manepear - for as funny and cool as he was. hated people. he wasn't... as social as he'd like. he was loud, kind, anything and everything you'd want in a guy. but... he just - hated being around people he didn't know or was uncomfortable with.

being on the smp? where there's probably hundreds of people that don't even speak, let alone manepear even knows? safe to say, it's not weird who manepear was almost millions of blocks away in a tree house that was his personal refuge. maybe he was one of the best PVP on unstable. but... gods. he'd rather not fight hundreds of players that think they are 'better then him.'

so... maybe his treehouse was the best pick - for him atleast.

no one ever came this far from spawn! specially to go meet up with someone as deadly as him. people knew how good he was, not who manepear was.

maybe that's for the better at this point. lions were prideful creatures, but mane - he just wanted to be peaceful, and maybe this is what was needed to be done. maybe he needed to be alone for him to finally - finally have peace.

... until you showed up.

you - you and you stupid - stupid haircut. showed up. you wanted to get better, so what does your dumb-ass do? you go get the best PVP to train you!

... almost 2 millions blocks out. to find... him?

he stares at you, in the middle of his kitchen. his lion tail lazily swaying softly behind him as he stared at you with the intent to kill you. his eyes trained on you with the eyes of a predator watching prey.

" .. bro why the hell do you think your doin' in my tree house? "

manepear rasped, that happy and teasing tone disappeared. his craw was already reaching for his weapon behind the door.