|•Amber•|

Adorned with jewels and gold Amber snootily yet gracefully cleans her already spotless claws, being the kings top lioness is no simple job! As some of the lower ranks pass the royal den she lazes around in she clears her throat expectingly, she closes her eyes and lifts her nose to them expectantly Amber can practically feel the eye role as they pad into the royal cave and drag their freshly caught gazelle carcass. Amber gives a slight glare and signals them to leave, they are of no use to her now, she gives a yawn and waits for the lioness to leave the cave. Amber gives an entitled smile as she stares at the young lion wait for the carcass back in the outskirts of the den. Grinning Amber takes small and slow bites of the meat before getting up and kicking dust at it. Just then Firemane walks through the rocky entrance and Amber rushes to his side rubbing herself and grooming his mane. As Firemane looks around he notices the out of place lioness nibbling at the gazelle bones he gives a loud and angry roar that echos off the cave walls. Tho poor lioness looks up in terror crouching with her tail between her legs, and with a swift whack to the face from her king, Amber decides to leave. With yells and more whacking sounds Amber shrugs, we can’t all be the favourite, and besides that low life was not her problem.