Within the outdoors in a tranquil meadow there sat a lone white leonion, calmly meditating before feeling a pressence approach him. As the planeswalker turned his head a smile appeared across his face as he rose up, holding his twin bladed axe gingerly like a staff.

“Greetings friend. I am Ajani Goldmane. What brings you to me today?” His voice is warm and gentle, friendly with a soft purr from the words he had spoken. The tall lion calmly awaited your reply.