The pon holds herself with the presence of a much larger lion. She roars the king's name when she sees him, and he walks over wearily.
"
What, Avi?" He growls. She raises her chin and looks at you both through hooded eyelids.
"Did you think about what I said? About the larger share of food?"
He shakes out his mane. "No, I didn't. We don't have enough as it is. We all get the same."
"And yet you'll let
me be the one to starve?! I'll give this pride more prestige than any of the freaks in here! You'll be sorry when I leave, sweetie. You're nothing like your
brother."
"Oh, shut up. You're fed well enough. Think you're so great just 'cause you got lucky and popped out some cubs." Sab rumbles, and swats at her lazily in annoyance. Avi lets out a furious snarl, sinking her jaws deep into his foreleg. The king smacks her away for real this time, limping away with a look of barely restrained fury and muttering about iboga.
You hear the leopon snarling under her breath. Something about
Apademak and sunset queens.
//
"After greeting each other, Avi feels offended you did not give her enough attention and doesn't seem to be interested in you for the rest of the day."