Msi was still young, but she was getting older. She was almost getting to that age when she would have to leave the pride. That was terrifying to the young girl, who's only real reason for survival was because she had a loving mother and siblings who helped her. The deaf cub would have surely perished without her family, and the pride that protected her.
She had left her mother's side today though, moving further from the den than she had ever dare venture before. She had to be used to being away from her family. Soon she would have to leave them, for weeks, months even. That was if she ever managed to survive in the rogue lands and find her way home again to them.
She was cautious as she moved, scanning the landscape around her quickly. She glanced frequently over her shoulders, because she simply wouldn't hear someone approaching from behind her if they chose to do so.
Life was hard for her, but she was coping. Sort of.