by Iri » September 28th, 2014, 12:39 am
Neema nodded, and smiled. Her tail flicked as she heard Chaltuu and Kapuki quietly discuss something- despite their near-inaudible voices they still sounded brusque as ever. Shujaa was tiredly trailing behind Kapuki, looking as if she was trying to blink the sleepiness out of her bright cerulean eyes.
"If you planned on forming a pride with them," Neema whispered to Enzi, "would you be the King?"