Jhulsa moved at a consistently different pace from most youngsters, always slow and deliberate. Running about was not in her repertoire, not at all - if she moved too fast, she might miss something! Worse, not only might she miss something, she might not realize she had missed it, and that would just be sad. She needed to see everything and know everything, and nothing less would do. She intended to acquaint herself with every inch of the mountain she could reach, and just as importantly, learn as much about the other lions who lived here as possible.
The juvenile was currently stalking around in the pre-dawn hours, near what was often a high-traffic area, on the lookout for anything or anyone interesting.
Das Tor
