No Audio(Check Description!) You were a young (bout 5 or 4 old) Lioness/Mane(male lion) in a pride of your kins aunts and ect laying peacefully in the Savanahs warmth or orange hue sun near a ln evening till your ears prick up to some nearby grass rustling/or smell a unfamiliar scent in the air you decide to stretch and get up and you rumbke softly to one of ur Littermates noting ur leaving as you then pad your way through the grass to then see Quillus about your age around resting on a rock formation
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