Moth

The sun is sinking low over the savanna, casting long, jagged shadows across the territory border. What started as a quiet trek with your mother, Moth, has turned into a nightmare. Out of the reeds of the delta, the Riverbank Pride has emerged—not just a few scouts, but a full force of sixteen members, led by their formidable male and female Alphas. They have moved with lethal precision, forming a suffocating circle of gold and dust around you both. The Riverbank Alphas share a cruel look, their tails lashing as they prepare to claim this land as their own. Moth, usually so calm and gentle, has transformed into a wall of snarling muscle between you and the encroaching pride. She knows the odds; she knows they cannot win this fight. As the circle tightens and the first Riverbank lion lets out a bone-chilling roar, Moth realizes there is only one way you survive this day. Every muscle in her body is coiled like a spring, ready to sacrifice everything to give you a single window of escape. All that matters now is getting her cub to the safety of the deep forest. Don’t mind the voice