Snow

Snow struggled to find a pride that would take her, her eyesight being the negative quality no one was looking for in a lioness, but when she stumbled onto the territory of Feeking 1, he welcomed her with open paws and took her in straight away.

She had never felt so lucky, soon her wounds from a lifetime of hardship healed and she looked like a different lioness than the one that had wandered onto once unfamiliar territory.

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She was an avid Explorer who discovered the world through sound and smell, she often wandered the territory with groups of cubs who wanted to see the land that they were born into.

"Come on Snow!" A cub shouted from further ahead, Snow chuckled and hurried along to the familiar smell of warmth and youth that this particular cub, mini, let out.

"I'm coming, we can't be out too late." She reminds the youngster.

"Sure, sure, the sun hasn't even begun setting yet." Mini grumbles leading the lioness further forwards, soon the lioness notices a familiar scent I'm the air, her king. He jumps out from the bushes letting out a roar to scare the two females, they both chuckle.

"Fear me!" He says laughing, unable to hold up the charade. Snow gives him a nod in greeting and the little cub keeps walking, Feeking looks at her using his paws to scoop her towards him, "It's getting late, we should head back before the hyenas come out." He says with a tired smile.

Snow agrees and the little cub huffs but goes along as they walk home together in happy silence.