Znaruto
Juitris huffed to herself. She couldn't understand why she, a noble, had been asked to show a new lion around. If it had been anyone other than that lion asking her, she swore to herself, she would have said no. The white and purple female lifted a dainty paw to give it a few cursiory licks. Not that her white coat needed any real cleaning, but it gave her an excuse to admire her jewlery. The novelty of it still hadn't worn off. She loved the way it clattered together as she walked.
Finished admiring the bands of beads for the moment, she put her foot back down and shifted on her haunches. Where was that lion? Did they expect her to wait all day? Well she wouldn't. Five minutes. That's it she promised herself, then she was leaving with no regrets. They could con some other lion into giving the tour. Her grey eyes quickly scanned the path in search of anyone looking slightly lost.