‧₊˚✦ Watcher ✦˚₊‧

A gigantic lioness with long, thick fangs, turns to face you and narrows her pupilless eyes, glaring with great scrutiny. Despite appearing completely blind, the ferus circles you and seems to be inspecting you, not bothering to touch you but instead observing very keenly. After what must've felt like far too long, she breaks the silence. "The stars reckon you've got an interesting path ahead of you." She informs, her deep voice rumbling from her throat. Whilst she takes a step back, Watcher appears to keep both eyes trained on you surveilling you, however not out of scrunity, but rather pure curiosity. She nods at you, as if insisting she has no qualms with you currently, allowing you to pass by. Considering her stature: lucky you.

Unbeknownst to you, this large lion was taken into Journey's pride at a young age after being spotted wandering the nearby desert and put under the care of the late Star. The elderly lioness took in young Watcher, helping the cub blossom into a kind and gentle lioness and encouraging her to hone her special talents. For this was no ordinary cub, the strange brown ferus seemed to have a strong connection to the stars - apparently, they whisper softly to her and she seems to see the world differently than her pridemates. It is unknown where she got these abilities from, unfortunately due to the state she was found in, Watcher cannot recall whether she was born with this gift or if it was bestowed unto her at a later age, thought he has had it for as long as she can remember. What she does know for certain is that she is not looked at like an outcast in this pride and has been readily accepted by her pridemates into a loving home. For this, she gladly watches over them, giving them warnings from Above before drastic weather conditions and passes messages on for the dearly beloved pridemembers who have passed on from the mortal plane.

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You were trying to hide that you scratched your paw in the last battle, but Watcher came up to softly groom it for you. Thanks, sweetheart.
You noticed Watcher pushing an ostrich chick with her nose to help it get up, and watching it tumble away back to its mom. You sit down, smiling at her. What a cutie.