Levy stopped to survey the scene in front of him, almost missing the red Bengal among the foliage that littered the base of the tree. Clever cat. smirking ever so softly to himself he hurried to meet the cat at the base of the tree, ignoring the ominous aura their surrounding emitted. They were both grown, there was no reason to feed into childish things like what went bump in the night, or in this case, day.

"This is an interesting spot to take a nap" the large cat remarked, taking a seat near by on one of the exposed gnarled roots of the tree. Sinking his claws into the exposed soft wood he begain to sharpen his claws on the bark.

"Insomnia is my life." His lips curled into a smile, and his paws quit working the wood underneath his claws. His tail however weaved idly to and fro behind him almost immediately after his paws stopped moving. The tom began to purr idly as if he wasn't even aware he was doing so. He assessed the red cat quickly, just a quick size up that he knew the other would of noticed. Interest and amusement gleamed in his gaze. "I have no issue with our chosen rendezvous, It only makes sense to greet strangers on familiar ground."

He offered no further information even as the other lightly pressed for it, there was no need to explain himself and therefore he kept up his calm demeanor. Still smiling faintly and purring as Funk spoke. he's bored he noted as the other tom's jaws parted in a yawn. Most would assume that he perhaps sampled his own supplies but to Levee he didn't look the type. He however, did strike him as rather curious.

"Right, there is the matter of payment, I'm prepared to grant you whatever it is that you want, provided that you do me one last favor first." He watched the tom carefully, trying to read his expression and gauge his reaction.

Leviathan's smile broadened at the nemesis' words. The tom's nonchalant demeanor was telling in itself, or maybe not. It could be that the red cat felt comfortable with power and felt no reason to cling to it, or that he was forcing himself to remain calm so that others would read him wrong. His confidence was both refreshing and mildly vexing, if only because it would mean he didn't see Leviathan as a threat, he wasn't but still. The rogue leader's tail twitched as he regarded the tired glint in the Bengal's green eyes. Tired meant slow, and being slow made you vulnerable. He could understand the feeling, it would be in both of their best interest to trust the other not to do anything foolish.

"I'm not particularly keen on having a middle man when it comes to my necessities. If you would be willing to show me where you procured this herb of yours, I'll do whatever it is you desire that would make it worth your while."

Hopping off the root of the tree, the black and white tom closed the gap between him and Funk getting perhaps a little too close. His gazed locked with the other's only briefly before he bent his head to carefully sniff the pods that rested on the leaf. The smart, and simultaneously stupid thing to do would be to test them out. He had to know if they worked right? He couldn't ask the other tom to do it, the tired look in his eyes confirmed his suspicions that the russet tom did in fact not indulge himself in his own concoctions, and there was a reason for it. Otherwise why would someone so tired not take any sleep aid. As far as the tom knew, he was using them on himself so it would have to be something he knew to be safe wouldn't it?

"Mhm, how long would you say these effects last?"

The tom straightened up, deciding with that information it probably wouldn’t be too wise to try them out now. Though it was still early enough in the day... and he could use a good sleep before that nights events... No, he would wake for now, and even with only a few pods it would last him a few months, should he only use them for their intended purpose. So even if the tom wasn’t willing to show him how to make them he wouldn’t need to call upon his services for some time. He had to admit that was mildly disappointing, save his usually band of followers it had been some time since he’d met a cat he couldn’t quite figure out and it looked like he was going to lose his opportunity to do so.

“That’ll work fine then, your guy didn’t exactly tell me what you wanted in exchange...” curiosity seeped into his tone as he watched the other carefully. He was obviously in a place of power so it wasn’t like he couldn’t get his paws on something if he wanted. This put Leviathan at a disadvantage. He held no real power in these lands yet so anything this cat asked of him would take some time to arrange.

Leviathan blinked. This was going to be way easier than he originally thought. Once again the purr started up up in his throat as he let himself get lost in thoughts, whatever was going through his mind made the smile on his lips curl up even further, perhaps the most genuine one in a long while. His paws began to excitedly shred the grass beneath his paws.

"Yes, yes the cats I give these to do die, but I do not kill them. They offer themselves to me willingly. However, if the cats you wish me to take care of are yours to offer up, I can certainly take them off your paws. One of them as soon as tonight if you can tell me where to locate them before sunset." He rattled on excitedly barely able to contain his excitement.

He almost didn't hear the other cat speak over the sound of his own incessant purring. He could hardly contain his excitement at the thought of that night's festivities. Everything had to be perfect, and thanks to his new friend here it would be. He was pulled from his delusions as Funk E'tan introduced himself, though he wasn't fast enough to hide the spaced out expression on his face when Levee had mentioned his intentions for this herb, though he probably wasn't trying to.

"Leviathan" he extended his paw to firmly shake his, completely unfazed by the devilish grin that morphed the rusty colored tom's features. "Something tells me, you're not a fan of my practice" he grined slyly, trying to albeit, halfheartedly match Funk's but, there was too much amusement in his eyes to have the same effect.