Mystic

27% Fertility

Mystic had always been the loner type; traveling the scorching African deserts by herself. The obsidian lioness tended to her own needs as that's the only ones she had. She was all by herself. Alone.

Though, the female was a mystery in herself. She may have been alone but it seemed the gal had found joy in it; exploring the ruthless terrain of Africa without a companion in sight. Chasing down bountiful prey in the wet-seasons and scavenging for the remains of other predators kill in the dry and unforgiving months seemed to bring joy to the crackled lioness's features.

She enjoyed the loner life, passing by many attempting males that had wanted her to take part in their pride. Though, the female turned down everyone. Either with a smack or snarky remark as she continued on her way. The dark shadows that seemed to follow the lioness around was the only pride she needed. The only one she'd ever need.

Though, all this changed once the dark female was noticed by a male the name of, Kyru. Mystic was hunting down the straggling weakling gazelle of the herd with the golden-furred lion decided to interrupt. With a growl, Mystic snapped at the lion who only returned it with a chuckle and an offer to join his pride.

Of course, the female turned it down just like any other; explaining how she wasn't in need of any protection or care from another soul than her own.

"I understand your position but it's more so that I am in need of you."

A surprised look spread across the lioness's features. Blue swirling orbs shone in curiosity and confusion, much like the galaxies that decorated space itself. Someone needed her? A small smile adorned the female's lips, one she barely recognized herself.

"I'm currently looking for a huntress and I've seen you around before. You always confused me, made me rethink my ways and traditions. So, what'd ya say?"

"The names Mystic." The female brushed past the male, stalking off in the direction once he came.

"Is that a yes?" The male called.

"No, now come! Are you going to show me what your pride is like or just stand there like a lone gazelle?!"

A breathy chuckle left Kyru's maw before trotting after the female.

"You truly are a mystery, Mystic. A mystery indeed."