★ Chrysós

Silkstar nuzzled her head against you affectionately, her soft fur gently caressing your cheek. As she rolled onto the soft grassy patch beside you, she rubbed her muzzle against your skin, playful affection. Her soft fur felt even more luxuriously silky than most lionesses', drawing you in and making you yearn for more of her touch. With a gentle flick of her tongue, she licked you affectionately before curling up beside you, purring softly with contentment. Lying beside you on the soft grass of the cliff, continued to purr contentedly, her silky fur gently rubbing against your skin. Her muzzle rested lightly against your cheek, a gesture of affection and comfort. Soft and supple, she remained close to you, her purrs filling the air with a soothing sound. Every now and then, she would let out a soft exhale, her warm breath fanning over your face as she lay there, enjoying the shared moment with you. You gleefully lead your pride to a fresh zebra carcass to feed. Silkstar huffs at you. Zebra...again? Ugh.



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“As our trek across time will make clear, life is likely transient, and all understanding that arose with its emergence will almost certainly dissolve with its conclusion. Nothing is permanent. Nothing is absolute. And so, in the search for value and purpose, the only insights of relevance, the only answers of significance, are those of our own making. In the end, during our brief moment in the sun, we are tasked with the noble charge of finding our own meaning.”
― Brian Greene, Until the End of Time