Polyphesus

You're drawn into a cave at the back of the cavern, thick clumps of moss thriving on the mouth that led into it, revealing the narrow edges and corners that tunneled deep into the desert sand - a haven for snakes and all kinds of.. stuff. Bravely, or perhaps stupidly, you took a deep breath and channeled every bit of lion courage you could muster. They don't call you king of the jungle for nothing, do they?
It's a tight squeeze but you eventually pull through, your already sand ridden fur littered with few scrapes and nicks from sharp and challenging corridors.. lets hope it's worth it.
After a few minutes of walking your ears pick up on the sound of.. humming? There's pawsteps every once in a while and the clattering of who knows what. Assuming the worst, you gulp and brace yourself to come face to face with a maneating beast covered in bones, every gruesome decor rattling with every step they'd take till they lunged at you.

You were so absorbed in what could've been, however, that you didn't notice you weren't alone in here till your snout mushed into someone's back.
"HEY!"
Came a startled shriek, their wide eyed face mirroring yoursxse you stumbled onto your bottom and met the rather miffed looking lioness' fierce gaze.
"Have you got bees behind your eyes? Watch where you're going."
She snarls, having to drop into a crouch to gather up all her fallen collection. It wasn't bones, like you thought. -most of it wasn't, anyway -
Instead the grey lioness was handling rare looking gemstones, tiny glittering shrines replicating the much bigger ones you'd seen scattered in the sand on the way. Feathers from every bird imaginable, from owls to vultures and old pelts carved into or being carved into shape.
The strange lioness notices your look of awe and she grins proudly, plopping back onto her haunches. "You like? I can offer you some, the pride have plenty and theres no harm giving some glam to you drab looking outsiders."