OOC & Discussion
A nearly jaw-popping yawn came from the ash gray cub as she stretched, little black claws scraping against the den floor. Siri's clay colored orangish-red eyes were quick to settle on Sarabi outside the den, before cheerfully trotting over to the King's mother and nuzzling her with a raspy purr. The much older lioness' head lightly pressed against the cub's back affectionately, laughing lightly.
"Good morning to you too, Siri," Sarabi said, smiling as the cub's ears perked forward, sitting down in front of her.
One of the gray cub's ears twitched curiously as she glanced around, not seeing Kopa or Nuka. Her head tilted as she looked back to where Sarabi lay on the short but long rock in the sun, charcoal black tail tuft swishing back and forth hopefully.