Heavenly

The friendly lioness who found you out on her hunt leads you through the pride with a confident lope. The various lionesses and cubs hanging around regard you curiously but the overall atmosphere is relaxed, almost lazy.

Your guide takes a moment to nudge you in the direction of an oversized primal male, who appears to be in the midst of a very playful wrestling match with a handful of cubs bearing marks quite like his own. He bats harmlessly at the whirling cloud of enthusiastic children, quite dramatically allowing them to pin him and crow their triumph, which only brings a hearty guffaw from the king.

Amidst the playful rough-housing his eyes catch yours and his ears perk up in attention. He carefully extracts himself from the cubpile and gently soothes them with a few gentle words, comforting licks, and promises he won't be away long and settles them with a somewhat plain but clearly imposing tan lioness who herds them out of the way, a studious lesson clearly beginning. Only then does the male turn his attention back your way, padding your way and greeting you with open body language and kind eyes.

"Well met traveler. All are welcome here as long as they come peacefully. Have you come far? We have food and shelter if you need any, and herbs if you are injured." His tone is a deep rumble but comforting despite his savage appearance. "Come, rest your paws and make yourself at home."