[h1][center][color=gold]Lord Zion[/color][/center][/h1]

Arms crossed, leaning amongst a wall or crate of goods. The lion watched and waited as the scene unfolded. Expression on lion's large maw was unenthusiastic as ever, despite the mission at hand, while waiting for the leader of this mission to speak or explain what the first course of action would be. Golden hues of the lion swiftly bouncing around as Lord Zion examined all the bodies filling the warehouse. Finally Zion speaks, after hearing the voices of the grunts or soldiers, voice loud and proud so all could hear him.

"[color=gold]No mattah who's instructed to lead us, as long as we're guided by Dark Tree, we'll remain true. 'Doh (though) I'd be a lia'ah (liar) if I said i wasn't curious as who will be running this show, and what our first move will be.[/color]" 

Impatience and pride of the lion were easily visible within his naturally stern expression. Seemed Lord Zion was more than ready as he stared upon the man in the back, who Zion assumed was the leader.