Tiaret finally eased up on her scratchings, only her glare on the male got even more intense, "...shut up," she murmurs in a harsh tone, "lionesses are much stronger than you lazy lions, afterall." she snorts, ears flattened...although she had noticed the differences as she and her twin grew. Namely, the mane, Tiaret would've loved to steal her brother's growing mane if she could...she felt it'd give her a 'cooler appearance'. In an almost cublike tone she would add,
"just 'cause you fat males get the manes..." she pauses and snaps her mouth shut after this...she'd probably done enough of making a fool of herself for now anyways. Turning her attention to Rac to raises an eyebrow and grins, "I knew there were more lions on these lands...so, this simba...wheres he at?" she allowed her orange eyes to scan the plains again.

Kashka couldn't help overhearing this and took the time to straighten up his own scruffy mane. In fact, could he, he would've given it to his sister...it was just a problem for him to groom each day. Since he's normally a clean freak it just gave him even more work to do, afterall.