For once the brown and white, daddy-look-a-like wasn't chasing after a bird, butterfly or a rabbit. Nope. This time she was just walking, yes walking, around the area near her den. She couldn't stray too far away because she had been chastised the last few times that she had. She couldn't help it if her 'training' was taking her away from the den!
How was she supposed to become a huntress if her parents didn't let her practice? Tizona shrugged flicking her tail behind her absentmindedly. The cub was rather bored and wanted something to do but she found no sign of her five siblings or any creature for her 'entice' into playing a game with her.
