by Iri » December 23rd, 2014, 4:07 am
Simba scowled playfully, but leaped after Adofo, and quickly advanced on him. He was knocked aside by a blur of dusty greyish-brown fur.
"Sorry," the lioness apologized. "Adofo!" she called. "Would you grow up?" Her words were not scathing, but with an air of good-natured teasing. Her eyes glimmered with amusement. "Christen has some news."