His eyes closed, a contented purr echoed in the young lion's throat, a soft, happy smile on his maw as he laid with the one he loved. He leaned into her touch, savoring the warmth that such closeness brought, not only physically, but in the depths of their soul.
It was a quiet peaceful night, broken only by the purrs of the two cats and the chirping of insects on the savanah. The stars shone brightly, perhaps shining their approval on the two young ones who had found each other and thus the place the place where they belonged.
Reply
