It had been a few months since Tafari had saved her from the beasts, and even less since they made their admitances to the feelings inside. She thought back to the day she first called him her Farasi, her knight in shining armor, and since than when they were alone she would tease him with that same nick-name, having let go of the old Taffy one for the time being. Every so oftin though, she would let it slip and just relish in his reactions, always bringing a warm and caring smile to her maw.
Now, she was settled on the rocks of the lands, sunbaithing her coal pelt and just smiling softly in bliss. Her form took on that of an adult, her body having lost its baby-fat and her legs having grown to cause her new slim form to be larger. Muscles lined her legs from the new hunting she took part in, and her mane had finally grown out to cover one of her steel blue eyes just so.
She was a mysterous adult now, a true princess in every aspect and ready to take on the world around her, one lion at a time. Of course bloodshed was not in the equation, for she was one to win others over. Never would she give up such a thing.
After a long moment, a soft sigh escaped her maw, and she moved to settle on her belly. Blinking her blue eyes lazily, she wondered where Tafari had gone, and softly searched the caves nearby.
