It was a bright and happy day for Chozi. He was rather cheerful this morning, hoping for a fresh and lovely start. He chased the birds out of the pride's lands, making his way into the rogue lands with ease - a path he followed quite often since joining the little pride of hybrids. He giggled, jumping in the air to snap at the birds the squawked indignantly at him as they flew higher into the sky. Once they were all gone, he was left panting with giggles breaking through every few breaths as he walked along. He couldn't catch his breath and stopped to giggle in a patch of mostly-dry grass.
He didn't even know why he was so happy, it was just a lovely day!
The Captain Britain

