You've been walking for days with nothing in sight. Just as you begin to give up hope you see something slinking through the bushes far ahead. You stray from the path to follow whatever it is and follow it to a set of caves, this is the only clan for miles and you didn't even know they were here. As you're approaching the den a large lioness and and adolescent stop in front of the entrance and say nothing.

Your heart pounds as you face them. "25 silver beetles" the garding lioness says without missing a beat. You pause and stammer but her answers is swift and bland " if you with to see the queen you must pay, her time is valuable."

- " here's your money "
" I have no money to spare"
" I need to continue my travels. I can't stay"