Bright yellow eyes blinked slowly. A wrinkled, pink nose twitched just ever so slightly. Pale green paws stepped nimbly amongst the blades of thinning grass, much more rocky lands upcoming. With a deep sigh, the pastel green lioness stopped in her tracks, turning her head around to look back at the huge rock formation miles and miles behind her. Home... That's what Priderock was to her. This had been her home for so very long now. This had been the group of lions that accepted her pelt for what it was and had not shunned her away. She would always remember how accepting of her they were.
Alas though, she had lived her life here. Her life was not over, not yet anyway. Still, she had things she still wanted to do. Her family that she had created had become so scattered. So, she decided to go on a hunt for some of them. It shouldn't be too hard to find most of them, or so she figured. Just look for snake-like fur patterns. They would most definitely be a descendant, at least the majority of the time. With a gentle smile forming across her pale maw, she decided to sit down for a moment, gazing over the lands she had come to know and love. She had traveled so far already, and her old paws could probably use a rest before starting back up again.
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Little Yellow Jacket
