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The light colored lioness had woken up later then she had originally planned to. Now her tariness had put her in a frantic state to head to the grounds she was growing familiar with. The high rocks that overlooked the clearing; safe place for families to watch over their young. A lioness had requested her to stand in for her while she went off in one of the hunting groups and much to Zimran’s dismay: she was late. Oh how she hoped the lioness had not already dropped the cubs off thinking the goddess was already there. Zimran’s legs carried her quickly through the grass she headed down from Pride Rock towards the distant bundle of trees.