Xaemeira

You come back to the den and find your favorite sleeping spot covered with flowers. Void kitten is sitting by, sparkles in her eyes, to see if you like it.

As you come near, Xaemeira lies down and shows you her belly, maybe to groom it a bit?

A faint light was filtering through the cave halls as Heshima Korviron made his rounds. His giant paws made reverberous thuds as he stepped, alerting everyone of his presence. The old king gave tiny chuffs of greeting to any lionesses he saw along his way. For the most part, they were all friendly in return. Some lionesses were a bit more cranky than others.

Korviron was about to make his way towards Bahati when a quick shape ran between his legs. A squeal rang in the king's ears as Xaemeira shot through the cave. With a huff, the old male stared after her, his eyes narrowing. Shortly after the young lioness had disappeared, her elderly mother Xaedozra padded past. The look of defeat on her face was evident of the hardships she was going through as she tried to train her young daughter.

The king looked after her, silently wondering if she would ever manage to capture the young troublemaker. The pride needed their connection to the ancestors, and unfortunately that lay in Xaemeira. She was the only of her mother's offspring to display the darkened eyes of one who could walk into the Void. Xaedozra was old, and had no chances left of having another heir to her position, so Xaemeira would have to do.

The generation before Xaedozra's had been one of great Void Walkers. Now, it almost seemed as if the powers were dwindling. Xaedozra herself couldn't stay in the Void long, and Xaemeira had barely ever tried. It could only be hoped that one of Xaemeira's cubs would possess greater powers.

With these thoughts, Korviron shook his head vigorously, trying to rid himself of his fears. A new age would come soon, he knew. It only frightened him that he wouldn't be a part of it.