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Your ears prick as the sound of mewling cubs interrupts your exploration of the territory. Are they all alone here? You follow the sound until you reach a beautiful, flowering clearing full of prancing cubs and a lone broodmother. The broodmother, a small winged lioness turns to look at you, distracted from her activity of entertaining cubs with her tail. She smiles as she sees you.
"Hello there! My name is Daffy, what's yours?" she purrs, continuing to twitch her tail for the cubs to chase.
You introduce yourself, inquiring about her name. You thought that the pride had a strict naming tradition? She shakes her head, smiling.
"Ah, I was very attached to my name in my old life, and begged Memoria not to change it. She agreed, and here I am!" she purrs, stretching her wings.
You smile and nod your head, slightly more confused than you were before. Old life? This pride sure has some strange lions.
You talk with her for a while longer and entertain the cubs before you have to go. She tackles you with a hug as you say your goodbyes, telling you that you'll always be welcome to visit.
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❤︎ Daffy ❤︎ playfully chases her own tail before greeting you heartily.
❤︎ Daffy ❤︎ greets you cheerfully and abundantly as you pass her on your rounds.
You were feeling a bit down after a pridemate teased you about a mane tangle. Then, ❤︎ Daffy ❤︎ cheerfully asked you what you did differently that morning to look so ruggedly handsome! Awwww, thanks!
❤︎ Daffy ❤︎ playfully chases her own tail before greeting you heartily.
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