The white leopard had returned to the jungle, it seemed as if her life couldn't get much worse, she had one problem after another and she had just about had enough. She had returned home.
The jungle was the same as she remembered, full of trees. Looking up at one she let out a soft chuckle remembering her old friend who taught her how to climb tree's. She couldn't help but wonder how he was now.
She had left her daughter somewhere safe while she came to see the state of the jungle now. She wanted to make sure it was safe enough to bring up her daughter in here.
Looking up at another tree she jumped at it, her claws digging into the bark and slowly she got herself up into the tree. You always got a better view of places in the tree's then you did on the ground.
