Rayie
The lioness had been alone for quite some time now, wandering the lands of Beqanna unseen, moving between borders and hunting whenever she was hungry.
At first the lioness thought leaving her mother was a good idea, she thought that she could handle herself well, but when she turned up on Litote's doorstep, meeting her father for the first time and then talking to her sister, she realised she had become quite an idiot, leaving and hiding for her own selfish reasons.
Now the lioness wanders through the forest, searching for a hint of purpose, though she did not know where to search.
Her movements are rather loud as she weaves through the array of trees, it had been raining for the past few days and the thick canopy of the forest meant that it took a while for the sun to reach the forest floor and to allow it to dry.
Suddenly, the lioness hears the damp earth behind her move, though, by the time her ears pivot to hear the noise, she has already been tackled by a wolf.
Jumping to her instincts, the female quickly rolls over and snarls, her body low to the ground as she looks at the stranger who knows backs away, seemingly confused.
"Who did you think I was?" she snarls, her brow raised in confusion. She hadn't had the chance to meet many other lions except her father and sister, though she also couldn't judge how many were out there.
The female begins to calm once she knows the stranger means no harm, her stature rises and her stern expression fades "Who are you?" she asks with a raised brow, it had been quite a while since she had last socialised and so she had no interest in being fragile or making sure she did not hurt the stranger's feelings, she was much more inclined to be blunt and forceful.
She begins to circle the stranger, her tail lightly tapping on the wolf's fur "Were you following me? Why are you even here?" she asks, this time in a curious manner.
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