Istriel

The water of the river is refreshing and you drink in large gulps after the long morning walk you have just taken. The air smells good and the wind brings with it the scent of fauna and flora, deliciously tickling your senses.
With a cheerful mood, you trot under a tree near the river and drop to the ground with a pleased grunt before rolling in the dust, the back of your mane rubbing the ground.
A giggle halts you as you bathe in the dust. Upside down, you can make out the paws of a feline. Your eyes follow the slender legs appreciatively and travel up to the lioness' face, which triggers another chuckle from her. You straighten up, your mane more than a mess of dust and leaves, ogling the female without shame.
"Mind if I join you?" She asks you in a purr.
How can you say no?

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Birth Pride: N/A
Father: N/A
Rank: *Caretaker
Relationships: N/A

*The caretakers are under the orders of the Broodmother. They will be in charge of taking care of the pride's offspring. They will stay with the newborns and help the mother if necessary. If a mother is absent or missing, a caretaker will be in charge of feeding and grooming the cubs. They will take under their wings any orphans brought back by the patrol.