Diego
Diego stood to his full height as the prides lions came to greet him. His thick mane shielded his eyes from the onslaught of new faces, shaking his large head slightly he stared at them with his golden eyes. Diego watched them laugh with eachother and the growl forming in his throat stopped- they weren't here to put him in his place. "I'm not here to challenge anyone" he spoke, his deep growl speaking to the gathered lions. He watched the youngster-Clyde- with a slight gleam of amusement in his eyes, seeing himself as a youngster reflected in the cubs behaviour.