Broody

Broody sat patiently waiting for the other lionesses to bring her their cubs..
"How can today be so perfect?" She stretched and yawns, feeling the sun warm her as she sees her wards slowly make their way to her.

The first lionesses, a old and battle scarred veteran approaches Brody with 2 cubs in tow. "Good morning Broody" she greets. " My two are a bit hyper this morning". Broody nods in agreement as the two pounce and tumble at their mothers paws getting louder and more obnoxious by the second. "BE STILL" old Greba roars, causing the other lionesses to pause on their way to dropping of their cubs.

Broody chuffs and giggles as the two cubs fall in line, waiting for their morning grooming session. "I'm sure with today's activities, they will be well worn out and ready for bed by the time you return" Broody replies between exaggerated bathing licks.

Greba roars with laughter at that statement. "Taking them to the training grounds for their first lesson?" Broody nods "That is the plan"

Greba nods in approval as she finishes cleaning the cub wrapped in her claws." Today will be my last hunt" I retire tomorrow and will be able to assist you before I return to the ancestors."

Broody nods and thanks Greba for the offer. "I welcome your offer old one." Broody replies. Both lionesses let out a roar, signaling the next group to approach. Both lionesses greet the others as they continue bathing the cubs and getting them ready for their big day.

Once every last family is greeted and groomed, the hunting group roars as one to announce to the pride that their hunt has begun.