Theres a young primal resting under the tree
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The young primal had settled under the snow covered tree of the Limos pride once more, he seemed to be scanning the area for any possible herbs, yes they were scarce during the snowy season, but he knew some lay underneath the white wonderland, fresh and useful.

His gaze didnt shift from the white paradise when he heard the pawsteps of another lion. The young primal just placed his branch of lovely rosey pink blossoms on the ground as he took a moment to glance at the new arrival before laying down. Tucking his paws underneath himself before his gaze finally met the visitors.

Sushi has returned
(Claimed)


As the day flied by with constant visits to the Limos tree, the sky filled with the light of the rising moon, and stars filled the night to bring light to the darkened world.

The familiar dwarf trotted over to the tree, where fairy lights had been hung to brighten it up for the night visitors. Her pride accent bounced with every delicate step her little paws took. Her gift was wrapped in a bag, possibly a few items hidden under the fabric.

She sat down on the moss pile also placed as the nights grew colder. The dwarf staring off into the night, The fairy lights attracted all sorts of wild animals from the dark, she would make pleasant conversation with a few before they returned to their homes for a night of slumber.

Yet again did she smile when her delicate nose picked up the lions scent, the young female purring with delight as she placed her gift between her paws as her tail rested peacfully beside her

As the night grew longer with the wind, the keeper of the Dark Arts returns to the sacred tree
(Claimed)


After the joyful dwarf left the tree, the lights seemed to have flickered and suddenly it all went black, but once the light returned, Alana now rested were Sushi once did, the flames in her eyes fading away. The female had the dark aurora around her as her eyes scanned the sky.

She took a moment before jumping up into the tree, her pierced tail hanging from the branch. She began watching the stars as they seemed to be talking to her or so to say, guiding her

Her thoughts were interrupted to the sound of a twig snap, a visitor. Tonight her gift was what she wished it would be, but again she had to bring the shimmering item just incase.

The female glanced at the approaching lion, a smirk on her face.

"What brings you to the Limos gift tree tonight?" she purred, a slight hint of amusment in her voise as she remained up in the tree