Roisin

You stumble over what you assumed was one of Cielo's prized lionesses cub's and speak, "I'm sorry cub, say which one of these ladies is your mom?" You lower yourself down to seem less intimidating to the small cub and give a smile. "Cub? Who are you calling a cub?!" The lioness almost hisses out at you, anger laced in her tone. "Listen mister, just cause I'm tiny doesn't mean I'm a freaking cub." She huffed at the end of her sentence. And you just stand there with a dumbfounded look on your face. How could this small 'lioness' not be a cub. Every lioness you've seen is taller then her, hell even every adolescent you've seen is taller then her so there's no way. "Hah, real funny kid, now where's your mom?" You asked again with a stoic laugh. But even if you wanted to take the comment back you couldn't because Roisin was already in motion. She clawed up your leg and onto your back, she then shoved her small head through your thick mane and bit down hard on the soft flesh of your neck. She stayed latched there as you tried to throw her off. After she thoroughly enjoy your screams she let go and jumped to the cave floor. "I'm 3 years old, and I'm a dwarf lioness. We aren't very common on your planet, but here no one judges. And I'll be damned if I let you condescend me." You shook your mane out with your eyes wide, looking almost like a bug. You didn't mean to offend the small lioness but you truly did think she was a cub. You turned and beelined away from her, not wanting your neck attacked incase you set her off again.