(Zenith) Maltese/High/10M

Zenith, the epitome of beauty in the pride, walked with a grace that mirrored her regal lineage. With hazel eyes that held the depth of ancient wisdom, a delicate pink snout, and a coat of navy black that glistened like the midnight sky, she became a living manifestation of elegance. As one of the breeders in the pride, Zenith embraced the responsibility of nurturing the future, finding joy in raising her own litters of cubs.

Unlike her more active hunting companions, Zenith had never laid her paws on the soil of the savannah for a hunt. Her distant, neutral demeanor set her apart, and although she had the physical prowess to rival any hunter, she preferred to immerse herself in the nurturing aspect of pride life. Her beauty became a reflection of the inner tranquility that defined her role.

Believed to be the first daughter of the Mist, the divine connection ran deep within Zenith. The pride looked upon her with reverence, considering her a living link between their existence and the ethereal forces that shaped their destiny. The Whispering Mist, believed to have bestowed its blessing upon her, added an aura of mystique to her already enchanting presence.

Zenith's distant personality did not diminish her love for her role as a breeder and a mother. She took delight in raising her first litter of cubs, instilling in them the grace and strength that defined her lineage. Her gaze, like hazel orbs of contemplation, held a quiet pride as she watched her offspring grow under the protection of the pride.

In moments of solitude, Zenith found solace in the whispers of the Mist. The divine connection guided her decisions as she orchestrated the pairing of lions for the next generation. While she didn't partake in the physical pursuits of the hunt, Zenith's role was equally vital in maintaining the harmony of the pride.

Her preference for gazelles as a meal was an interesting quirk, a subtle rebellion against the expectations of her class. Despite never hunting, Zenith found satisfaction in the consumption of the prey her fellow lionesses brought to the pride. It became a symbol of unity, showcasing that each role within the pride contributed to the collective well-being.

In the moonlit savannah, Zenith stood as a beacon of beauty and serenity. The first daughter of the Mist, with her neutral demeanor and dedication to nurturing life, became an integral part of the pride's intricate tapestry. Her story, intertwined with the whispers of the divine, unfolded as a testament to the delicate balance between strength and grace in the circle of life.