Cendré bounded along in the deep green grass. This was one of the first times he'd been separated from his siblings, and while it was scary to be alone, he knew that he would be safe. He was surrounded by members of the pride- safe lions, and by the spirits. Nothing could go wrong under their watchful eyes.
The cub did not think of these things, however. He was busy bounding after a cricket- he knew they sang such lovely songs at dusk and at night, and he wondered if one could be convinced to sing at the time of day like this- shortly after dawn before the mists were burned off by the sun. Maybe if he asked it nicely, it would sing for him now too. He wanted to watch one sing, but he wasn't yet allowed to be out at night to seek one out. The cricket leapt from blade to blade, and the dark cub followed along behind, not paying attention to where his paws were taking him.
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Sawa was up with the sun as she had always been. There was something about the mists hanging over the plants that made them seem even more magical than they already were! As per her normal routine she headed into the forest to be alone with her friends, greeting them as she walked by.