Mwanga sat down next to the water. She'd already had a drink, so she stayed upright, glancing back over the other three. Shomari was glued to her side, his tail twitching rapidly. She gave his head a swift lick, hoping he'd eventually calm down. As one of the males--Cheshi--sat nearby, Meanga lifted her head and fixed a mint green stare on him. She shrugged at his words. "The world's wide. I guess no pride has needed this space." She murmured.
"But yeah, it does seem like a nice place. Perhaps we'll stick around to explore a bit more." She chirped, glancing down at Shomari. He blinked up at her; hardly a clear response, but she was used to it.