Ava's opinion on the population here varied by the day. At times, she was grateful for the perks of such a vast society — there was always someone to lend a helping paw, always a sense of security, and always enough hunters you'd never go hungry provided the herds kept breeding often enough to rival the insatiable pairs here.
The primary downside, to her a significant one, was never knowing your neighbor. Lions, cheetahs, every species she knew by name came and went. New faces daily, and by time you memorized someone's name, they had left for seemingly greener pastures. It wasn't politically correct to be blunt about it, but frankly she only had so much love to give. The few friends welcomed into her social circle were sometimes hard to find with so much land and so many faces.
Today, she searched for Kabiro, glancing sidelong at the largest watering hole as she passed it. A little birdy — literally — told her he'd been spotted out here somewhere.
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