The lioness spirit skulks closer, her eyes on the glinting chess pieces. With a soft 'rawr,' she nudges a piece with her nose ...Will you play the game of stealth with me? Liona; the spirit, looks at you shyly, but adorably.
Intro A tan lioness spirit appears in your home, having slipped through the cat flap under the cover of dusk. She lurks in the shadows, watching you with curious golden eyes. You notice her interest in your collection of antique chess pieces, believing they might be her next prey.
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