The land had become so much easier to hunt on lately. Ever since those two lions had crossed her path, and taught her how to move on dirt. Eira'ffres had been so used to the snow, so used to being able to sneak through the white blanket, what with her pale pelt, so the fact of the matter was, when she'd come down here things had been...impossible. Stretching out languidly, she enjoyed the tinkle of her small blue beads against the silver chain, carefully adjusting her found item. The thing had quickly become her favourite toy, and she had learned to move with it about her neck, her pale paws allowing for silent movement, despite her large build.
Today, had come an interesting dillema. She'd been walking, just letting her head wander, thinking about the beauty of grass, the strangeness of trees, and vaguely wondering about the rest of her family. Whatever had happened to Illyon and Merino...The pride....Her brother and sister. It was a question that oft plagued her head. Nonetheless, the scent of other lions stopped the pretty young femme in her tracks. Mismatched violet and blue eyes stared rather intrigued at the ground, her pink nose lowering to the ground to carefully sniff at it. This must have been Pridal lands. She recognized the scent from back home...well...the collaboration of scents. Their manner had been much the same.
So, her mind wandered again. Who lived here? What kind of Pride was it? Were the lions kind, or cruel? Or were they lions at all? Did they have magic and the Gods? This outside world...it had only been a dream to her until her journey away from her home, from her Pride....This was so different....
