While passing through a local kings territory, as sneakily as a big cat can, you spot a lion in the distance. At first glance, you assumed it was the king ready to chase you out for dare entering his territory. Upon closer look, you realize its a lioness-- a maned lioness.
It's always nice to make some new lady friends! even if they happen to be from a rival kings pride. Taking your chances, you puff out your mane and strut over to the black and white lioness, who honestly couldn't seem any less interested in the world.
As you approach, you purr, hoping the lady will take sudden interest. She doesn't. The lioness glanced at you sideways, chuckling to herself, "Drop the act, there's no need for your.. attempts to impress me, i have no interest regardless." She speaks with no harshness, but it still feels quite humbling, something a dreamboat like yourself has never experienced! Damn! She smiled to herself at your clear disappointment, her scarred nose twitching. "However, i'm always up for a chat. I'm Sonnet, its lovely to meet you," Sonnet informed, moving closer with a limping hind leg and brushing her body against you.
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