(Alpha) Leifr II

On a morning stroll, you and (Alpha) Leifr II notice a bird nest, full of baby birds. She asks if she's the best chick around, and you better not say no.

You go up to take a nap with (Alpha) Leifr II. She jokes that if you start snoring, you may find some maggots in your nose. You lie awake next to her and wonder if she really meant that.

Leifr was named for the pride founder that she never met, the lioness who passed on the very day she was born.
Blinking into the cold, harsh world, she struggled to deal with the burden that such a name placed on her, struggled with the expectation that she could live up to a lioness that had done so very much.

But Canaïde was not EkaBjorn, as much as she was not the original Leifr.
Eka had, from what she heard from the lionesses who had known him and his cousin, Nordi, back at the beginning of the prides, been a harsh creature. He had ruled with an iron paw, having no choice as he carved out a place for his pride in a harsh and desolate place.
On the contrary, life was much easier now. Canaïde had opened the pridelands to all who needed sanctuary. From two lionesses, now there were about 50 living in loose groups across the lands. Leifr led the huntresses - the closest and highest ranked by the fierce and noble Canaïde. By her side ran her mother, Surtr, and her aunt, Diabla, whilst her heart swelled with pride every time she looked across at the youngest member of their team, her own daughter by the current king of their close neighbour's, Grettis Alpha.
She could only hope that the first Leifr would be proud of their achievements, from what had been such a barren and inhospitable land.