He raised an eyebrow, and looked around as if slightly confused, though the small smile on his face belied his acting. "Really, I have no idea. But how about I find out tomorrow, when everyone is well rested, fresh, and eager to show this poor male what the time held and most honored traditions are? You are all exhausted from concern about the miscreants, and I would hate for one of you to be unhappy with their 'teachings' due to a mistake caused by exhaustion."<br/><br/>He grinned brightly, before nudging the high priestess with his hip, and then meeting the gaze of the other liontauress of about the same age. "But I am afraid that this form is cold blooded, and hard to keep warm, so perhaps I could persuade the two of you to help me stay warm? I am sure we can think of something that should work."<br/><br/>The high priestess had to know he was lying through his fangs, his flank still against her and quiet warm.