Sarama

Beneath the soft golden light of the afternoon sun, you notice a lioness approaching from the tall grass. Her coat is a stunning champagne hue, shimmering faintly as the sunlight catches her fur. What draws your attention next is the dark brown "dusting" across her back and shoulders, like shadows cast by unseen clouds. Her bright crimson eyes glimmer with intense curiosity, and her tan nose twitches as she takes in your scent.

She stops a few paces away, her head tilting to the side as she studies you. Her expression is open and inquisitive, like she’s eager to learn everything about you but is unsure where to begin.

“Hi there!” she greets with a playful flick of her tail. “I’m Sarama. It means ‘guardian,’ though I guess I’m more about discovering things than guarding them.” She lets out a light laugh, her crimson eyes practically glowing with enthusiasm.

Sarama steps closer, circling you with deliberate curiosity, her gaze flicking over every detail of your appearance. “You’re... interesting. Not from around here, are you? I can tell.”

She finally sits, her tail curling neatly around her paws. “So, what brings you here? Don’t leave out any details—I want to know everything.”

Her eager, friendly demeanor makes it clear that Sarama has a natural zest for exploring the unknown, and her bright, focused eyes suggest she’s always looking for the next bit of excitement or mystery to unravel.