"I'm sorry for taking what was left over of your kills. I don't do it often only when I can't hold my hunger. I can learn to hunt small game. I won't trouble anyone I promise," said Mistiria as she looked at the cub with even more sad eyes.
She didn't want to be trouble for anyone. She looked at the lioness with a tilt of her head. She had to smile though in thought of not being alone any more. She thought for a moment and came to the desition to join the pride.
"Is there any way that I can meet the king here. Or rather the new king in this land is?" asked Mistiria looking at the lioness and the cub with sad eyes.