The morning was a refreshing one still decently cool from the night before with the sun only barely peeking over the horizon. Rangi sat at the base of the rocks that led up to the pride den on pride rock. The land was still so new and with all the faces he had seen pass by him he wasn't sure if he would ever know everyone that lived in the pride. Sometimes it felt overwhelming to him after having spent all of his life before now as a rogue with very little contact with other lions.
He knew how to socialize with them from the time he had spent with his mother as a cub and adolescent before they had parted. Even with that training she had given him he still had to seperate himself from all the other members from time to time. This morning was one of those times. During the night he had started feeling claustrophobic among all the sleeping lions so he had slipped out of the den and come to sleep where he was. He had only just recently woke and was now just enjoying the cool of the morning.
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