Lusala woke from his mid morning nap. Whenever he hunted during the night a mid morning nap was essential, especially when successful. He sat up and stretched languorously. Taking a look around he saw that he'd slept a bit longer then he planned and the sun was over its zenith. Ah well, not like he had anywhere specific to be.
Today he didn't feel like just picking a random direction. He wanted some interaction. He hadn't met up with another lion, or another intelligent creature in days and he was dying for some conversation at the very least. Maybe if he wandered in the direction of the wildebeest or one of the other prey beasts he'd find someone who could use some help hunting and then stick around for a chat afterwards.
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