Petunia

WELL THEN. This is awkward. Awkward and adorable. Adorable enough that you guess all can be forgiven, I mean you've met Ashkarn. Fair play, dude's a ladykiller.

You settled in for the night to sleep, but then you felt something trembling next to you. You find Petunia, looking scared. You pull them close with your paws and let them snuggle until you both are asleep.

Petunia's hind claws slipped half way up the tree, causing her to lose her grip and fall down. She's a little sore now, but she insists that it's okay and that she'll learn from her mistake.

Taking her time, Petunia is able to silently creep real close up to the rat before she lazily lifted a paw to poke it in the butt as her way of "catching" it.

While you were trying to enjoy a nap, Petunia bounced around excitedly, asking you to take her on an adventure. You growled at her to let you sleep for a couple more hours, to which Petunia huffed and mumbled something about how lazy lions are. You would have batted at her, if you weren't so tired.

While all the other members of your pride seemed to avoid the river near your lands, Petunia enjoyed swimming playfully for hours each day, always returning with sopping wet fur. You had to admit, it was pretty impressive to watch her dive under the water, and you could always admire a nice pair of strong muscles at work.

When you approach, Petunia walks towards you to graze her side against yours, before starting to pounce on grasshoppers.