In the grasslands.. surrounded by dense forest.. There was a cub. A.. special kind of cub. The sun was just starting to get out- the brink of it trickling over the forest trees ever so slightly.. which made for good photosynthesis.. and the perfect time to collect or watch the plants grow. That's what this cub did.. She laid across the grasslands.. her fur brushing from one side to the next .. not blank but in the perfect harmony of her favorite pass time.
Watching a plant grow. Though many didn't think it as exciting, others like her brothers thought it was weird. Even her father almost thought it.. but like her father. She was ... well. In better words high, sitting and watching a flower grow was like as exciting and watching a fight between lions! Her deep purple eyes grew largely. "Woah..." Her fur was usually drenched in a tint of green minus her markings.. or yellow. The most common past time that everyone found her doing was rubbing and or rolling against leafs that smelt like mint or ones that made you walk funny for long periods of time.. unfortunately for her. The ones that made you itch. But today, was neither.. and she was just high as a kite as she watched in fascination this one flower grow..