Vitani smirked. "Yeah, King material is Simba. Not him!" She spat, then laughing. "I don't really want to stay if it's going to be this rainy. Every year!" She sighed. Mheetu reached up and took the flower out oh her hair, she laughed and smirked. Also, looking into his mossy green eyes, looking away when he did. To make it less awkward. "Nyembe need to learn how to be his own king, and take control of his own life!" She stated, she then moved to watch Mheetu. Then she positioned herself into a fighting stance. "I hate fighting, but it brings out the animal in me!" She growled in a playful way.
"No claws or blood shed!" She yelled before they started. Another playful growl exited her mouth before she smirked at Mheetu. "Try me." The lioness whispered before charging at Mheetu then jumping to attack.