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All of her babies were all grown hunters now and Zimran couldn't have been a prouder mother. Though they hadn't stopped growing yet so she still had some bit of a job to do, just now she didn't have to watch them all the time. They weren't cubs anymore, but they weren't adults either. And ever since they juvenile cubs, she had been discussing things with the West House of the Tianxia about further strengthening the two prides' alliance. There was a future wedding in the works, but then came the decision of which of her daughters would marry the youngest son of the Lord and Lady.

The sun was bright, high in the sky with only a few clouds dotting it as she walked with Lihua by her side. Naturally her mind had gone towards one of her daughters with the golden pelt of their grandmother. While the two didn't look much like Zimran or Persikka, their blood was just as strong, evident by the markings on her front paws that mimicked her own.

The goddess gently hopped over a few rocks in her path as she maneuvered herself towards one of the normal paths. She did have three other daughters; Taplo, Sanza and Lani. Perhaps one of them would be better suited for a married lifestyle in another pride. In another pride. The words almost stung. Zimran wasn't exactly enthusiastic about being separated from one of her daughters but one of the children, either hers or the Lady's, would have to leave home. It was up to which was more willing.

Lihua was watching her mother with amber eyes as she followed beside her though there was more pep in her step. She didn't know why he mother had been receiving so many falcon messages from this...Tianxia pride that was apparently their ally, but she was definitely interested. Foreign politics was something she enjoyed even though she was new at it. Especially now that the Pridelands had a new heir from the same land, so that peaked her interest even more-so.

"Mother, where are we going?" The growing huntress finally asked as she looked up at the goddess, but still her mother, that had raised her. She knew they were going somewhere but where?

A chuckle was her answer. Zimran turned her head, looking back at her daughter. "Why, we're going to find your sister."


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