
On this particular afternoon, the patchy lioness was plodding along the firmer sections of the swamp, tail swaying and ears pricked. She wasn't looking for anyone or anything in particular and she'd managed to bag enough fresh meat earlier in the day to warrant a pleasant afternoon to herself, and pleasant it was. Birds twittered their songs and zipped here and there through the shafts of light that managed to break through the dense canopy. The earth seemed to be painted in shades of gold and green, something she absolutely loved about her home, bar the solitude of it and her much loved family.
Her jaws parted as a loud yawn escaped from her and she licked her lips, before stretching and moving on, simply patrolling the area and keeping an eye out for anything in particular that might be of interest. Oh, she did love comfortable days like this one!