Azhara was bored.
Bored, bored, bored. The sun had barely started to rise and already the young female was awake and ready to go, ready to find some adventure. She loved her family, but was simply content with her home, and so out she had gone, heading into rogue territory.
She had never been here before and the feeling was exhilirating, as if she were breaking some rule. Maybe she was! That'd just make it even better.
The juvenile climbed to the top of a grassy knoll, sitting down and looking out over the savannah. With the sun creeping up over the horizon, casting a rich orange light over the world, life was a beautiful thing indeed.
