Primrose

Lionesses with mutations of any kind are in high demand and Feeking wanted to see if he could add another 'mutie' to his pride so that Yasmine wouldn't feel so alone.

He walked around and looked at all the strange and unique lionesses. Until he came to a colder darker area of the markets, this place was where all the shady deals took place and Feeking hadn't ventured here before.

He wandered around shivering slightly. Not feeling at all safe. A lioness came up to him and rubbed up against his body. "Hey big fella, looking for a lioness today?" He couldn't see much of her, but he noticed some odd looking fangs protruding from her mouth.

"Um, yes, thank you." She whispered to follow her in his ear and he did. They walked to a stall with a lamp. Lionesses surrounded it talking and whispering.

A large primal king sat in the middle. "This is our father, she said, he wants us to go to good homes." Feeking nodded and looked at the male. He must have been very fertile.

He looked at one of the lionesses who stood in the corner unhappy to be here, clearly. Feeling walked up to her, the large primals eyes following his every movement.

"I'm Feeking, I couldn't help looking at you, would you like to come to my pride?" He asked, to her father as much to the lioness in front of him.

"1000 silver beetles." the male said.

Feeking nodded and grabbed it out of his bag. He had to buy this female. He gave him the money and the female walked away with him not saying a word. "I think you'll like my pride." Her face softened slightly and she nodded. Still walking by his side.