Paul overheard something about a potluck and grinned, that would be a great way to get to know this town. He headed home, thinking of food to make.
Mufasa had been watching his Mistress work for quite sometime when he suddenly realised what she was cooking " Muffins, yum!"
"Savoury ones" She replied, trying to get the fire to grow.
She rolled her eyes at him"For the potluck"
"But that's the next forest over!"
"I thought you wanted to go somewhere! I frequent their market more then this one and we're on the right side of our forest to get there quickly.#
Mufasa ignored her and started grooming himself.