made to move toward the cheetah. who are you and why are you here?He said.

Qeelak

Clawed paws shuffled underneath the flowing cold of the river, the cheetah having taken up a stance close to prowling. Belly barely touching against the rocky river bottom, golden gaze stared straight into the deeper middle section where slivers of scales shined through the flowing liquid. Without retractable claws, he took on the approach of slow movement, trying to get close enough to the pathways the fish seemed to follow. Qeelak dropped his head just above the surface, ready to snap when he saw the telltale shine.

"Who are you and why are you here?" The words were so simple but, as soon as they dropped from the stranger's maw, the cheetahs muscles released. Like a salmon breaching the river to clear a waterfall, Qeelak launched upward. Water splashed and shed off his fur in a spectacle of droplets as he stumbled through his landing, barely getting his paws underneath him in order to turn and face the stranger. His hackles were raised in defense, teeth bared as an involuntary hiss came from his muzzle before sizzling off into his words.

"Sss-SHIT!!! Can't a cat try and catch some fish without someone scaring them all-" His words fell off once his golden gaze landed on the...rather large feline standing not far from him. "O-Off...." His ears went back and he took a few cautionary steps back. "IIIII mean... S-Sorry. Did you happen to want this fishing spot?" A paw pointed towards where he was originally crouched. "It's fiiiiine, of course! Y-Youre welcome to have it. After all, I'm sure I can find some more closer to the Lake." A nervous smile, before he moved to possibly leave the liger. The last thing he needed was to end up in a fight with someone like him.

Faidanen

The frosted ligeress was leagues behind Zeyvon in weight, but at nearly two-hundred and fifty pounds, she was still a very formidable beast. Hefty, thickly furred paws helped to muffle all this weight as she followed a small distance behind her king, assisting him in surveying and protecting their little patch of land by the lake, and when Zey stopped to confront the curious beast poaching fish in their domain, her dark, sandy orbs briefly sized him up as a potential meal.

The way the cat seemed to explode upward in the air, water droplets dancing off his coat in a thousand different angles, brought an unexpected grin to Fai's tawny-orange mug. She stepped up beside Zeyvon just as Queelak was hastily explaining herself, and the amusement of it all subdued her thoughts of a hunt. "What are you, stranger?" Rather than a potential meal, Qeelak had quickly become a curiosity, for she had never seen a cheetah before. "You look half starved."

Zeyvon

He watched the cat. RelaxHe finally said. we aren't going to eat you