Mouse

[Gen: Too Long, 14+ I think | Dirtiest gal I've ever done seen | Fertility: --%]

You continue to eye the group of felines who're off to the side. One shining yet old-looking pelt catches your eye.

"That would be Mouse," your guide mentions. "I think she's a part of the Elites because of her age. I've never seen her hunt- not with that group in particular." You ask more questions to which the lioness gleefully answers. "She and a few other cubs followed Motherboard here, so they say. We think they were bought."

"Sad to see her grow so old, she's quite the charming lioness," the lioness says. You nod and thank the lioness for the information and continue about your way.

[Mouse Dialog, age 14yr:]

"Oh, hello there dear! Come join me for a chat, it's quite lonely when the other lionesses are out hunting."

[Mouse Final, 15y 5m - 4/6/24]

You walk back towards the river, curious to see if the average male would return in its reflection. Upon arriving, you see the male in the water, but not on land. As you open your mouth to question a familiar lioness trots towards him and rubs against his side; it's Mouse. The lion and Mouse nod at you and saunter off into the distance where you're unable to follow them. The next morning, Bullet announces the death of the elder lioness.