Petunia

Petunia sighed as she lay down on a flat, sunny rock. As an adolescent in the pride, she should be finding a mate soon. It wasn’t like the other prides, sure. But with a queen instead of a king, it was what they had to do.
She knew she had to fulfill her responsibility. Petunia had always been a dutiful lioness, even though the queen told her she was overworking herself. She chuckled softly to herself, standing up with a loud roar. Hopefully a male would hear her…?
Payton’s sharp ears perked up. What was that roar? Perhaps a pride male coming to challenge him. He growled, standing up and looking around cautiously. After a few moments of silence, he decided to investigate. Prowling through the thick grass towards the sound, Payton stared up at a rock that seemed to appear out of no where. A young lioness, seemingly his age, was standing on the rock, staring up at the sky.
“H-hello?” He stammered nervously. She was beautiful. The lioness turned around to see him, gasping as her eyes fell upon him. She seemed overjoyed to find him.
“Oh, hello! I’m Petunia.” She said cheerfully, leaping from the rock. Circling him with her colorful eyes fixed on him, she started chatting to him about her pride. As if like an afterthought, she smiled sweetly at him.
“Would you like to join?” She asked. “Our- our pride, I mean.” Payton’s eyes widened. This was the answer! His ticket to a new life- with this beautiful lioness.
“Of course!” He exclaimed. Petunia’s smile widened. She tackled him happily and rolled around. Payton giggled.
Heading towards the pridelands, Payton felt himself feeling nervous. “Will the king accept me?” He worried aloud.
“Don’t worry, Payton!” Petunia said with a grin. “We have a queen, and she really needs some males in the pride.” Payton’s eyes widened slightly at the concept, but he said no more. He would far rather be listening to Petunia, anyways.