You're traveling down the riverbank, coming close to a large territory. On the riverbank, there was a market stall-like setup. It was made of dead branches and leaves, clearly manipulated by some creature with thumbs as it was built onto a young acacia tree. Two adolescent sub-males were heard in the background, tussling with the King of their pride. Before you realize it, two older adolescent lionesses walk up to you, one asking if you are interested in anything. Close behind them lies a dragon, sunbathing under the trees at the forest's edge. Behind the dragon, a young cub peeked out. The swish of two tails tells you she wasn't alone. The smell of a large, primarily fresh, hoard crept past the trees. This was a very prosperous pride.