NorthShore

It was a cool winter evening. Your sitting in a lone svannah eating the only scraps you could find. Suddenly you hear a slight shift behind you, turning around you let out a warning bellow that would pierce fear into even the strongest king. In front of you is a very surprised lioness. She speaks softly, apologizing profusely for spooking you. You have never seen a lioness like her. Her fur was a unique pink and blue with distinct white stripes, and she had scars covering her body. How did she survive this long when sticking out so much? You then remember how she was able to sneak up on you. She explains that she is looking for her pride, and that she got separated when hunting. You decide to help her out because she seems kind enough, you finally parts ways when she recognizes a fallen tree and says she’s safe
to travel on her own.