This place...it would be perfect.
Li had spent several months in search for the perfect territory to migrate his pride to. The threat of the two-legged creatures with the thunder sticks was too great. The pride simply couldn't hold their ground against such a danger and he wouldn't want them to. One of the lioness' had been injured in the first encounter and a few animals in the surrounding area had been killed. A leopard, a few gazelle, and even a ram had been devastated in one thunderclap from that terrible weapon. 'Heve had a vision of a perfect place, far from the danger and close to water.
He took a deep breath and looked about, his turquoise eyes drifting from the nearby falls to the rocky cliffs nearby. Perfect...
The god had taken his mortal form to keep himself hidden in case the area was occupied by rogues or other such predatory animals. Even as an adolescent he was small. His mortal form reflected his stunted stature and gave him a lean almost gaunt appearance. His mane only grew out from the top of his head down his neck and shoulders which was closer to a zebra, really, than a god's. Still, he was lion enough to keep himself masked.
