Shiva

The young cub was seperated from her mother and her original pride at a very young age. Having only just been weened from milk, she was beginning to explore the lands just a bit more; bounding between trees, rolling in tall grass, and chasing after birds; always with her mother's careful eye. But as their pride's territory began to become scarce with food, they began to push dangerous lines into others' territories.

That very one being Groyal's.

This was naturally not without it's punishment. Groyal and his own pride would track down the scent of the intruders and begin to chase off their already low numbers out of their lands. However, as they were being chased off, Shiva would become seperated from her mother; tumbling down a ledge, and bouncing off a few rocks on the way down. Surprisingly, she escaped with her life, but not without injury to her paw.

Before she knew it, she was surrounded by an unknown group of lionesses; all sniffing at her, before allowing Groyal to make his way through. At that moment, her luck surely would run out. When he went to sniff at her, a fiesty little hiss would leave her, and she would jump up on hind legs to smack at him with extended claws; only to tumble onto her backside again and wiggle with panic. Groyal was, naturally, quickly able to dodge the young cubs meager attack. But he raised a brow at her determination.

Yes...perhaps she would be a good addition to the pack... She seemed so, anyways. For the moment, her luck would continue to shine. Groyal would allow the lionesses to take Shiva to the Daycare den, to begin integrating her as one of their own. She was resistent to it at first, but found she would thrive fine with this new pride as she matured into adolescence. They became her new family...and despite many attempts as a cub to run away and find her old pride...She never had any luck, and eventually accepted that was a far off dream that would never be.

She had a new life now, and she would step into her role and make her peace with it. Though Shiva still often found herself with a disdain for Groyal, she would bow her head, none the less.