If there was anything that Busara couldn’t stand, it was the boredom of having nothing to do. Pridal life was calm and relaxing, but it made her feel useless. Yeah, she did what she could within her position to help the pride, but it wasn’t very much considering her previous life. She had been so certain that she had overcome her aversion to living within the security of the pride, but it seemed to be slowly creeping back with a new face. A face that she was gradually seeing more and more as the days went on. It sneered at her and mocked her laziness, told her that she was going to get fat laying around all day.
She needed more to do. With a frustrated huff, she quickly rose from the rock that she had been lounging on in the sun and began to briskly walk. Not paying attention to where she was going, she only realized that she had crossed the pride’s boarder when began to look at her surroundings and recognized the landscape just beyond the pride.
Briefly looking back, she considered turning around. Busara had told herself that she would stop doing this, that she would end up not coming back one day and losing her purpose. However, that feeling arose inside her once more, she continued on into the rogue lands.
