nessiaing
He should totally meet Manyara's mother. XDDD
Her work had seemed to take all night. It gave her nervous energy and she often discovered her claws making furrows in the ground if she stood in one place for too long. A very unexpected talk had occurred last night between her and a very young cub. It had surprised her that he had taken note of what was being whispered around the pride, but no one was willing to talk about in the open.
The male had approached her and asked a few questions before he'd had to leave. He had promised that he would meet her again tonight. Now her chores were done. Manyara settled herself in a fairly visible spot but still away from the main groups. If he showed as promised, then she wanted to be here to meet him. The red lioness tried to look relaxed and nonchalant and normal as her eyes kept looking for the purple cub.