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Luckily he wasn't at the party last night, so he was unaware of anything that had happened. Stein stretched himself out under the warmth of the sun and just sighed. Sometimes he thought he should try to move up in the world, but Stein was more about feeling good in the moment and not letting the future scare you into making rash decisions. Like he hasn't flirted once with a female, or even though about a mate or cubs.

He was enjoying playing with the cubs in the pride, tackling his siblings when he saw them and just living it up.

It was time to re-hydrate himself so he could continue to be active like a cub was. So, he veered a little and headed right for the river for a nice cool drink of water. Of course, on his way he caught scent of something that smelled really...off. That was the only way he could describe it. It wasn't a scent he'd smelled before and he wasn't sure he wanted to ever smell it again. It made his nose scrunch up and his head snap around looking for who this scent belonged to.

Of course, that's when Stein's eyes fell upon the brown lioness carrying a pelt that looked as if it'd seen better days.

"I don't know if you really want that in your mouth," he murmured to her, moving over and slowly sniffing in her direction before shivering. "Ugh.."

He wrinkled his nose further at the gag, but at least she realized her mistake. He pawed at it a few times, the pelt, and then just shook his head. "Maybe bury it on the outskirts of the pride..." This thing in the river would just bring misery to anything living in it. Well, he'd laugh to she the crocs get messed up by this pelt, but still.

Stein kicked some dirt at the pelt before grinning at her sheepishly. "I'm Stein, by the way. ...Want me to help you bury this thing? We can ....kick it or something." He didn't know how they'd get it to the outskirts without putting it in their mouths, but that really, really didn't seem appealing in the slightest bit. The oddly colored male just shrugged down at the female and sighed. "Or we could just toss it in the river where the crocs are and have them deal with it..They'd probably shred it into small pieces."

Willingness was strong. He really didn't want to but he couldn't let her do it by herself. "The river's probably the closest." Green eyes glance down at the cursed thing and he wrinkled his nose a bit.

When she introduced herself, Stein glanced up at her and gave a nod. "I'm Stein. I'd say pleasure to meet you but that seems in bad taste." Just like the pun he just told without realizing it. He mentally winced at himself and just kept going. "So I'm guessing this... thing isn't your own doing. Seems pretty gross and rude to uh.." He rolled his shoulders and looked at the pelt. "Mn."

They got to the river with little problems, carefully carrying it between their teeth. He didn't talk because putting any more of his mouth on this thing was going to make him sick. Stein had no constitution when it came to things like this. He liked everything tidy. Maybe not organized, but at least tidy.

When they got to the rivers edge, he signaled for them to drop it. With that done, Stein slowly nudged it toward the water.

"Any last words for a good pelt spoiled?"

Stein's green eyes watched that pelt do a weird float-sink and then smirked. A croc took the bait and now was snapping into it furiously. He snickered and shook his head before looking back to the female, glancing her over quickly.

"Well Sunniva, I'm glad I ran into you. This... was pretty entertaining, if not.. a bit gross." He shrugged then and stretched his neck out, giving his head a hard shake.