Argent

BREED TO #31339 Wouldn't accept the request.
Don't have buffy or lion scrotes (idr which one raises passing chances) so we must do without

Argent huffs softly as Night leads her into the Hunters' den. "And you're certain that I can stay? I don't have much longer left. Only one or two heats left, then there's nothing." Night smiles. "Rain's Light is a fool. He'll be gone soon enough. Your last litters will be safe here as long as I walk these tunnels. He doesn't touch the hunters, you won't have to worry about him coming after you. And I'll make sure he doesn’t bother you for your heat either." Argent nods, relaxing into a small hollow in the floor, filled with leaves and soft grass from the jungle outside the caves. "You act as though I myself am defenseless. I may be up there in age, but my claws are still sharp."

Argent watches Speckle closely, tail flicking. Night had mentioned that Speckle was new to being a lioness. Perhaps the Spring of Change? She huffs in amusement at the awkward grooming session, before getting up to help.
She could feel her body preparing to go into heat soon, right on schedule. Night had introduced her to a true king, Angelus Autem Lux, who she planned to meet with during her heat. He was certain to bring cute cubs, and they would hopefully be strong too.

She looked down at her one cub, before gently licking it. She was missing the white patches her mother and father had, but Argent loved her anyway. "Sun Rise. My little Sun Rise."