With his mother's second litter grown up, Jagat had more free time on his hands. He was helping her take care of them. Their father was older than dirt, and Jagat was actually surprised that the male could even get a female pregnant. Okay, abandon that train of thought. He didn't need to think about that. It gave him the chills.
Walking away from his den, the orange and green lion stretched himself out. The sun was high in the sky, telling Jagat he slept in way too late and probably was going to be yelled out for being late for the hunting party. Oh well. Licking his lips a bit, he headed for one of the watering holes for a 'morning' drink. Maybe he'd see a sibling there. They were easy to spot with their reds, oranges, and yellows.
Perhaps Jagat's mother and her mother should meet - Katyria did have an obsession with babies, after all. Maybe helping someone else with theirs would make her...easier to deal with.
