
The day was still young and Moema, returning from a hunt and cleaning the den, was given the rest of the day to relax and visit among some of the pride members. Well she didn't know anyone, so she decidedly went to the watering hole and a nice drink and patch of grass to curl up on and grab some sleep before taking a walk. Quite a plan, though she knew it wouldn't be completed. The pride had so many lovely lions and lionesses she was sure to run into at least one nice other that would say hi or strike up a conversation. She was new after all.
The nice thoughts in mind she was not quite paying attention to where she was going. Now this didn't usually cause any harm, but what snapped her back to reality was almost tripping. She gazed about feeling a little embarrassed then relaxed when it seemed no one had seen. Lucky her, she had slight hope it would break the ice, but no such luck. It was no more than a few moments later that she reached the water and grabbed a perfect spot out of the sun.
The nice thoughts in mind she was not quite paying attention to where she was going. Now this didn't usually cause any harm, but what snapped her back to reality was almost tripping. She gazed about feeling a little embarrassed then relaxed when it seemed no one had seen. Lucky her, she had slight hope it would break the ice, but no such luck. It was no more than a few moments later that she reached the water and grabbed a perfect spot out of the sun.