Darcelle

Cub wants a story before bedtime. Alright, fair enough. You settle next to them and tell them about that one time Apedemak came up to you while exploring and you got in a fight over stars or fireflies…


Darcelle was just as unique as her sister, with the same rosette pattern on her body to separate her from the other lionesses. She loved Kamari... But they were very different. While Darcelle was trusting and hopeful, believing that others had good intents... Kamari was not as trusting, and tended to keep to herself unless it was to help or support Darcelle. As they left their home behind, Darcelle felt excitement and wonder... But Kamari only felt fear and dread... Fear that the worst would follow them.
Arriving at the new pride... Darcelle was hopeful and curious, but Kamari was wary, staring at the pride members with distrust, her tail flicking back and forth. She could feel the gazes and whispers of the new lions and lionesses, and she hated it, feeling exposed and vulnerable. Darcelle, on the other hand, approached some of them, eager to make new friends... But Kamari watched closely...