Aratirí

Standing at the edge of their territory, you spot the Storm grey Lion. Lashing their tail seemingly with frustration.

It hadnt been but three Sunrises since the adolescence's naming of Heir, the title seemed to weigh on their shoulders. Especially so with the failing health of the old king they now apprenticed under. They knew what the Ravens had told them.. and they liked none of it.

Still, They were doing their best to rise to the ocasion, if anything to try and prove to their new family they could manage in their new home.
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Aratirí had been adopted into Helios' pride, with the leading male taking them in under their wing from the beginning. Helios saw the young lions problem solving and ease in stressful situations as a blessing to the pride, and with the plauge and lack of an heir of his own blood in mind, he named them their heir not long after their arrival. Something that sparked a small uproar in the pride.

The Rumors had hardly died out by the time the old king did. But Aratirí pushed on, they had to.
To help smooth things over, they asked Andromeda's Call to be their Queen, and her sister to guard the outlands. The two sisters and final daughters of Helios agreed, and though Andromeda tries to be a good queen and love them, all three cant help but wonder if theres more out there for them.