Sahau

~Introduction dialogue~

"Hey! Who's that?! There's some kind of freak ogling us!" One of the pale, red-eyed lionesses suddenly screamed as soon as she saw you walking past the basking spot she and her sisters had claimed. They all rose up, smelling almost sick because of how much fermented marula fruit they'd been eating.

"Go away, you bunny chaser!" shouted another one. "We're not up for sale! We're not giving you no cubs! Take your offers and stick it up yours!"

"Yeah! Fuck you!" The one with a mane visible yelled louder than any of them. All of a sudden, this group of lionesses are pelting you with fruit, dried shit and cracked skulls! You quickly haul ass out of there, stunned at the utter rudeness of those icy bitches. But maybe there was something else...they had the same mannerisms of scared little girls that don't have anyone to protect them. Maybe they've been told to act that way, or maybe they just know that even if their king would help, it wouldn't hurt to defend themselves.

Even if you come back, all of them are like this. They don't want anything to do with you; you're a guest, not a member of this pride, but even so, their manners are horrid. The king must be either incredibly lazy to let this pass...or maybe he's actually laughing at all of this like it's some kind of sick joke.

~~

The first Achromia lioness bought by Ghadhabu, "Sahau" is the Swahili word for forget. Sharing the same cave as Libala, she actually helped to promote the possibility of maned lionesses in the pride and spread the word throughout the kingdom. It evidently meant much to her; she liked to venture beyond the borders to find other maned lionesses, actually befriending them with her calm, unbiased nature. She was in charge of training the cubs for hunting, for she, like her fellow pale sisters, had a harder time on hunts due to her coat. In this fashion, Ghadhabu's offspring grew even stronger with such skills.