Rather than move to Asha's side, Juliet's casual stride brought her to flaunt her strength in a wide arc around behind the man. No lion, she thought, should feel entitled when he was amongst the lionesses until they had accepted him. The intention behind her movements was to keep him on edge- a throne could only be comfortable if all of its legs were even, and from what she'd gathered, the small pride had few intentions of simply fluffing pillows and preparing the seat for the first king that came along. With each prowling step she hoped to shred his concentration just enough to give Asha an advantage.