Exhausted. That's all she looked. Her mane was a mess, her paws ached, her legs were sore and burning with every step she took. Chai was just one unhappy lioness. All the brown lioness wanted to do was curl up somewhere safe, somewhere warm and sleep for days on end. Where she was headed, she didn't know. Where she came from? Even more of a mystery to her. She weaved in and out of prides to get wherever she was now and she finally just collapsed on her side after a moment of just standing there.
Her grey eyes closed fully before she let out a hard sigh. She had no coverage here, and could easily be attacked. But you know what? Sleep was trying to claim her. Her body felt heavy, her eye lids felt like rocks sinking to the bottom of a river. Chai was so tired that she didn't even let her tail move.
The female would spend hours sleeping in this spot, and surly he looked near dead because of the fact her breathing was shallow. Whatever. It felt good, sleeping here. For some reason this grass she fell on was softer than the grass miles from here. Funny how that worked out.
