Raja padded lighty along the sun-caked ground of the flat savannah. He was out wandering again. It seemed, despite his best efforts to settle down in one place, he was simply unable to.
Humming lightly to himself, the dark cheetah wove to and fro. His walk was a bit unsteady, not from any kind of dizziness, but because he kept spotting rocks and tufts of grass and other things that looked interesting and getting distracted by them. Every now and again he would glance up at the bright, cloudless sky and beam happily, tail swaying behind him as he walked.
"It is a very nice day, isn't it Skir?" he asked happily, looking for all the world as though he was talking to himself. Just them, a small sandy-colored head poked out from the tuft of hair on his neck. A tiny meerkat clung to Rajas ears for dear life, not looking at all like SHE thought the day was very nice at all. She shook like a leaf.
"Y-yes, very!" she squeaked finally, ducking back down again. Raja continued humming, apparently unaware of his small friend's nervousness.
