Welcome to Gaia! ::

The heavy words were lost to the little cub, but she understood the message at its most simple. Everyone had a role to play in the world, yes, and you didn't have much say in what role that was. You were born into it, and she knew that everyone was special in their own way. Her mother told her that constantly. So she smiled and nodded in agreement, happy that the cubs had found their calling, even if one of them was a cheetah.

"Yay!" she said excitedly, leaning into her mother's affectionate lick. "Oh...I want to see a cheetah one day, mommy. Or a blue lion! That would be fun...do you think I'll ever get to?" She tilted her head to the side just a bit, staring up at her mother, still breathing shallowly. Her eyes, though...her eyes sang a different tune from her weakened chest. They were bright, full of energy and love and the desire to grow.

Han nodded slightly as her mother reminded her that blue wasn't a very good color to be, even for a cheetah. Maybe that's why she was extra bad at hunting...because the sky was blue, but not the ground. Perhaps if she had been a baby bird then it would be okay, but for a cheetah? No. She'd stick out like a sore paw.

"Okay, mommy," she said with a little yawn, curling up against her warm chest. "Thanks for the story," she added, grinning up at the larger female before closing her eyes. Her breathing slowed and became deeper, more normal, as she fell asleep. She almost looked like a normal cub when she was resting.