Mazhira was rarely alone these days, as she had Kal, whom she'd fallen in love with and whom she was staying with, so to see her without him was quite a sight. Currently she believed he was napping and she herself would probably join him soon enough, all cuddled up in their den.
She stretched standing up in the evening light, in just a few hours, she would actually need to hunt, the darkness offering her a pelt a much needed reprieve. She was a bit reluctant to leave her spot under the shady tree, but it couldn't be avoided if she wanted that nap.
She trotted off happily headed for her den with a smile on her face.
