Nondo walked with her head held high today. Her mother had a few... issues with her memory and she had taken it upon herself to protect her, as no doubt a few others did.
She was an odd looking juvenile, a dark shade of brown but with brilliant silver-grey markings, she almost looked like she was adorned in some battle armour. Seeming to shine in places like metal she had never seen, she wondered a little further away from the den today.
Protecting Mama didn't mean she had to be by her side the entire time, she had to make sure that the rest of the pride was safe too! Aside from that, she also wanted to explore like any other cub.
Nondo'vuta had found a fierceness in herself even at a young age, and she had also found a love for sparring. It seemed to extend beyond the playful nature of rough and tumble with her siblings, and she wondered if anybody else felt the same.
